Chief husband, strong love!

When he was away, the trouble of looking for ah Yan was just bad luck for him.

The reason why he is in Victoria city is to ensure that ah Yan is all right.

Although the original intention is to prevent the Mu family.

But naturally, others can't bully her at will.

But Jun Lan felt that there was no Wiesel in the Mu family for the time being, and others couldn't help her.

Who would have thought that she could be bothered by such a role.

Normally, he doesn't even look at this role.

Jun Lan looked at Su Yan very speechless. He didn't expect that this role could still have this sense of existence.

Even apologies are like demonstrations.

Talking with a gun.

The opening is that she won't block ah Yan. This attitude doesn't matter whether Su Yan can bear it or not.

He can't stand Jun Lan.

"Who are you?" Fang Qingbao was interrupted by him again and again. His face was a little angry, and his voice was a little cold. "How can I apologize to you?"

Jun Lan's facial features are very different from ordinary bodyguards and killers.

It is not a muscular man who looks tall and burly, nor does he have no characteristics. When he enters the crowd, he has an aura that is automatically ignored.

On the contrary, his external conditions not only do not have the deterrent power brought by his physique, but also have the advantage of no discrimination.

Some delicate features can even be described as beautiful.

If it hadn't been for the cold and arrogance of poor communication brought by years of training, and although he was not strong, his high height made him a little cold and resistant to people thousands of miles away, Su Yan always said that if he was an ordinary person, he must be a beautiful little brother.

This once made Jun Lan very unhappy, and even considered whether to add some knife marks on his face.

Finally, he chose a tattoo.

What's wonderful is that he hasn't cried out for pain after a hundred battles. When tattooing, he screamed so loudly that he almost wanted to kill the tattooist to ensure that he wouldn't spread it

So he still has an unfinished tattoo on his arm, which makes him never wear short sleeves.

Jun Lan is just as usual today. She is casually dark gray. She still deliberately chooses the color of the old-fashioned point to make herself not too delicate.

In Fang Qingbao's eyes, such people don't know what they do in today's meeting.

Even the staff dare not dress so casually.

She knew that Su Yan had some old friends who couldn't make it to the table in her opinion.

So naturally, Jun Lan is also classified as that kind.

Fang Qingbao looked at Jun Lan, his voice was slightly cold, his tone pretended to be polite, but his appearance was especially high. "Didn't Su Yan tell you what clothes to wear on this occasion? No one can enter this circle with a face."

She thought Jun Lan wanted to take advantage of Su Yan and her pretty good appearance, and also wanted to be a monk, so she followed her to see if she could find a chance.

There are so many people looking for all kinds of opportunities to be popular.

But such inferior people, even if they have an advantage in appearance, still wear rustic clothes.

"You, say, what?" Jun Lan's face suddenly collapsed.

He hates it most. People say he looks good.

Even if the woman didn't mention some words he hated, it meant that.

And she used the word face!

This word is usually used on women!

His face was covered with cold anger, but in his pupils he was a sharp and ruthless.