Chapter Twelve Beautiful Stupid Woman (2)
When we arrived at the door of KFC, I really discovered a very strange rule. Most of the people who ate inside were children, and they were accompanied by their parents. It seems that KFC in this area is more attractive to parents bringing their children.
At noon, Yan Bing was accompanied by me and had a great time. The stewardess with a graceful figure actually packed a burger, three egg tarts, a pack of French fries, and two pairs of roasted wings. I sincerely admired her appetite. It seemed that I saw that she was very ladylike, and she was really unambiguous when eating, and she had a big appetite.
After drinking and eating, Yan Bing wiped her greasy mouth and immediately returned to her original lady. She smiled at me gracefully, making me feel a little intoxicated, and the temptation was always there.
After walking out of KFC, Yan Bing held my arm intimately and said coquettishly: "Tianchen, you are so nice, why don't we come here to eat in the evening..."
Hearing this, my cold sweat fell a little and said aggrievedly: "My ice pig, do you want to eat this every day?"
"If you don't recommend it, I still think about it."
“What if I suggest?”
"That girl is just a good woman and listen to men's words."
How can this sound so warm? Sometimes it feels so wonderful. What can a day turn into? Yan Bing and I feel like we have known each other a long time ago, and there is no gap at all. Could this be fate, or this is another angel arranged by God for me...
Walking on the street, our turnover rate is absolutely 100%. Yan Bing's agility has an angel-like face, a long floral dress, a snuggled up to me, and a little happy little woman, no matter who sees it, she will not help but look at it a few more words of praise.
Of course, I also have me in their appreciation. I, a blue man like the sea, have deep eyes with deep affection, but a little sadness on his smiling face. His mysterious eyes also have strange confidence and vicissitudes, and fatal lethality.
Three years ago today, I was still a little man, living a fairy tale life with Ruotong, and would smile on the streets to watch the fallen leaves and snow. Three years later, I became so mature and vicissitudes because of Ruotong's departure. I didn't expect to be taken to the street by an angel-like woman again, and we were so concerned in the crowd.
If it were normal, I would never stay on the street for a moment, nor would I be watched by everyone in such a crowd. I have always liked to deal with it in a low-key manner, but it is strange that today I actually like to be held by Yan Bing like this, and the bird leaned against her soft and elastic body, walking without a destination, and then I will forget the time and what else should I do, and I will only watch her around me become more and more beautiful. I like it more and more, and I like this feeling...
"Tianchen, sometimes I always wonder if we have known each other for a long time? Why am I not unfamiliar with you at all. It feels so wonderful to be with you. Do you think this is destined to be destined?" Yan Bing blinked her eyes, her slender and tight eyelashes flashed with light, and her thoughts were even more wonderfully overlapping with mine.
I knew Yan Bing was serious, and I should have answered seriously, but I suddenly wanted to make a joke about her and said to her with a smile: "Pig, I have this feeling too. To celebrate our understanding, why don't we kiss me again?" After that, I muttered my mouth. It seems that I have not made such a joke for many years, and all the innocence and happiness are guided like this.
As soon as I finished speaking, my waist and skin was brutally ravaged again. Yan Bing used her trump card and twisted me hard and said, "Hmph, a big pervert, I am innocent and innocent. I am very close to you today. I want to deprive me of my first kiss, but I have no way..."
This girl's "twisting magical skills" are really amazing. The so-called highest level of killing people without seeing blood is like this. When Yan Bing twisted, her expression on her face was still smiling proudly. Others could not see any signs of being ravaged.
"Okay, beauty, I know I'm wrong, so just spare me."
“This is almost the same…”
It turns out that a little lonely city suddenly has some vitality, a smile and a warm feeling of happiness. Is this the power of love?
The scenery on the road is not too beautiful. As long as Yan Bing is accompanied, I smiled and looked at the little things around me, and I love the traces of eternity everywhere.
Although I was wandering with the wind, Yan Bing seemed to have a purpose. She originally thought she was just a little woman who loves to play, but she didn't expect that she was still very considerate. When I came to the Armani men's clothing store, I hadn't turned around yet. This girl wouldn't take the free labor force and would come to shop wildly. But this seemed to be a men's clothing store, and there was no clothes she wanted, so I asked a little foolishly: "Bingbing, do you want to buy clothes for yourself? But all the clothes in it are worn by men."
Yan Bing seemed to like to blink at me very much, but because of her stunning beauty and her agile eyes were so lethal that I was confused by the electricity.
"Silly, I'm here to buy clothes for you. Did you forget that I burned your clothes at noon?"
Unexpectedly, Yan Bing kept the brand of my clothes firmly in his heart, and a hot current surged in his heart again. Even I almost forgot the brand of my clothes. The completely handmade suit comes from the world's top tailor MARK. The ubiquitous exquisiteness reflects the taste of men. Of course, the price is also amazing. I didn't expect to find the same clothes as me in this city, because I know very well how MARK is. If the other party's identity is not very special, he would never make such clothes...
Chapter completed!