Grumpy host, she just wants to do business

Chapter 524
The corners of Tan Sang's eyes were slightly raised, and he curled his lips into a chuckle. His face was so beautiful and noble that people didn't dare to look directly at him for no reason. His aura was too strong!
"People are always blind and mistake stones for pearls."

Why do they always feel that Tan Sang seems to be satirizing Lu Beiqi overtly and secretly?

Please remove the word "like", she is.

Of course, the host will not let go of this important matter of eating melons and continue to ask: "Then will Ms. Tan still fall in love?"

"Chi" chuckled.

The peach blossom eyes suddenly became very bright.

"Men only affect the speed at which I draw my sword."

This sentence is really beautiful. She only said that it affects the speed of drawing the sword, but she didn't directly say whether to talk about it or talk about it.It's pretty clever, and it's not in Tan Sang's original script.

The host saw that Tan Sang couldn't come up with anything to say here, so he asked Yan Jin the criteria for choosing a mate, everyone thought Yan Jin would not answer.Because brother Yan Jin is so cold and cold, there has never been any scandal around him for so many years.

So all the fans are very confident about Yan Jin.

I will definitely not provoke any beautiful young lady back.

Yan Jin would never do something like hooking up with a beautiful sister without saying a word.

Under the long eyelashes, the shallow pupils are like glazed tiles mixed with sunlight, shining brightly.Her slightly round eyes contained a hint of the laziness of a cat, and her lips bit her cheek lightly.Her fair and tender face was soft, as if someone would poke her.

"The standard you like?"

He frowned slightly and pursed his lips: "I don't have a standard of liking, all I care about is her liking standard."

Fans screamed.

What's going on with the swollen words?This unscientific!
Yan Yan obviously has someone he likes, and the meaning is very straightforward to tell them that this is unrequited love, maybe they are still on the way to chase her? !
What kind of girl can be so good?

The "excellent" girl is casually looking at the tea in the sun.Then silently count how many there are in my heart, and then calculate how many there are in the bottom of my heart.

From the corner of his eye, he saw a man in black in the audience rubbing against the movable table, smiling slightly with a lewd expression.

The man suddenly set off the cordon and rushed onto the stage, rushing towards...

Yan Jin? !

The only girl at the scene——Tan Sang was not raped? !
Do men like men these days?

bah bah bah.

Is this what they focus on? !
The accident happened, the staff didn't react, everyone seemed to have been pressed the prohibition button, and he was pulled behind.

Yan Jin looked at the wretched man in front of him inexplicably, and then raised his eyes to see Yan Jin kicking his crotch neatly, and slapping him with his backhand.

The familiar applause is always so fast. Whether it was before or now, she, Tan Sang, has a talent for attracting people, which most people can't learn.

But there was a hint of displeasure in the boy's drooping eyes.

He quickly took off his clothes and wrapped them around Tan Sang's legs. The young man's voice was slightly hoarse, but still calm and cool, which sounded unique and pleasing to the ear.

"My sister always forgets that she's still wearing a skirt."

He seriously wondered if girls who were fighting would forget that they were still wearing skirts? !
"security guard!"

Tan Sang turned around and shouted, "Call the police."

Originally, because of that wretched man, the fans at the scene were in chaos, and the host was also stunned.But now the scene is quiet.

Tan Sang's skin was clear and fair, spotless, she was wearing a black dress, and her eyes were sharp and moving.

The boy bent his legs slightly, and the clothes wrapped around the girl's slender and straight legs.

The sun fell on them, and because it was against the light, their facial features were hazy, but they were as beautiful as a picture scroll.

(End of this chapter)