Leo viciously made another mark in the dark history of the little thing, a fish, well, a big, big fish, as fierce as a shark, and as big as a whale.

After careful calculation, the little thing already owed him a lot of things, two burned-out gold-plated kettles, three bottles of golden whiskey that flowed outside the wine glass, etc., etc., and by the way, a handsome face that he shaved when he shaved in the morning!

In the end, this is simply a priceless treasure, a poor little thing, even if it is in the next life, the next life, and it will not be able to pay off the cattle and horses for him all the time.

The mobile phone suddenly vibrated and spun slightly on the smooth deck, Leo let go of his hand, and with a snap, the fishing rod worth 100,000 US dollars fell into the water, he didn't even look at it, and picked up the phone directly, little thing: Sir, what are you doing?

Leo glanced at the fishing rod that slipped into the sea, and his handsome face blackened, what do you say? Say that your fishing rod fell into the sea?

No, no, how could such a stupid and humiliating thing be done by him.

Leo replied reservedly and coldly: I just bought a Van Gogh painting and am admiring it.

Ahem, the brochure sent by Sotheby's auction house yesterday seems to have a posthumous work of Van Gogh's first appearance in it? Wait a minute, just call the broker to buy it.

Out of courtesy, he politely asked: What about you, what are you doing?

Bastard, why did you not send him a message for so long, so that he dragged her into the blacklist three times again!

Jian Han is almost immune to Mr. SOS's daily life of showing off her wealth, she is now completely immersed in her mood, and can't wait to share it with others: I am very excited now, and I am on my way to meet my male god!

Leo looked at the news he had just received, his two light golden eyebrows immediately wrinkled, and he read out the voice word by word: veryveryhandsomeman?

Very, very, handsome, man?

Damn, is there a more handsome man in the world than him?

Without saying a word, Leo directly pulled his only friend on the Fororld website into the blacklist for the one hundred and eighth time.

After waiting for a while, without waiting for Mr. SOS's answer, Jian Han sighed lonely, hey, it's so difficult to find someone to share the joy! It felt like she had won the Olympics and the audience was empty.

Forget it, she went directly to watch the male god's Weibo, the male god is too stingy, he only posted a Weibo once in a few days, and there is no update record today, Jian Han simply rubbed and knelt and licked the stills sent by the male god before, and gave each photo a thumbs up for the two hundred and sixteenth time.

When she was busy, the car drove for more than an hour, and when she arrived at Dongfang Wen's single-family villa, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

Jian Han got out of the car, looked up at the small courtyard in front of him, the two-story villa hidden in the small garden with green shadows, the house is not big, it is exquisite, standing at the gate of the garden, you can see at a glance the whole wall facing the sea, all of which are transparent large glass windows.

The hollowed-out wrought iron garden door was hidden, Jian Han pushed the door directly, didn't take two steps, and saw the man under the vine, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Fang Qinghan was wearing a white shirt, which perfectly matched his heroic and tall posture, a rare pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, his handsome face was hidden in the shadow of the vines, a little fire at the corner of his lips was looming, and his face was also hidden from time to time, revealing an indescribable gloom.

Jian Han's heart throbbed faintly, as if in the blink of an eye, the man in front of her would completely disappear from her face, and she blurted out: "Mr. Fang-"

Fang Qinghan raised his eyebrows, and when he saw Jian Han, he was also slightly stunned, he immediately extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand and slowly walked out from under the grape trellis.

The sun poured out, the white shirt on his body seemed to become transparent, and the upper and lower parts of his body were plated with a layer of gold, and his face was calm, and he once again became the handsome and elegant Fang Yingdi in Jian Han's memory.

He said with some surprise: "The specially invited child that Dongfang Wen said is you?"

Jian Han laughed twice and acquiesced to Dongfang Wen's address to her.

Fang Qinghan squinted slightly, looked at the girl in front of him who was shyly and smiling, and chuckled, there was really no resemblance, it seemed that he really thought too much.

Fang Qinghan waved his hand and took the lead in walking towards the villa: "Let's go, you came just right." ”

Jian Han followed behind him, looking at Fang Qinghan's back, his shoulders were very wide, but not thick, the hem of the white shirt was tucked into the pants, showing that his waist was getting thinner and thinner, and his strong buttocks with two long legs were one and a half steps towards her.

Jian Han was stunned, the male god's legs were so long, and she took such a long step, but she was not tired at all when she followed the male god.

She took a closer look and found that Fang Qinghan deliberately paused every two steps, such a slowdown was enough for her to keep up with the other party's speed.

Jian Han couldn't help but scream in his heart, and he couldn't wait to tell the world - my male god is so handsome and considerate, it's just perfect, don't want it!

It was not far from the small garden to the villa, and before Jian Han's eyes could appreciate enough, he had already arrived outside the living room, stood at the door, and clearly heard the dispute of the people inside.

"I bet, Fang Bad will definitely go, as soon as Fang Bad leaves, you three are fart, and my sister will collapse casually, so I'll let you go!"

"Dongfang Wen, you should also pay attention to your image, if Fang Fang really leaves, he will definitely be smoked by you."

Jian Han's eyes lit up suddenly, the male god's friend really called him Fang Fang, so can she also call him Fang Fang?!

Fang Qinghan coughed twice, interrupting the childish actions of his friends, he was really afraid that if he didn't speak up again, these actors and actresses would lose all their face.

Fang Qinghan stood at the door of the living room and said calmly: "Dongfang, your little friend is here." ”

Jian Han took a horizontal step and turned out from behind Fang Qinghan, seeing the form in the room clearly, he couldn't help but be stunned.

She thought that Dongfang Wen's salon must be playing deafening music, a group of handsome men and beautiful women swaying wildly on the dance floor, Dongfang Wen was wearing a red high-fork backless dance dress, holding a wine glass in one hand and a cigarette in the other, shaking her head wildly in the middle of the dance floor.

The truth is not at all what she thinks!

In the Mediterranean-style living room, there are four sets of fabric sofas, which happen to be in a circle, with golden sunflowers mixed with small green leaf patterns, which look very comfortable, and each sofa has a bunch of soft pillows, which make people want to bury themselves in it.

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