Qiu Baiwei covered her mouth and laughed secretly, looking at Zhao Bi with curved eyebrows and eyes, obviously knowing that Chen Rou would do this.

Zhao Bi glared at Qiu Baiwei heavily. He finally knew why Qiu Baiwei was so quarrel. It was obvious that he was close to the ink.

The result was obvious that Zhao Bi was also the one who was infected. After he came to his senses, he subconsciously said, "Why don't you continue to talk about the measurements?"

“83,56,8…”

The air instantly calmed down, Chen Rou was a little stunned. Obviously, she didn't expect Zhao Bi to say this, and she didn't expect she would answer.

Qiu Baiwei pinched Zhao Bi's arm with annoyed look on her face and said angrily: "Why are you doing the surname Zhao?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Zhao Bi quickly apologized. Yu Guang saw a photo frame on the table with a childhood photo inside, and a little girl inside obviously had Chen Rou's shadow.

He quickly picked up the photo frame and changed the topic: "This is when my cousin was a child. It looks so beautiful, not like the one next to him, who is stupid."

"The one next to me is me." Qiu Baiwei's voice was a little cold.

“…”

"You two want to drink something, I'll go down and buy it." Zhao Bi said seriously.

"No need." Chen Rou stood up and looked at Zhao Bi condescendingly: "I want to take Weiwei to play and go together?"

"Uh, OK." Zhao Bi nodded.

After Chen Rou said to change her clothes, she walked towards her bedroom. Zhao Bi looked at her tall back and thoughtfully.

It is indeed rare for southern girls to have this height, but this is not the key to the problem. The key is that Zhao Bi clearly remembers Mr. Hashimoto’s measurements. The first two items are exactly the same as those reported by Chen Rou just now.

Qiu Baiwei glanced at Chen Gong who was still reading a magazine, bared her teeth and warned Zhao Bi: "Don't talk nonsense later!"

Zhao Bi pinched his chin and pondered: "I understand, but I'm not easy to figure out my cousin's personality."

"You have thought about it?" Qiu Baiwei retorted.

"Why, are you jealous?" Zhao Bi teased in a slight way.

"Tsk." Qiu Baiwei proudly turned her head over her high ponytail and shook it.

"But by the way, was this photo really the same when you were a child?"

Zhao Bi looked at the other girl in the photo. He didn't pay attention to Qiu Baiwei at all just now, but just wanted to change the topic.

Now I look carefully, with my braids and laughing, and two shallow dimples on my cheeks. It is simply a smaller version of Qiu Baiwei, so exquisite that it is unreasonable.

"What are you doing?" Qiu Baiwei snorted coldly.

"I just think how could there be a girl who can look so beautiful since childhood? Can you interview what you ate to grow up with?" Zhao Bi smiled.

"You have to care!"

Qiu Baiwei kicked Zhao Bi directly, who flexibly grabbed her little feet with one hand and scratched her feet with the other hand directly.

"No, don't, let go!"

Qiu Baiwei straightened her body and started to laugh.

Zhao Bi grabbed Qiu Baiwei's feet tightly and prevented her from breaking free. She almost blurted out the words "Dad".

Fortunately, I didn't say it, otherwise it would be hard to say whether I could get out of this house completely today.

"Ahem, pay attention to the impact, why are you doing?" Chen Gong, who was on the side, couldn't stand it anymore and spoke to remind him.

Zhao Bi then let go without feeling satisfied, then looked at Qiu Baiwei with disgust and said, "I'll wash my hands."

Qiu Baiwei, who was too itchy and had tears in her eyes, picked up the doll beside her and threw it behind Zhao Bi.

Zhao Bi washed her hands in the toilet for three minutes.

After coming out, Chen Rou and Qiu Baiwei stood at the door in a pretty manner. The former changed into a leather jacket and wore a denim on the lower body, which outlined an extremely perfect leg shape.

"Let's go."

Seeing Zhao Bi come out, Chen Rou left first. Qiu Baiwei took Chen Rou's arm and snorted heavily at Zhao Bi.

"Come back early, don't play too late." Chen Gong gave a pale and powerless reminder.

Chen Rou just waved her hand simply without looking back.

The three of them didn't take a taxi, Chen Rou had a driver's license, and drove away Chen Gong's Toyota. Zhao Bi sat honestly in the back seat.

The two girls in front were chattering, but Zhao Bi did not participate, and ignored where Chen Rou wanted to play, quietly looking at the backward scenery outside the window.

Occasionally glanced at Chen Rou's driving posture, and the girl holding the steering wheel with one hand was cool and cool.

Zhao Bi silently tied his seat belt, and he had never tied it in the back seat before. Today he made an exception.

It took about twenty minutes to drive, and finally arrived at the destination. After getting off the car, Zhao Bi looked at a large venue in front of him. This was an ice skating rink.

"Do you want to skate?" Zhao Bi asked.

"Don't you?" Qiu Baiwei asked curiously.

Zhao Bi's eyes rolled, and she came to Qiu Baiwei with a smile, shook her head and said, "No, teach me."

"It depends on your mood." Qiu Baiwei put her hands behind her back and raised her chin.

The three of them walked in. It was the weekend today, and there were still relatively many people. Most of them were children and students.

A place like an ice skating rink can be described as a hot word. The streets in society often visit various ice skating places, and buying a bottle of Arctic Ocean can take a day to spend.

Moreover, students and couples of that era basically went to the ice rink to play. The environment at that time was in a stage of alternating between the old and the new. On the one hand, it was a booming modern atmosphere, and on the other hand, it was relatively pre-conventional dogma.

In addition to the background of literary youths at that time, many things that students thought were thrilling when they were in ice rinks did happen.

Many female students are deceived by those gangsters, and fighting is even more common.

This is also a lot of books and movies about youth that will more or less mention these three words, because these three words represent the youth of that generation of students.

Nowadays, the strong atmosphere of the ice rink is naturally not left too much, but this ice rink looks like a bit old.

Chen Rou and Qiu Baiwei went to buy tickets, while Zhao Bi ran to the shoe store on the side and bought three pairs of ice skates. He is a person with a cleanliness obsession. The shoes in the ice rink are quite disgusting to think about, even though he would put feet on plastic bags.

Besides, Qiu Baiwei's little feet need to be protected well.

When Zhao Bi came back with three pairs of shoes, Chen Rou was obviously stunned for a moment. She just asked Zhao Bi about the number of his feet and thought she wanted to help her choose shoes, so she bought one directly now?

"Hehe, judging from your carefulness, I will teach you later." Qiu Baiwei took the shoes handed to her by Zhao Bi and said.

"Cousin, this is yours." Zhao Bi handed over the other pair.

Chen Rou took the shoes, thought for a while and said, "Thank you, how much does this cost?"

"I'm so happy, I'll do it. Just buy a few bottles of soda." Zhao Bi smiled.

"Don't be polite to him. He still owes me a lot of money, just think it's spent me." Qiu Baiwei helped Chen Rou carry her shoes and added: "I want the orange flavor."

Chen Rou nodded with a smile, turned around and went to buy soda.
Chapter completed!