I don’t know what channel the S600 came from, and the map above was not very effective. Sikong Ling took thirty minutes to find Huang Beilei’s home.

Huang Beilei stood on the windowsill and waited anxiously. When she saw the big Mercedes-Benz, she didn't expect it to be him because she thought it was Ferrari. Until she saw Sikongling coming out of the car. Sikongling looked up and saw her, she waved her hand.

When Huang Beilei sat in S600, other people's eyes made her feel a little enjoyable.

Sikong Ling: "Where are we going?"

Huang Beilei: "Follow my command, go forward first, turn left at the second traffic light."

Sikong Ling: "Received."

Huang Beilei dressed up carefully, and the old monk had to look at it. Unexpectedly, Sikong Ling was more sophisticated than the old monk, which made her secretly amazed.

Sikong Zero didn't talk much, and Huang Beilei was silent.

Since it was a weekend, the mall was quite popular. Of course, Huang Beilei chose the most luxurious mall, and no matter how many people were, she was not crowded. This time, she visited several stores that she usually didn't have the courage to enter.

Who is Huang Beilei? He is a model who specializes in showing off his external beauty. The print advertisements he shoots can make countless men look so charming and charming.

Sikong Ling finally lost his supreme realm and almost forgot his mission today.

Under the endless bombardment of beautiful clothes, the palace was finally about to be collected. Huang Beilei counted the goods and nodded with satisfaction: "How much did it cost?"

Sikong Ling: "The difference is less than half a million."

Huang Beilei: "Do you feel sorry?"

Sikong Ling: "Fortunately, as long as she likes it."

Huang Beilei bit her lip: "Don't you know she has Duanmu?"

Sikong Ling: "Dunmu is very good, but he also has something he can never catch up with me in his life and make money."

It is rare to have the opportunity to be alone, so Huang Beilei strongly asked to take a short rest in a cold drink shop.

Huang Beilei looked at Sikong Ling, who was like a Taoist monk, and asked: "What's the point of Murong? Let me study."

Sikong Ling: "Bingxue is smart, ice and snow is beautiful, ice and snow are pure. In her eyes that look at Duanmu without any impurities, I can see rare persistence. I am very jealous of Duanmu. Her concentration when singing is pure and charming. Also, as a liberal arts student, she rarely listens to other people's opinions and grasps the key points. In this way, it will be much easier and more pleasant to get along with."

Huang Beilei: "But she already has Duanmu."

Sikong Ling: "As a strong atheist, there is only victory or defeat, success or failure, nothing else, because everything else is a lie."

Huang Beilei: "What is a strong atheist?"

Sikong Ling: "If you doubt God or are forced to do not dare to say that you do not believe in God, you are weak atheism, such as Darwin. You are a strong atheist who completely denies the possibility of God's existence and speaks it out publicly."

Huang Beilei: "I am weak atheist..."

Sikong Ling smiled: "Okay, that's great. I don't have any interest in debating with idiots whether there is any god."

Huang Beilei: "Oh, okay, I'm weak. Since you like my good friend, I admit that I wanted to pursue you, and now I give up completely." She raised her hands.

Sikong Ling: "Bai Jiang is much cute at this time."

Huang Beilei: "So, I would like to ask you as the best friend of the girl you love most - can I learn how you make money?"

Sikong Ling: "Are you short of money? I can lend it to you."

Huang Beilei: "Uh... I'm not very short of it, but my career has been hindered and I'm a little depressed."

Sikong Ling: "What career? Acting in a movie?"

Huang Beilei: "It's almost the same. My previous idea was very simple. With my youthful beauty and hard work, I could get everything. Later I found out... it was impossible. Take advertising for example. Many advertisers actually don't want me to act, thinking I'm too... beautiful. Also, before acting in movies and TV, before becoming a star, no matter how beautiful you are or how high your acting skills are, you can't get a good role. Even if you go through the wrong path, you can't find a good role. I don't understand how those stars come here!"

