Excellent security guard

Feeling Fang Jia's tender and delicate hands, Xie Yifan couldn't calm down, thinking to himself, wondering which pig is so lucky to be able to eat such a good cabbage.

It has to be said that Fang Jia, who had changed into an evening dress, was completely different from the female deputy mayor in black and plain shirt just now.

The current Fang Jia looks slimmer under the evening dress, charming and elegant, wearing a waist-length white suspender with a knot at the neckline, showing a delicate collarbone, and the clothes walk with her, wrapping up a graceful figure , this kind of dress, which is obviously in contrast with the previous image, gives a strong visual impact.

Daji praises Si, beauty is a disaster!

Such a sentence suddenly appeared in Xie Yifan's mind.

Suddenly, a crisp slap pulled Xie Yifan back to the cruel reality.

Covering his injured face, classmate Xie's face was even darker than Bao Gong's patrolling the city, "Vice Mayor Fang, are you following Kuaiji's etiquette?"

Fang Jiaying, who slapped Yifan ruthlessly, was aggressive, her beautiful eyes flashed sharply, and she said mockingly: "Guests have the etiquette that guests should get, but a rascal like you should also end up as a rascal. ,dont you agree?"

Xie Yifan immediately became confused in the wind...

Long silence!

Xie Yifan sighed, rubbed his blushing face, and said perfunctorily, unable to laugh or cry: "Okay, I deserve it."

There is no way, this kind of thing is getting darker and darker, even though classmate Xie is eloquent, but today he can only suffer from this dull loss, who told Fang Jia to move too much when he fell just now, who told him to do it in an inappropriate way. It's time to stand in an inappropriate position.

This slap is worse than Dou E's!

Just when Xie Yifan was about to find an excuse to slip away, Shu Xin suddenly ran over joyfully from a distance, "Huh? Salted duck eggs? Auntie? Why are you together?"

Xie Yifan suddenly had white hairs all over his body, felt very uneasy, and said, "Grandma, please think about it in the future, can you think about it, what do you mean we are together?"

"Then what should I say?"

Shu Xin blinked her big watery eyes and asked.

Xie Yifan said with a dark face, "We just met by chance just now, um... um? Auntie? Are you saying that Deputy Mayor Fang is your auntie?"

Shu Xin showed a smug look on her face, she jumped forward and took Fang Jia's arm, wrinkled her nose and said, "How is it? Is my aunt as beautiful as me?"

"Uh...beautiful."

Xie Yifan didn't care about being surprised, and replied with a guilty conscience.

But Shu Xin suddenly became thoughtful, and tilted her head to look at Xie Yifan, "There is something wrong, salty duck egg, your face is so red, it looks like you were bitten by a dog just now."

"Pfft..."

Xie Yifan was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing. If he hadn't suddenly noticed Fang Jia's indifferent gaze, he would have squatted on the ground laughing until he couldn't breathe.

This description is very creative!

In order to avoid unnecessary embarrassment, Fang Jia frowned, changed the topic and said, "Damn girl, where did you go crazy just now, and made my aunt look for it for a long time."

The little witch didn't intend to let go of the doubts in her heart just now, and suddenly said in shock: "Wow, that's amazing, auntie, you have a lot of dirt on your body, just like the woman in the movie when she just finished the field battle..."

I have a go!

Xie Yifan's face twitched violently a few times. He thought that the little witch was just talking outspokenly when she was with him, but after a long time she did the same in front of her family.

What do you mean just finished the field battle?

Sure enough, Fang Jia got angry, and glared at Shu Xin sympathetically, raised her eyebrows and said, "Shu Xin, you, you are so mad at me..."

Seeing that she had caused trouble, Shu Xin was a little dazed for a while, she quickly dropped the things in her hands, pretended to be pitiful and innocent, walked in front of Fang Jia, held her aunt's hand and apologized persistently.

But Xie Yifan stared at the things Shu Xin threw on the ground in dumbfounded, and didn't say a word for a long time.

"Shu Xin, where did you get this thing?"

After being stunned for a long time, Xie Yifan came back to his senses and grabbed Shu Xin's hand, a strange nervousness flashed across his eyes.

"Wow, dead salted duck egg, you feel so relieved."

Suddenly being grabbed by the wrist, Xie Yifan suddenly exerted force again, Shu's distressed brows furrowed and he stomped his feet repeatedly.

Xie Yifan smiled mischievously and let go of his hand, but his eyes never left Shu Xin for half a step.

Fang Jia was about to throw a tantrum when she saw the gangster in her mind bullying Shu Xin, but years of political experience made her notice something wrong from Xie Yifan's eyes. She opened her mouth and then closed it again, her face full of confusion Looking at Xie Yifan and Shu Xin carefully.

Fortunately, Shu Xin's attention is the kind that can change immediately as her mood changes. After Xie Yifan apologized and apologized, she smiled and looked up at her little head and said, "I think this thing is very strange, so I just picked it up." Here it comes."

"Where did you pick it up? Tell me quickly."

Xie Yifan glanced around sharply, and asked in a low voice after realizing that no one was paying attention to the three of them.

Shu Xin, who was so nervous, felt very strange. He restrained his smile, and told the whole story of the thing he picked up, including where he went, and where he saw it. Did not let go.

"What the hell is this thing?"

Fang Jia frowned after seeing something like a sword and chopsticks in Xie Yifan's hand, puzzled.

Xie Yifan pondered for a while, and said, "This thing is called a shuriken."

"Wow, come on, what is a shuriken?"

Shu Xin widened her eyes curiously, wishing she could hang herself on Xie Yifan's body, not caring about the anger on her aunt's face at all.

Anyway, Fang Jia can learn something from Fang Jianhao without talking about it now, so Xie Yifan has no worries, and explains in a low voice: "There are three kinds of shurikens, in addition to dart-shaped shurikens, there are chopsticks shurikens and sickle swords. Shuriken. This is a chopstick shuriken, a special weapon only Japanese ninjas have."

"Ninja? How is it possible?"

After all, she was an adult, Fang Jia immediately sensed the seriousness of the matter, even though she covered her mouth with her hand, she also exclaimed.

But Shu Xin was so excited, she took Xie Yifan's hand and asked, "Can ninjas really fly over walls, run on the sand without making a sound; can they hold their breath in water for up to 5 minutes? Tell Shu Xin quickly." Oh, Shu Xin likes listening to stories the most."

"Don't make trouble!" Fang Jia gave Shu Xin a stern look.

Shu Xin was very wronged, and she nodded with her mouth puckered, "Oh! But auntie, can you not be so fierce to Shu Xin, Shu Xin is so scared."

Xie Yifan couldn't laugh or cry, but his brows couldn't be stretched.

It was difficult for him to understand why there were ninja weapons in Xie Zhenlu's changed clothes, and what Xie Yifan couldn't understand was that this was Xie's house, why Xie Zhenlu didn't go back to his room to change clothes, but changed clothes after changing clothes. Looking for a place to hide?

What secret is hidden here?