Yan Yan: "......"

She's met ...... Truncated beard?

Yu Fengchi's phoenix eyes moved slightly, but his face was silent, he was here today, no one wanted to take away the Langhuan bracelet from Yan Yan's hands.

What's more, the Langhuan bracelet is originally the owner's thing, and it has been recognized as the main Yan Yan, even if it is obtained by ordinary people, at most it is just a bracelet with exquisite shapes. In order to prevent today's events from happening, if the bracelet is away from the owner for too long, it will fall into silence, lose its bright luster, and become dull and simple.

However, in the end, the Langhuan bracelet is at the level of an artifact, even if the brilliance is concealed, there may as well be a wealthy daughter who is willing to spend a lot of money for it.

Yu Fengchi glanced at the visitor, his gaze calmly passing over her.

This young lady is quite beautiful in appearance, but the pampering and domineering atmosphere between her eyebrows and eyes destroys a bit of her beauty.

Her long hair was dyed in large waves of honey brown, draped over her shoulders, and she was wearing a V-neck red dress with an irregular hem that rippled beautifully in mid-air with the bright red slender high heels that she stepped on under her feet.

Of particular note is the slender waist of the woman in the red dress, which is woven from snakeskin, and looks like a ...... Whip?

Teacher Yu's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

Yan Yuluo kept getting up, her slender white and delicate hand was holding a Langhuan bracelet, the delicate skin on the back of her hand was lined with jade, she turned her head and looked at the woman in the red dress: "You are ...... Talking to me?"

Murong Yan raised her chin slightly, her eyes swept over Yan Yan, Yan Yan's face was wearing a black mask commonly used by celebrities, she is now a popular star in the entertainment industry, she is very easy to be recognized when she walks on the road, as long as she goes out, she must wear a mask and a cap, but even if she wears a mask, the beauty is a beauty in the end, revealing white and delicate eyebrows, you can still see the stunning beauty.

Murong Yan's eyes revealed a trace of imperceptible jealousy, and then, the jealousy in her eyes turned into a bright contempt, and she replied: "That's right! Are you deaf?

"But it's my thing. Yan Yan stared at Murong Yan's eyes and said with a serious expression, her peach blossom eyes were full of pure and innocent water, and they were seductive.

Your stuff?

What I want Murong Yan has never been able to get!

Murong Yan looked at the Langhuan bracelet in Yan Yan's hand, her eyes flashed with an inevitable light, she took out a card from her arms, condescendingly threw it on the black cloth in the stall owner's stall, and said, "Miss Ben bought it, and now-this bracelet is mine!"

Yan Yan: "......"

Oh, you're so good.

The stall owner took a puff of dry tobacco, the taste was strong and pungent, looked up at Murong Yan, and refused: "Don't sell it." ”

On this antique street, there are all kinds of characters, there are small people who are flattering and pleasing customers in order to survive, and there are also hidden masters who set up stalls incognito just for hobbies.

Obviously, this stall owner is the latter.

Murong Yan's face changed suddenly, obviously she didn't expect that she would be rejected, and as soon as the eldest lady's temper came up, she was furious and said, "You old thing, what are you talking about?!"

She was furious, and her slender white hand reached for her waist.

It turned out that the thing tied to her waist was not a belt, but a whip!