"When you were eight years old, you got lost in the little park at home and almost fell into the pool."

The second knife pierced the heart.

"When you were ten years old, you followed your mother to the mall, but you didn't follow your mother, you got lost in the mall, and when you found you, you had a handful of snot and tears."

The third knife, the wife is too heart-piercing.

"Daddy, don't talk about it." Xia Tingran pulled out the note.

"You go with me to pay homage to your birthday first, and when the birthday banquet begins, you can go to the hotel's 1212 private rooms to find Han Gongzi."

"Uh-oh." Xia Tingran dragged her skirt and walked side by side with her father.

"Eh, this is Mr. Xia's daughter, right? How beautiful is it? Don't know Fang Ling? A greasy middle-aged man rubbed his hands and looked at Xia Tingran with squinting eyes.

Xia Tingran's goosebumps rose when she was watched.

She glared at her mercilessly, what are you looking at?

The man seemed to be very interested in Xia Tingran, and his eyes always stayed on Xia Tingran's body, and he didn't look away for a long time.

"This uncle, I'm sixteen this year." Xia Tingran smiled and nodded.

The middle-aged man still looked at Xia Tingran with squints, and said greasyly, "It's only sixteen years old, and it's really mature." ”

Xia Tingran gritted her teeth, holding this man's villain in her heart, piercing it like Mama Rong.

I'll stab you to death, dead fat pig, disgusting, nasty.

That man wouldn't know what Xia Tingran was thinking, and if he knew, he would probably be mad.

Xia Tingran smiled politely at the man, and the man's gaze became even bolder, looking at the bulge on Xia Tingran's chest.

Xia Tingran didn't wear revealing dresses, unlike the clothes worn by those daughters, as if they weren't wearing them, squeezing the hooks on their chests one by one, for fear that others wouldn't see that they had breasts.

Xia Tingran was wearing a very simple plain skirt, with a few small blue flowers printed on the skirt, a big blue bow tied around her waist, and no fat around her waist.

She is only sixteen years old, and she has everything she should have, which makes those women envious.

This is also the reason why she recruits black in the entertainment industry, she is so young, but her body is so hot.

It's not a bad family woman at all.,There's no pure appearance of a high school student.。

With this bewitching face, you can't tell how many men have slept with you.

Xia Tingran wore such a simple skirt with a beautiful face, and there was no trace of disobedience.

People are sexy, and everything they wear is sexy.

Xia Tingran: Blame me, it's also my fault that I'm too beautiful.

The middle-aged man had a dirty thought in his heart.

This Xia Hao's daughter is really, if she can get to her, she will have no regrets in life.

The middle-aged man has long been married, and his son is about the same age as Xia Tingran, and he is also considered a rich man, often supporting those poor high school students.

Because those high school students have no money, they are also willing to be supported by middle-aged men.

The middle-aged man's wife also knew what he did, and she could only turn a blind eye.

Seeing Xia Tingran, the middle-aged man felt that the women he slept with were not one-tenth as beautiful as Xia Tingran.

At this time, the holy old man came over with a cane, and Father Xia hurriedly stepped forward to help, "Holy old man, how is your health lately?" ”

The Xia family and the Holy Family are old friends, not as good as the Holy Family and the Su Family, and they can be regarded as business partners.

"It's good." The holy old man said with a smile.

Father Xia helped the holy old man and sighed, "You have to pay attention to your body, I can bring you something good today, I brought you a century-old ginseng, not as exaggerated as the thousand-year-old ginseng in the TV series, ginseng only has a lifespan of four hundred years......"

Father Xia was greedy for the holy old man, and unconsciously walked away......

Leaving Xia Tingran messy in place: Dad, you forgot your daughter.