Stubborn, arrogant, straightforward, and really a little princess sick.

She is a typical young lady who grew up in a wealthy and harmonious family environment and was spoiled since childhood.

The influence of the original family on children's personality has been discussed in many psychological works, so it is not difficult for Wang Yan to retweet.

With Miss He's personality, it is difficult to arouse her interest by using conventional means.

Her needs for material enjoyment do not need to be met through the external environment at all, so her motivation to seek externally is very low.

For her, "fun" itself is definitely more meaningful than bets.

"So should we play that game? Just take it as a test of tacit understanding?"

After being silent for a long time, when He Miaomiao began to feel less comfortable, Young Master Wang suddenly said something highly targeted, which was visible to the naked eye. Miss He paused and her eyes lit up.

Of course, the mouth is still hard.

"Who wants to have a tacit understanding with you?"

Wang Yan’s charity smile - it’s not a bad sentence, it’s the official smile when charity is being done.

"Friends can also have tacit understanding... At most, I will add a little more bet: When my villa is renovated, please come to BBQ and I will barbecue for you in person."

He Miaomiao's interest became stronger, but she was still pursuing her last stalking.

"What's the condition for the meat you roasted with? "

Wang Yan didn't say nonsense, and directly called out Ruyu's group of sculpts' circle of friends and found a photo.

The picture is a steaming skewers, with the words "Brother Wang baked it with his own hands, and it is delicious unprecedented!"

"Gudong..."

Miss He swallowed a saliva and was finally moved.

"real?"

“Master.”

Mr. Wang looked handsome with confidence, but He Miaomiao believed it.

"Okay, I'll bet with you!"

Once she is reserved, she is more active than anyone else.

Immediately asked the waiter to bring two pieces of paper and two pens, protect the paper with his left hand, and start writing and drawing on the paper with his right hand.

“It’s all within 5 points, right?”

"Um."

"Is 100 points a perfect score to love?"

"It can be understood so."

"Then you will lose!"

"Don't be too proud, narcissism is easy to get hurt."

Wang Yan was not in a hurry to write, and he interfered with her with a smile, and received a big roll of eyes.

But rolling her eyes cannot help her solve the problem. I don’t know how entangled she would be when she was not playing. Now, she truly felt that kind of dilemma.

Guess how much a boy has to like himself... How to guess?!

If you guess high, you will seem narcissistic.

Guessing low, it seems cowardly.

I, He Miaomiao, was so coaxed by the stars of the boys. Who doesn’t like me?!

But Wang Yan, a dead fox, is usually treacherous and slippery, and has a hard time thinking. Do you like me?

Ah, bah, bah!

Like it is definitely like it, the key is the degree...

Or, guess in the middle?!

Ahhh, so tangled!

"Okay! I'll count this! Hurry up, hurry up!"

After a long time of struggling, He Miaomiao finally "calculated" a number, slapped the pen, and urged him nervously and anxiously.

Wang Yan has not started writing yet. He heard this and wrote a number casually.

He Miaomiao stopped working: "Hey, why are you so hasty?!"

"I've guessed it long ago..."

"Are you sure? You promised you think seriously?!"

"uh-huh."

"Then can I change it?"

"Yes, but I guess you will become more and more biased as you change."

Miss He suddenly fell into a state of entanglement again. After a long time, she stroked her hair irritably: "Hey, don't change it anymore, just do it!"

She looked very funny when she stroked her hair from front to back, and she looked very irritable.

Wang Yan laughed: "Then let's show the answer! My answer is 72 points, what about you?"

O(≧口≦)O!

He Miaomiao looked at Wang Yan's paper and then his answer, and was stunned in disbelief.

"How could it be...what is it?"

It aroused Wang Yan's curiosity: "How many points?"

He Miaomiao looked up at Wang Yan, then looked down at the answer, and suddenly covered the paper with both hands, and the ball was about to destroy the evidence.

He was still shouting: "How many points do you care about? Isn't it okay if I admit defeat?!"

Young Master Wang was quick-witted and jumped up with his eyes and his hands. He stretched out his middle finger and gently flicked He Miaomiao's back of his right hand, and then gently pinched He Miaomiao's left wrist with his other hand.

The force was very coincidental, and she didn't hurt her, but she snatched the ball of paper over.

"Ahhhh!"

He Miaomiao was so scared that she screamed loudly, and she was about to rush towards Wang Yan after she walked out of the chair.

"Stupid hooligan, please give me back! You are not allowed to see!"

As a result, as soon as he jumped up less than 20 cm, the fighting Wang stretched out a finger and pressed it back on his forehead.

Lei Ran unfolded the paper ball and took a look, Wang Yan burst into laughter.

"Hahaha……"

A big 85-point score was left there, and there was a line of small words underneath: Love me in your heart and you can't speak! Men, they all want to save face!

There is another line of small characters that have been ticked off on the small characters: above friendship, not enough likes? No, right!

A row of small numbers × were scattered, and all those points were cleared.

xswl!

He Miaomiao was so laughed that she wanted to bite people, and slammed the table and headed straight for Wang Yan.

The eldest young master was so happy that he squatted on the ground, and the eldest lady rushed over and started to hammer.

Without two pounds of strength, he only dared to pat his back. Wang Yan let her vent her vent and laughed at herself.

"Ouch! Why are you so narcissistic?! I still love you, but it's hard to speak... Hahahaha!"

"Wang Yan!"

He Miaomiao screamed, trembling with anger: "We have become enemies!"

"Yeah, OK...hahahaha!"

Miss He couldn't hold back her face, so she threw her arm and turned around and wanted to leave.

Wang Yan couldn't watch anymore, so he quickly grabbed her, grabbed her shoulder and pressed her back to the chair.

"What are you doing? You are a little fairy, you can't afford to play..."

"Who can't afford to play? I'll give you my phone, and you can delete the file yourself!"

He Miaomiao pushed her phone forward and carried her bag and packed her things with a cold face.

"Did it quickly! I don't want to have dinner with you anymore, I hate it!"

"Who hates it? Brother is the beauty of the Star Master School and has a girlfriend. Isn't it sincerity to like you with 72% of my heart?"

Young Master Wang made jokes and changed concepts very well, and He Miaomiao was frightened all of a sudden.

In the percentage system, 72 points are considered 72%, nothing wrong.

Wang Yan’s popularity among Star Masters is not fake.
To be continued...