Sikong Ling: "I don't know much about this industry. When I have time, I go to the filming place to watch. I imagine it seems quite interesting."

Huang Beilei slapped: "Okay, okay! Let's go today. There is a big scene in the Film and Television City today, so I'm going to join in the fun."

Sikong Ling thought for a while: "Well, I'll discuss it with Murong later."

Huang Beilei's excitement decreased a little, and she said "Oh".

Next, I had to buy a mobile phone. Sikong Ling and Huang Beilei browsed around the counter. Sikong Ling had a clear goal and found the one at once. He tried it casually and placed an order.

At this time, Murong Bingxue called Huang Beilei's phone and complained that they were too slow and were about to starve her to death.

Huang Beilei looked at the time and it was already two o'clock in the afternoon and agreed to step up.

Sikongling saw Huang Beilei's cheap phone and took a lot of effort to restrain himself from buying one for her.

When Murong Bingxue returned to the hotel, she saw so many Dior, Prada, and Gucci, and seemed to be real, and was stunned.

Huang Beilei scanned the luxurious sea view room like Conan and asserted: "Don't lie to me, you must live together."

Murong Bingxue pretended to be relaxed: "Whatever you think." He ordered Sikong Ling: "Turn around."

Sikong Ling turned around honestly, only seeking to make up for it, and never peeking.

Murong Bingxue just wore the luxurious Nene, Bra, slim T-shirt and white hot pants that showed her tall figure.

Huang Beilei stared at the erotic scene, and 100% affirmed their intimate relationship in her heart, and even more confused Murong Bingxue's almost indulgent and free manner.

"Okay." Murong Bingxue picked up the handbag that had been packed, held her best friend in one hand and the man in the other, and headed towards the restaurant downstairs.

At Huang Beilei's suggestion, they had lunch at a famous Japanese restaurant nearby.

It’s interesting to note that Huang Beilei always orders expensive dishes. Murong Bingxue didn’t say this, but remembered the matter of buying clothes and said, “Bilai, the money of the little rich man is not money. I didn’t mean eating, and I bought the pile of clothes for five years. I’ll be bored in the future!”

Sikong Ling said: "It's okay, I can hold on."

Huang Beilei focused on ordering dishes as if she hadn't heard it.

Murong Bingxue suddenly remembered something: "Where is the cell phone?"

Sikong Ling took it out of his pocket and held it in both hands.

Murong Bingxue casually clicked on her phone, clicked on the address book, and looked up and asked, "What's your number?"

Seeing that she was the first to ask herself, Sikong Ling reported the number gratefully, but saw that she had no follow-up after entering the number. He said, "Dear, you won't forget my name, right?"

Murong Bingxue chuckled and said, "It's good to forget it! I'm thinking of giving you a name."

Sikong Ling: "What do you think about this? Just Sikong Ling, my address book is completely full name, so it's easy to find it then."

Murong Bingxue snorted and said, "The unmannered technical man."

Sikong Ling: "If you are kinder, Ling, Sikong, Lingjiang, and my English name Zero are fine."

Murong Bingxue frowned and said, "No, you must have something special."

Sikong Ling muttered: "Look at what kind of flowers you can make."

"I have it!" Murong Bingxue was happy between her eyebrows and her thumb flew. It was over. Liang showed it to him. Sikong Ling glanced at it and laughed: "It turned out to be Sikong Zhaixing!"

Huang Beilei is Beilei, Ai Zixuan is Zijiang, Dad is Daddy, Duanmu Ming is...

Sikong Ling: "You still have to remember Duanmu's..."

Murong Bingxue: "It's to refuse, okay."

Sikong Ling: "Oh."

"What's the best thing to do?" Murong Bingxue was worried again.

Sikong Ling said coldly: "EX."

Huang Beilei suddenly looked up at them.

Murong Bingxue responded lightly and entered EX as expected.

Alas, the name of her address book itself has a story.
Chapter completed!