When Wang Yan set out in the dusty and dusty horse-worn Wrangler, He Xiaolu was thinking about what clothes to wear at home.

Since she came back from Wang Yan's birthday party, she has pestered her sister to buy her a little red dress.

At this moment, I finally couldn't help but change and looked around in the mirror.

The material of the little red skirt is very good, with the top of it and the bottom of it looks like a calyx. Its strengths are as good as ankles, and a small piece of the thigh is exposed on the shortcomings.

With a gentle twist of his waist, the hem of his skirt rotated like a blooming flame.

Very beautiful.

It's a pity... I don't have any breasts.

He Xiaolu looked at herself in the mirror with distress, with long hands and feet, thin arms and legs, like a willow strip that had just sprouted.

No matter how you wear it, it won’t be sexy, and the bright red loses the rest of the possibilities.

"Is it true that it's not possible?"

The little fairy muttered unwillingly, took off her little red skirt, gritted her teeth, and changed into a JK uniform.

In May, her bare legs were still very cold, so she felt at ease wearing a pair of white stockings.

He compared a V in front of the mirror, smiled brightly, and his youthful vitality immediately began to gush outward.

"Oh~ni~chan!"

She bit out a stress "horrorously", and made a cute five-shot shot in front of the mirror, and was finally satisfied.

"Okay, carry on the young and tender to the end! Good dog, do you want to tear me apart?"

"ha!"

She gestured and shot her in the mirror.

There was an elusive smile on his face and his eyes were calm and deep.

No one understands what she is thinking, Wang Yan doesn't understand, and He Meng has never understood it.

Everyone just thinks that it is normal for girls of this age to be a little weird, and the innocence of little girls never needs a reason.

So Wang Yan just thought she likes to play and play, and perhaps she has a little admiration for herself.

But, is this really the case?

Until the end, there will be no answer to the question.

...

Brother Dog parked the car downstairs and walked into the lobby. Wang Yonglei, the silly rushed up.

"Damn it! Wang'er, Wang Shen, brother, take me flying!"

He was stunned by Wang Yan: "Why are you going crazy?"

Wang Yonglei smiled with a shy face and made a request without any notice: "There is also your Wangting Entertainment branch in Harbin. How about you praise me as an internet celebrity?"

"What style do you follow?" Wang Yan casually called him, "Are you stupid?"

"Okay!"

Wang Yonglei didn't stumble at all and nodded violently: "Brother, you think I can do it, so I'll let everyone see how stupid I can be!"

“…”

Wang Yan wanted to cover his face and not let the waiters in the lobby see him.

Zhang Yin, who was following Wang Yonglei, smiled and stretched out his hand to Wang Yan.

Zhang Yin smiled and stretched out his hand, and Wang Yan immediately realized the difference.

Being steady, mature, and having a lot of worries.

"Oh, Lao Zhang, what's going on?"

"Nothing." Zhang Yin shook his head, "I was inspired by you and figured out some things."

Wang Yan was stunned.

No matter how great his own changes are, he doesn't feel them.

But as Zhang Yin seemed to have become a different person, he suddenly became a little dazed.

I was too busy during the birthday party and had no extra thoughts to allocate them to the two friends in high school. I saw each other well at this time and felt so strange.

"Okay, very good!"

Wang Yan ignored Zhang Yin's hand, opened his arms and hugged him, and patted him on the shoulder again.

No more to say anything else.

"Let's go upstairs. Who are you today?"

Zhang Yin walked in front to help Wang Yan drive the elevator, and Wang Yonglei talked about the number of heads.

"All of us are classmates from that class.

Gu Datou refused to come and took his girlfriend to the countryside;

The squad leader did not come back, and he accused in the group that you were not a human being if you didn’t give a holiday;

Liu Weilong is here, we don’t know where he came from, damn it!

The rest are the more famous second-generation generations of the same class, you should have seen them all.

He Meng was shocked when she called me alone. It must be because she had benefited from you, otherwise she wouldn't bother to pay attention to me.

Look at the group. All the classmates who came home from our class during holidays should have received the news. The head teacher might come and join in the fun..."

Wang Yan nodded, knowing it in his heart.

He Meng didn't invite Wang Yibo and other people, so today it should be her.

This girl is too thoughtful and pulling herself over is definitely not as simple as setting up a stage for herself to show off.

However, Wang Yan didn't ask Zhang Yin and Wang Yonglei. With their ranks, it was impossible for him to know He Meng's plan.

Since you come, let's pretend.

When I arrived at the fourth floor, I opened the door of the 404 box, and cheers broke out inside.

"Oh~~~Wang Shen!"

"Warm welcome to Mr. Wang!"

"Brother Fugui, happy holiday!"

Goodwill hits my face.

Once a person succeeds, everyone he meets is a good person.

Wang Yan was very clear-headed, but it did not affect his pleasure.

It’s enough to smile in front of me. I care which mask do you usually wear?

"Happy holiday everyone. Thank you, thank you! Brothers are so polite..."

"The beauty He hasn't seen her for more than a month, and she's even more beautiful."

"Mr. Li, what's the style of Xiamen?"

"Little handsome, right? Of course I know each other. We played football in the first year of high school."

"Yes, I will stay in the Demon City from now on. Dameng, you are studying at Demon University, right? Contact us often."

Young Master Wang switched out the most intimate smile and easily controlled the scene, which was easy to say.

Until he was pulled to sit down by everyone.

In fact, there is no distinction between host and guest seats when singing, but everyone still put him in the center, close to He Meng.

After drinking three glasses of wine together, he was furious for a while, and He Meng finally found an opportunity to chat with Wang Yan.

"Old classmate, can you do it now? The leader's temperament is the best in the audience, and he doesn't look like a college student at all."

He Meng's eyes were shining with a bright color and her smile was like a flower.

Wang Yan replied casually: "When a person's ability reaches a certain level, backward compatibility is actually a very simple thing."

He paused, glanced at her, and smiled: "It's nothing more than a cost."

He Meng was stunned, with a thoughtful expression.

She couldn't fully understand Wang Yan's words, but her intuition told her that Wang Yan was hitting her.

If you don't understand, ask.

He Meng's competitive spirit was activated. Relying on the innate advantages of the beauty, he continued to ask: "What does cost mean? Why are you willing to pay?"

Young Master Wang smiled but said nothing and raised his glass to her.

"You have too many questions, old classmate. Come on, cheers!"

hateful!

He Meng was so angry that she couldn't help but pick up the beer and drank it all.

After drinking, when she saw Wang Yan's actions, her big eyes widened.

You asked me to toast, but you just took a sip yourself?!

How can you be so doggy?!

He Meng was so angry that her chest fell, and the neckline squeezed out a semi-white curve, forming a wave, which was dazzlingly beautiful.

She did not realize that when facing Wang Yan, her emotions were particularly vulnerable.

One teasing is accurate.
Chapter completed!