Fang Yuanyuan: "............" money makes money.

But how did he know her name was Fang Yuanyuan?

Just as he was about to ask, he found that Qian Shengqian had already walked away, and at this moment, under the faint candlelight, only Yan Xiaoxi and her were left.

Fang Yuanyuan was uncomfortable for a moment, laughed twice, and said, "The scenery here is good." ”

They were on a small slope by the sea, about two meters high, and about half a meter ahead, the cross-border fence was the sea, and on each side there was a path leading to the beach below.

Yan Xiaoxi poured himself a glass of beer, leaned back on the chair, shook the wine glass with one hand, put one hand on the back of the chair, stretched out an index finger, and said, "There's a little crab there." ”

Fang Yuanyuan let out a loud shout, stretched out his head, and his two eyes quickly focused, immediately identifying the little crab brother who was running rampant on the sand.

The little crab brother seemed to feel a woman's wolf-like eyes, stopped and moved his bulging eyes, and then ran towards the beach as if he was thundering.

Fang Yuanyuan was willing to let the prey in his hand slip away like this, and the next tiger came out of the mountain and strode in front of the little crab brother, blocking its way.

The little crab brother immediately activated the emergency plan and ran sideways to the other end.

Fang Yuanyuan smiled and stretched out her claws, gradually approaching the little crab brother.

In the end, the little crab brother was invincible to the wolf-like woman after all, and was taken into the clutches of the devil.

Fang Yuanyuan, who had won the victory, laughed three times, sat back in his seat, and said, "Haha, I'm amazing, I can add food later." ”

Yan Xiaoxi said disdainfully: "It's just a little big, is it enough for you or enough for me to eat?" ”

Fang Yuanyuan stretched out his other hand and touched the belly of the little crab brother, and said, "It's a little bit of meat, I don't know if there's any more, grab another ten catties and eight catties and go back." ”

Yan Xiaoxi: "............"

Probably because they were VIP guests, the speed of their dishes on the table was very fast, but in a few minutes, large and small plates were already filled with a table.

Fang Yuanyuan looked at the various seafood delicacies on it, and his eyes widened.

Yan Xiaoxi frowned and said, "Please put your head farther away, don't drip saliva into the dishes." ”

Fang Yuanyuan didn't care, picked up his chopsticks and picked up a charcoal-grilled oyster, put it on the plate in front of him, and prepared to start.

However, at this time, the little crab brother in her other hand obviously affected her eating movements, and in a dilemma, she could only ask Yan Dashen for help, and said, "Do you have anything to pretend?" ”

Yan Xiaoxi glanced at her, scolded the stupid in a low voice, and then drank the wine in the cup casually and handed it forward.

Fang Yuanyuan hesitated: "You don't drink anymore?" ”

Yan Xiaoxi said: "I'll ask the waiter to take another one." ”

Fang Yuanyuan then put the little crab brother in and started tonight's feast.

Half an hour later, the table was already in a mess, Fang Yuanyuan ate the last prawn, and leaned back on the chair to touch his swollen stomach contentedly, what rhythm, it seems that he has been eating more and more recently, and he can't eat enough rhythm at all.

At the other end, Yan Xiaoxi sat elegantly on the chair, the yellow liquid swayed in the wine glass with the movement of his fingers, he looked directly at the satisfied woman opposite, and then looked at the empty plate on the table, and was very surprised at how her belly grew.

"......" Fang Yuanyuan picked up the cup and took a sip of the drink, and burped without any image.

Yan Xiaoxi: "How can a woman like "............" get married.

Then he frowned, so to speak, she was already married, and the person who married him was himself.

Yan Dashen also began to doubt his decision at that time, how could he let go and marry her? There is no trace of temperament as Mrs. Yan at all!

What did you think at the time, the ancestor of the Yan family, he must get married before the age of twenty-eight, and he is twenty-seven years old this year, after being annoyed by his mother for three months, one stormy night, he took a shower and lay on the bed/, thinking that sooner or later he would marry a woman who looked a little easier to bully and was ready-made, so he decided.

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