Yan Ran only felt that her scalp began to tingle, and then her body stiffened. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yes, she only answered briefly, and there was no problem with that. The problem is his voice.

"Miss Yan, are you okay?"

"Go away, don't touch me!"

Yan Ran took two steps back in horror, dodging his support.

If the first sentence was not enough for her to understand, then the second sentence was heard clearly and clearly!

It's a man's voice! A complete man's voice!

The low and sexy subwoofer, if it weren't for this voice coming from the body of this charming beauty in front of him, it would still be the voice that Yan Ran has the most affection for.

She struggled to sit up from the ground and patted the dust off her body.

"Ha, Miss Yan is scared?"

The beauty, oh no, it should be said that the man with the WeChat name An Feng lazily crossed Erlang's legs and squinted at her, his eyes seemed to be teasing.

"You...... Are you a man? ”

"Oh?"

An Feng picked the extremely delicately painted eyebrows, "It turns out that Miss Yan didn't see it at all?" It seems that my acting skills are really getting better and better. ”

"You...... Perverted! Yan Ran was speechless, lowered her voice and scolded in a low voice.

But although her voice was small, she was listened to by An Feng. The delicate face sank, and he looked down at his hands, "I thought that Miss Yan was a person who understood art. Although my performance is niche, it has been an art since ancient times. Miss Yan said that it was a pervert, isn't it too much? ”

Only then did Yan Ran realize that she had lost her words. In fact, if the person on the stage today was not him, she would appreciate his talent. But because of what happened before, I always feel weird when I get along with him now.

"I'm sorry." Yan Ran apologized softly: "Fang is my fault." ”

"It's okay, there are actually a lot of people who say I'm perverted." An Feng smiled easily.

That's it, even if he's on the stage, in real life, he also runs around in women's clothes, so it's strange not to be called a pervert!

Yan Ran suddenly thought of the scene when he needed to go into the men's toilet to relieve himself when he was in an emergency, and suddenly had goosebumps on his body.

"Mr. Anfeng, is it?"

He nodded, "An Feng is my stage name, my real name is An Jingyan, if you don't believe it or are interested, I can let you see my ID card later, you usually call me An Feng, Jingyan, pervert, whatever you like!" ”

It seems that this man's heart is quite big. Yan Ran's nerves, which had been tense, relaxed slightly.

"Mr. An, I appreciate your performance very much, I hope we can cooperate with each other in this cooperation, and I will do my best. It's just ......" she hesitated for a moment and bit her lower lip, "before that, can you answer the question we've been asking?" ”

"You should really be a person who breaks the casserole and asks the question...... An Jingyan held his forehead, and his other hand reached over and slowly broke off a few dark cards stuck on the back of his head, and then carefully took off the dark red highlight and big wavy wig he was wearing, held it on his hand and carefully combed it with his hands.

"Tell me, what do you think I mean?"

Yan Ran saw that he didn't say anything, and his hands unconsciously clenched "You...... Do you know my boyfriend? ”

"Who? Jiang Yuan? ”

"You really know!"

"I don't know."

"But you just said his name."

"What it looks like in your circle of friends."

An Jingyan shrugged her shoulders, looked innocently at Yan Ran, who was full of anger, and began to tear off her false eyelashes by herself, and then took out a leave-in makeup towel and began to remove makeup from the makeup mirror on the side little by little.

"Since you don't know him, what do you mean by those words?"

"This woman......" An Jingyan took off her eyebrows and glanced at Yan Ran, "The best ending is to find a good home, isn't it?" Your boyfriend is not suitable for you, so I have that advice......"

As he spoke, the makeup on his face had been removed relatively cleanly.

Yan Ran looked in the mirror, and when he took off his makeup, he was a white and clean young man, very young, and he looked beautiful and sunny.

The strange thing is that I don't know if his acting skills are too good or what, when he dresses up as a woman, he is still and moving. But now that the makeup has faded, the femininity on his body seems to have been washed away with the layer of rouge.

An Jingyan took off her skirt, and she was still wearing the usual men's racer vest and boxers. It may have been hidden in the skirt before, so Yan Ran didn't find it.

"How do you know my boyfriend isn't the right fit for me? You don't even know us. ”

"Hey!"

Yan Ran's eyes flickered, and at some point, An Jingyan actually turned around and rushed towards her, and when she reacted, his nose was about to touch hers.

"You ......" Yan Ran took a step back.

No one had ever been so rude to her, even though she was very handsome....... It seems to be better looking than Jiang Yuan, but neither of them knows each other very well, is it a bit too rude to rush up like this?

"Isn't it a person all the way," An Jingyan stretched out two fingers and poked his eyes, and then turned to Yan Ran and poked, "You can see it by your eyes." Miss Yan, do you believe it? Many things in this world are destined from the beginning, so some people will have husband and wife at a glance. You and your boyfriend...... Can't go to the end. ”

"Why!" Yan Ran was almost about to slap the table and stand up.

Only she knew in her heart what kind of existence Jiang Yuan was to her.

Since the two have met, it can be said that Yan Ran has relied on him very much, and with Jiang Yuan, he seems to play the role of all the men around him. He is like a father, an older brother, a lover, a lover......

Those who have enjoyed pampering will understand in their hearts that pampering in the true sense is not as pompous as those written in the president's article, such as pigeon eggs and big diamond rings and helicopter proposals. The woman who is immersed in sweet pampering is also cheesy with a little exaggeration. She could read the affirmation in the man's eyes, a ...... It's not an impulsive longing that you have to do.

A woman who has really loved understands how important it is for a woman to be just like that.

Women and men are different, there may be people who advocate a feminist society and enjoy the pleasure of playing with men and clapping, but the nature of women ...... Their nature is to chase love, to protect love, and to ...... Sacrifice for love.

Yan Ran once cried when she watched "Lust and Caution", and she almost jumped over the three meat scenes, but in the end, when Wang Jiazhi let Mr. Yi go and was finally executed, she shed tears. She felt that if she were Wang Jiazhi, she would do the same. Because in the jewelry store, what she saw in Mr. Yi's eyes was full of tenderness. In his eyes...... It's just her......

It is enough for a woman to know this.

And with such a look, Yan Ran could also see it on Jiang Yuan's side.

He is hers, and no one can take it away, it is the sense of security that his eyes give her......

"Because ......," An Jingyan smiled and tilted her head to look at her.

In fact, he is still very young, and he looks no more than two years older than Yan Ran, but for some reason he looks mature when he dresses up in women's clothes.

Just crooked his neck and smiled, revealing a tiger tooth, it was really sunny, this kind of youthful boy was very pleasing to girls.

But Yan Ran didn't like it at this time. Not only because he said that she and Jiang Yuan were not suitable before, but also because after he said this "because", he immediately came to her with an arrow step, grabbed her shoulders and forced her to the wall behind her, and stuck both sides with his hands to prevent her from moving.

"Because, we are a natural pair."

Yan Ran's mouth opened wide, and then gradually turned from shock to annoyance at the beginning, and then slapped it! Carrying his bag and leaving without looking back.

Real men never look back at explosions, and real women never look back at beaten hooligans.