If you don't plan well, how can you get into her blue eyes.

Take 10,000 steps back.

There is also a pearl jade like Xiao Erye in front, plus they have experienced several lives and deaths in Panlong Mountain, the friendship between life and death can be compared to ordinary feelings!

The most important thing is that although the little lady is quiet on the surface, he keenly feels that after the trip to Panlong Mountain, she no longer hates Xiao Erye as much as before.

Because, before Panlong Mountain, the little young master scolded Second Master Xiao for not being a good brother, and nine times out of ten, the little young lady would nod!

And, after Panlong Mountain, the little young master said bad things about Second Master Xiao several times, but instead of nodding, her brows would wrinkle slightly.

Therefore, if nothing else, the little master's arrangement, I am afraid that the bamboo basket will be empty!

The hairy boy who has not entered the WTO deeply, no matter how good he is, he can't compare to Xiao Erye, who has the friendship of life and death and is full of charm!

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Kyoto is big, but the traffic during rush hour is very poor.

Chidori Ice Rink, which is obviously a half-hour drive, drove for 50 minutes.

Fortunately, Zhang Yifan is in a good mood today, if he had put it aside, he would have already changed lanes with Feige.

"Brother Qian, look, Kyoto is not particularly prosperous! This big road is like Huaihai Road in Haishi, and a handsome supercar comes out at every turn. Zhang Yifan was worried that Song Qianqian was bored, so he thought about the funny nature of Fa'er.

Song Qianqian bowed her head slightly, "Hmm! It's quite prosperous! ”

Zhang Yifan wanted to boast about the nearby high-rise buildings and tell them allusions, but was interrupted by a mobile phone ringtone. 89 Books

It was Zhang Muzhi's phone.

Since he came home from his last vacation and saw his grandfather, he went back to work, and he hadn't heard his scolding for a long time.

"Why don't you understand?" Song Qianqian saw Zhang Yifan frowning and puzzled about the phone, so he asked strangely.

"It's my dad!" Zhang Yifan frowned, "It is estimated that he has woken up from the joy of reuniting his relatives and is going to start teaching me a lesson as an unfilial son!" ”

"......" Song Qianqian thought of Zhang Muzhi's obsession with Zhang Yifan studying medicine, and silently lit a candle for Zhang Yifan in his heart, praying that he would not be beaten this time.

Duan Fei couldn't help it, "Little Master, you still take it from Malier!" If the young master wants to teach you a lesson, it will be useless for you to run to the edge of the sky! ”

"Hey......" Zhang Yifan sighed sadly, "It's all babies too, why am I so unlucky?" ”

"......" Song Qianqian and Duan Fei glanced at each other in tacit understanding, and they all lowered their heads and snickered.

"Hey! Dad! Zhang Yifan showed a mouthful of big white teeth, trying to make himself smile naturally.

"Stinky boy, what about you? Get the hell out of here! Zhang Muzhi's high voice instantly burst out of his mobile phone.

The big Song Qianqian and Duan Fei both listened to it so really!

"Dad!" Zhang Yifan pursed his lips aggrievedly and moved his phone aside.

"It's useless to call grandpa!" Zhang Muzhi shouted: "Do you think that if you hug your grandfather's thigh, I won't clean you up?" Hmph, boy, you think too much of you! ”

"Dad!" Zhang Yifan suddenly became serious and said in a deep voice: "I understand your feelings very well, but you shouldn't joke about seniority!" You're my dad, not my grandpa! If I really listen to you and call you grandpa, then grandpa will definitely beat us two unworthy children to death! ”