Long hair shawl, standard Germanic blond hair, the figure of the beautiful woman is very tall, and there is nothing to say about her appearance, even if the beauties Zhuo Yang has seen are in a basket and pile, the one in front of her is also considered to be superior.

It's just that Zhuo Yang doesn't know her.

The beauty looked at Zhuo Yang with a curious and cute expression, very playful. Out of politeness, Zhuo Yang quickly stood up from his chair, and men are always very polite at first when facing beautiful women.

"Hello, I'm Zhuo Yang, may I ask who you are?" When you stand up, you can see it more clearly. The girl is not very old, she should not be more than twenty, but her height is really not low, it is estimated that she can at least be on an equal footing with Zhuo Yang in high heels, and she feels that she should be a little taller than Beverly. This height is very unusual even in Germany, where women's height is ahead of Europe.

"Hello, Zhuo Yang, you don't know me, but I know you." The girl's voice was beautiful, as sweet and beautiful as her countenance. The skin on the face is smooth as fat, and the enlarged pores that are common to European women are not visible, and although it is not clear whether it is superb makeup or natural beauty, it is very pleasing to the eye.

No man would refuse such a beautiful and lovely pick-up, Zhuo Yang smiled. "Will I have the honor of knowing your name?"

The girl also smiled: "I'm Sarah Blandner, and I'm also your fan." Sarah tilted her head. You looked so cute in a daze just now. ”

"Hello, Sarah. The way you are dressed today is also very cute, very flattering to you. Sarah was dressed in baby pink, including casual cloth shoes. Such a hello-kitty, coupled with her Lori face, is completely a model of an extremely cute and cute girl.

Idle is idle, Zhuo Yang chatted with Sarah. The girl was obviously very talkative, and she was not angry at all, nor did she have any scheming, and within a few minutes, she took the initiative to pour her details clean for Zhuo Yang.

Sarah Brandner is only 18 years old, a German who is still in high school at the Obermensinger School in Munich. However, Sarah is not an ordinary high school girl, she is already well-known in the modeling industry, she is not hot, and she is also a promising potential young model.

The height is 181, which confirms Zhuo Yang's judgment, and Beverly's bare feet are only 'only' 180. With such a tall figure and such a good figure, it is intolerable not to be a model.

It's always pleasant to make small talk with beautiful women, but Sarah is not Zhuo Yang's type of person, except for chatting to pass the time waiting for the pig's peeing, Zhuo Yang doesn't have the slightest superfluous idea about Sarah.

Sarah secretly skipped class and went shopping today, and she was attracted by Zhuo Yang's daze from afar, after all, it is rare to see a handsome guy in public who is as cute as a sloth, let alone a big star like Zhuo Yang.

Although he didn't have any love for beauty, while chatting, Zhuo Yang's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he remembered something. So, then Zhuo Yang opened up the topic, used his three-inch incorruptible tongue, and chatted the sky to the sky, making Sarah keep 'giggling'. His only purpose is to keep Sarah and wait for the piglet to come back.

After a while, the little pig returned, and it was clear that he had experienced a long urine. I heard him talking to himself from afar.

"They all say that this man can't hold his, and a woman can't hold his pee, but I'm a man, you know, why can't I hold my pee? It's not like I'm so young ...... prostate" Seeing Zhuo Yang and a beautiful woman with a beautiful woman, the little pig suddenly braked his mouth, and instantly turned into a personable jade son.

"Hey, Zhuo Yang, have you been waiting for a long time? The Persian pastels over there made me stay a little longer, you know, I've always been interested in these things that have an artistic connotation. …… Who is this? ”

Zhuo Yang and Sarah held back their laughter and stared at him like this. However, as a wonderful flower in the pickle girl world, the little pig is as thick as a shield, and he does not feel embarrassed at all, but tilts his head and looks at them with a sincere face.

Sarah couldn't help it at first, and laughed out loud. Little Pig took the opportunity: "Zhuo Yang, take a step to speak." He pulled his arm to the side.

"What? A soak of urine hooked up? Little Pig solemnly said: "Is it your girl?" ”

Zhuo Yang smiled obscenely: "No~~, this is your girl!" ”

Piggy's eyes lit up: "What do you mean?" ”

"Let's not talk about anything else, how about this girl first? Is it your favorite type? Zhuo Yang asked him.

"Yes, yes! This figure, this appearance, is definitely my dish, you know. ”

"Young master, I said yesterday that I would compensate you a girl, how about it, if you talk about it, I will cash it out for you today." Zhuo Yang dragged the little pig two steps away. "I have inquired clearly, I have an innocent background and a cheerful personality. Lori, Shui Ling, Meng, I said little pig, just now I was about to say that my mouth was bald before I left her to wait for you to pee, and the rest of the things should be yours. ”

The little pig listened with his eyebrows fluttering and nodding frequently. "Zhuo Yang, you're so interesting, you know. I forgive you for yesterday's incident, but I don't have such a caring brother as you. ”

"Amir, rush!"

"Hi, beauty. I'm Bastian Schweinsteiger, I think you know me, you can call me Piggy, my friends call me that. Zhuo Yang is my friend, you know, among my friends, he is the most incompetitive. If this guy said anything abrupt just now, I apologize to you on his behalf......"

Zhuo Yang: "......"

Sarah smiled: "Piggy......, I'm Sarah Brandna, giggle...... You're so cute...... Giggle......"

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Piggy bought the chair and got on with Sarah. The three of them were about to break their legs on Maximilian Avenue in the afternoon, and Zhuo Yang couldn't find a chance to interject at all, and listened to the chatter of Piggy and Sarah throughout the whole time. If it weren't for Zhuo Yang who said very resentfully: I'm dying of hunger. The devil knows how long this street will last.

After eating Bavarian smoked sausages together, this thing is called 'Bangbang Meat' in Xi'an. Piggy said she was going to 'Ibiza', and Sarah clapped her hands: yes, yes!

Zhuo Yang skimmed the dog man and woman who had already met his eyes, and said that he had something to do and wanted to go back to Milan immediately. He had already figured out that no matter what the two men said, he would resolutely refuse to use a light bulb and resolutely refuse to be fed dog food.

Sarah was pretending to be polite, and the little pig didn't mean to keep him at all.

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In the middle of the night, Zhuo Yang slept on the bed on the shore of Lake Como and was woken up by a text message, and there was only one word sent by the little pig: take it!

didn't turn on the lights, Zhuo Yang lay on the bed and stared at the black ceiling, and couldn't help but admire the little piggy pickle girl's hand holding the handle, he never had the ability of a brother. In his thoughts, he gradually fell back asleep. In the dream, Zhuo Yang saw the beautiful pair of water-cutting autumn pupils that had been appearing in his dreams again.

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