I saw her pushing Xiao Yun's chest hard while waving her hands and hitting him repeatedly.

Feeling Lin Qiaoqiao's fierce resistance, the restlessness in Xiao Yun's body calmed down instantly.

This time, he suppressed the evil thoughts in his mind well and did not dare to be as forceful as last time.

After all, if this little pepper is offended, and she didn't call the police last time, it's possible that she will get angry and call the police this time.

After letting go of his hand, Xiao Yun raised his eyebrows and laughed, looking at Lin Qiaoqiao who was full of shame and anger as if demonstrating.

"It smells so good..."

"Get out! You bastard, get out of here right now!"

Lin Qiaoqiao's two little hands were squeezed tightly, her body was shaking with anger, and her beautiful eyes were already moist.

Why!

Why do I get angry every time I meet him?

Is this what one thing is all about?

"Didn't you ask me to stay yourself?" Xiao Yun laughed and deliberately licked his lips after speaking.

Lin Qiaoqiao was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood, so she grabbed the sieve cup on the table and threw it at Xiao Yun.

"Bang!"

As the sieve cup fell heavily to the ground, Xiao Yun fled in despair.

After running out of the box, Xiao Yun was in a good mood.

I picked it up and smelled it, and there was still some lingering fragrance.

That was the scent of Lin Qiaoqiao's expensive perfume.

This little pepper doesn't treat himself as a human being all day long, and he doesn't show any respect at all when he speaks.

This time I collected some interest from her, let’s see if she dares to do it in the future!

However, although Lin Qiaoqiao, this little pepper, is a bit unruly, she is still a real beauty, and today we finally have another sweet kiss.

Xiao Yun thought happily and walked back to the booth.

Returning to the booth, Xiao Yun couldn't help but laugh when he saw An Xiangrong sitting with his hands and feet tied up: "Brother An, are you here to meditate? Or are you here to drink?"

"Xiao Xiao, I don't want you to be so sarcastic." An Xiangrong smiled shyly.

"Aren't I worried about your life-long affairs? Brother An, you can't catch a girl like this?" Xiao Yun said jokingly.

"People may not necessarily like me..." An Xiangrong shook his head and smiled bitterly.

When Xiao Yun heard this, he was stunned. He quickly grabbed a handful of edamame and came forward with a smile: "I'll go, Brother An, do you... have a sweetheart?"

"Well, it's not really a sweetheart, it's just... I just admire..." An Xiangrong scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Who is it?" Xiao Yun raised his head and looked around, pointing at a girl in hot clothes diagonally opposite, and jokingly said: "Is it that one? Tsk, tsk, tsk, this figure, I think it's D-like, right?"

"Fuck you kid!" An Xiangrong blushed and patted Xiao Yun's head.

"Hey Brother An, seriously, which one do you like?"

An Xiangrong glanced at Xiao Yun, seeming extremely embarrassed.

He picked up the wine glass, raised his head suddenly, and drank it all in one gulp.

After a while, An Xiangrong scratched the back of his head and said hesitantly: "...I, I looked at Miss He just now, she was pretty good..."

When Xiao Yun heard this, he was a little surprised at first, but then he felt happy from the bottom of his heart.

An Xiangrong is an honest person, and He Xiaoyu is now much more mature and sensible. The two of them are quite a good match.

"You didn't tell me earlier. Brother An, after we finish drinking, the three of us will have a midnight snack together!" Xiao Yun volunteered to be the "matchmaker."

When An Xiangrong heard this, he waved his hands and said, "Forget it, forget it, how can anyone like me?"

Xiao Yun shook his head and smiled: "What's wrong with you? You have a nose and eyes, and your conditions are not bad."

"You brat, what are you talking about?" An Xiangrong scolded with a smile.

"Okay, Brother An, stop nagging. The three of us are going to have barbecue together later. We have agreed to behave well then." Xiao Yun hugged An Xiangrong.

"Xiao Xiao..." An Xiangrong glanced at Xiao Yun in frustration, then took a sip of wine and said, "I think Miss He is about the same age as you, right? I'm 31 this year.

Can you like me?"

"A man's forty-one flowers, Brother An, you are only in your early thirties, but you are still a flower! Besides, Xiaoyu is not a superficial woman who only cares about appearance."

"This, this is true..." An Xiangrong held the wine glass tightly with both hands, and smiled stupidly when he thought of He Xiaoyu's gentle look.


Chapter completed!