Chapter Twenty-Three: Kim Mi-yeon, a Seoul Girl

When Yang Fan heard Lan Ziyi's words, the facial features on his face involuntarily distorted and deformed, and he was stuck on his face with an embarrassing template.

"Sister, my own sister, aunt, I was originally a poor boy who was destitute, destitute, surrounded by walls, precarious, clean and cold, and poor birds touching the cage, you are so vain and wronged, your uncle is tolerable, your aunt is irritable, a good socialist successor is not appropriate, how to be a capitalist flag-waver, exploiting a proletariat. β€œ

Looking at Yang Fan's mouth full of spittle and chatter, Lan Ziyi was also helpless, but he was amused and made a pause gesture.

"Yang Fan, Yang Fan didn't expect your writing to be so outstanding, the number of idioms you say is more than what I have learned in my life, you studied cross talk in film school, are you a big man as for such a girl? Do you want me to pay you for hairstyles and clothes? What do I have to do with you, this is already paid for you in advance, and everything else is cheap and good, doesn't it mean that you were at the forefront of fashion in college? Are you like a pig who has finished your college life, and you don't have a single Xiangyang outfit. β€œ

Yang Fan peeked at Lan Ziyi, although the words from this girl's mouth were a little mean, but she could see that she was not angry, in addition to contempt in her words, she was contempt, to no sense of complaining, just slope down the donkey, there can be a step, Yang Fan also understood in his heart that Lan Ziyi did this for his own good, the nightclub itself is a fashionable place, look at people and faces, and a skin bag also needs bright clothes to set off.

"Sister, beautiful sister, rest the anger, rest the anger! Little brother, I am a pure master who stands up to the sky, just now I just expressed my true thoughts in my heart, I can't be a hypocrite, brother, I do feel pain, but I still thank Sister Lan for her reinvention, look at the people in the mirror, I admire myself, how can I be so jade tree in the wind, I don't know this kindness, I can not repay it." ”

The atmosphere returns to the atmosphere of two people pushing each other and having fun.

Yang Fan's hippie smile made the goosebumps in blue and purple clothes spill all over the ground, and she was helpless for this kind of person whose skin was thicker than her ass, so she glanced at him fiercely.

"I've seen a big face, but I've never seen an ass face like yours, and you're paid for it, how can you pay for it, cut off your kidneys and sell it, just like you, the rifling of the pistol is smoothed. ”

Lan Ziyi's words hit Yang Fan like a bullet, such a woman can't be provoked, the woman under the mountain is a tiger, you must avoid it when you meet it, she is holy, her face is like a fairy, she dares to say anything, he was still proud just now, and he immediately coaxed, standing there with a red face like a telephone pole.

This effect made Lan Ziyi very satisfied, "Forget about the meat compensation, you don't have anything valuable on you, you should be a laborer, you will do all the housework at home, Sister Cherry and my bedding and clothes will also be washed by you, if you don't care about the underwear, you will also wash it, please don't object, you don't have this right at the moment." ”

Lan Ziyi didn't pay attention to Yang Fan after speaking, and walked straight out of the door.

Yang Fan was stunned, deeply understanding what it means to be the most poisonous woman's heart, what is faster than turning a book, and the laughter of the employees in the barber shop awakened his consciousness. With a red face, he ran out of the door with his head down, ready to continue the tongue-fighting black girl.

Lan Ziyi's body leaned sideways on the pillar at the entrance of the store, supporting his body with two long legs crossed, holding a slender Aixi cigarette in his hand, swallowing clouds and spitting out fog and making two smoke rings from time to time, leisurely.

Seeing Yang Fan blushing and glaring in front of him, he said slowly: "Are you hungry?" ”

In a word, Yang Fan, who was still angry, immediately nodded with a smile on his face, and obediently followed behind Lan Ziyi, what a shame, the true colors of a man have already disappeared, and filling his stomach is more important than everything.

Yang Fan followed Lan Ziyi to a more famous Korean restaurant called Beijing, Lan Ziyi walked to the door of a private room with a familiar car, opened the door and entered first, Yang Fan also drooped his head and followed behind.

"Wow, Oba, Sister Ziyi, the handsome guy you found there. ”

A super high decibel word, Yang Fan heard the prestige, a tall girl stood and looked at herself, shoulder-length yellow wavy curly hair, palm-sized small face red lips, phoenix eyes, willow eyebrows, straight nose bridge, small nose tip small and exquisite, and there is a small red mole on the left side of the nose, wearing a denim shirt on the upper body, but the chest is still magnificent, very majestic, under a pair of black leather shorts, stockings wrapped in long legs like chopsticks, pedals on a pair of high-waisted Nike shoes, the whole person gives people a refreshing spring breeze, full of collagen, absolute fashionista。

Yang Fan was embarrassed to stare at the girl all the time, but in the short exchange of eyes, he actually saw something called lust in the eyes of this energetic girl, and as a result, he was defeated first, directly admitting defeat, and hurriedly greeted another person, and there was a cherry of his own acquaintance in the private room.

"SISTER CHERRY, YOU ARE ALSO HERE, THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING YOU ARRANGED, THANK YOU FOR YOUR KINDNESS, AND YOU WILL REPAY IT IN THE FUTURE. ”

Cherry has become accustomed to Yang Fan's way of speaking, "It's really a Buddha who relies on gold, people rely on clothes, I didn't dare to recognize you just when you came in, it's really a family sparrow turned into a phoenix, look at the expression of this beauty next to me, you have already begun to gain fans, after speaking, she pulled the fashionable beauty next to her."

"Meiyan, be reserved, don't be a nymphomaniac, let me introduce you, this man's name is Yang Fan is our new colleague, and we will use the DJ booth and purple clothes as lights in the future. ”

"My name is Kim Mi-yeon, and it's a pleasure to meet you. Before Cherry finished introducing herself, this girl directly stretched out her hand to introduce herself.

Don't look at Yang Fan's usual jokes, he always makes some colored jokes to fool others, but when it comes to the battle, he drops the chain, and he doesn't know what to do when he stands up and pokes it.

"Hold on, usually the old men call themselves, why are the girls chirping now? Holding a girl's hand is so ink, you don't respect others. Lan Ziyi seized the opportunity and despised Yang Fan.

Yang Fan actually wanted to hold it in his heart, such a beauty, he didn't want to say that it was nonsense, but at this moment, his brain was a little short-circuited, he couldn't control his body, he bit his tongue again, and stared at his eyes, at the moment when he just stretched out his hand, Jin Meiyan's hand had already come up, buzzing, white and tender, lubricated, delicate touch, this sour and refreshing is amazing. "Sister CHERRY, do you see it, Yang Fan is a genuine big pervert, a little rascal, he was still acting coy just now, his original form was revealed, hey, I said it stinky and shameless, why do you shake hands with two hands?"

Lan Ziyi's words, Yang Fan quickly withdrew his hand, nodded and smiled at Jin Meiyan and said, "Hello! ”

Jin Meiyan's little face was slightly red, "You look very handsome, classmate Yang Fan, do you have a girlfriend?" ”

Yang Fan listened to Jin Meiyan's words and felt that she couldn't speak Mandarin well, so he asked, "Are you a Korean girl?"

"No, I'm a girl from Seoul, South Korea. ”

Looking at the outstanding purple beauty in front of him, Yang Fan thought to himself, "Is this girl artificial or natural?"