Slag Girl Illustrated Book

Ruan Xihe:......

After the chief consul asked this question, the two men looked at her at the same time.

Hey, it's really a Hongmen banquet. I knew she wouldn't be here anymore. It's so fragrant to have dinner with Lin Dong Changming and the others, so I have to come here to stir the water.

"Marriage, hahaha, it's too early to get married. My dad used to fortune telling me. I have to get married at the age of 32. Otherwise, I won't be able to make money for a lifetime." Ruan Xihe said nonsense without changing his face. Knowing to give Yan Fufeng face.

After eating so many things from others, you can't give him back the sign!

Ruan Xihe has always had a conscience.

Therefore, she has a sincere expression on her face.

The chief consul's expression really believed it.

He immediately looked at Yan Fufeng’s expression with unabashed sympathy. After all, no one knew Mr. Yan’s Xiaojiao wife in Australia. Now Xiaojiao’s wife is about to get married in her thirties. Doesn’t Mr. Yan have to wait until she’s in her forties. Hey, this is the poor one.

"When she is willing, when will we get married." Yan Fufeng smiled, and I don't know who said this to anyone present.

He Nanxian only feels that the food in this restaurant is really unpalatable. The chefs have a bad sense of taste. The green vegetables are still sour and unpalatable.

"Mr. Yan is really fond of Ms. Ruan Ruan. We are the good man in Australia City but Mr. Yan." The chief consul was flattering innocently.

After a while, seeing that He Nanxian hadn't spoken all the time, he thought that he was left out in the cold, so he hurriedly spoke.

"The chefs of the restaurant in Lisboa are all invited here with a lot of thought, but the taste may be different from that of the mainland, don't you know your eating habits?" The chief consul said this very politely.

"Very good, the mainland and the Australian city are both in the same family. I'm not used to talking about it." He Nanxian looked at the chief consul and smiled more gently.

Ruan Xihe didn't dare to look at He Nanxian openly, lest outsiders could see the clues, that is, now he talks, everyone is looking at him, Ruan Xihe can look at him.

Inexplicably, I think my brother is like this now, smiling like a Widowmaker.

When the chief consul heard He Nanxian's words, a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Yes, yes, it's all a family. Look at me. I was so happy to see the sir today. I can't express the meaning of what I said."

The chief consul quickly remedied it. He wanted to pretend to naturally clamp the lamb on the table, but he couldn't clamp it with his hands. In the end, there was a "click" and the chopsticks fell on the table.

"Don't be nervous, I'm all my own today, so I can eat at will." He Nanxian personally put a chopsticks on the consul's lamb.

The consul's hands are shaking more severely. This is so unforgiving, oh no, it should be flattered!

"Sir, sir, you, you are so kind!"

He Nanxian's attitude remained the same, and his voice was gentle and tight: "It's all a family."

"Yes, yes, it's all a family." The chief consul's back was wet.

Huh, huh! (┯_┯)

Ruan Xihe wanted to laugh a little, so he secretly raised his eyes and glanced at He Nanxian.

This is really the first time I have seen such a brother. He is so powerful that I am a little excited!

He Nanxian happened to be watching her too, and the little girl hurriedly lowered her head.

Yan Fufeng pursed her lips, and handed a peeled shrimp to her lips.

She didn't care too much, opened her mouth as instinctively, and ate the shrimp into her mouth, touching his fingertips with the tip of her tongue.

Yan Fufeng's Adam's apple rolled slightly.

He Nanxian smiled and squeezed his chopsticks tightly.

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In the afternoon, He Nanxian left, and Yan Fufeng accompanied her to play one by one in the casino. Both Lin Dong and Changming felt that Liu Ye was a real loser in front of Miss Ruan Ruan...

That money is really scattered out of life.

Once the chip is exchanged, it is one hundred million. Press it and give it to Miss Ruan Ruan.

If you lose the sixth master, you will go to Miss Ruan Ruan if you win.

giao!

They also want to eat soft rice that is so oily and not greasy, but it's a pity.

This round was a big start, and Ruan Xihe was in a state of spectating at first.

But seeing Yan Fufeng played two rounds and itchy hands.

The man patted his leg and looked at her with a smile: "Sit down, this one for you to play with?"

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