"Other men, I don't know, but I'm sure I won't dislike my own woman because of my figure or something."

See Wang Jie or a pair of angry appearance, Zhang Fan continued: "because I am in, my woman's figure, will never go out of shape."

When he said this, Zhang Fan's face was full of pride.

"Hum..."

After Zhang Fan's words came out, Wang Jie's face didn't fall off. However, she didn't show any good face. She snorted and turned zhenshou towards the window and looked out of the window.

Oh

To this, Zhang fan can ran a smile, also no longer say anything, lean back, so smile at Wang Jie's side face.

Seven or eight minutes later,

the sweet waiter who left earlier came with a cart.

After stopping at the table, the sweet waiter brings the food on the trolley plate by plate to the table.

After all the dishes were brought to the table, the sweet waiter said with a smile: "Sir, miss, please enjoy yourself."

This sentence dropped, and he pushed the cart away.

"Jieer, you are a beauty who is determined to lose weight, so don't eat meat."

Zhang Fan stretched out his hand and put two dishes of meat dishes in front of him. He said with a smile, "the four dishes will be given to you to eat."

"Let me solve four dishes of vegetable by myself?"

Zhang Fan said that two dishes of meat dishes should be given to him. Wang Jie had no opinion about this. The reason why she ordered these two dishes was for Zhang Fan to eat. However, Zhang Fan said that all four dishes of vegetable dishes were given to herself, which made Wang Jie dumbfounded.

Without waiting for Zhang Fan to answer, Wang Jie went on: "I'll only eat half of the four dishes. You can eat the remaining half. Don't say anything. It's such a happy decision."

Wang Jie picked up chopsticks and began to eat.

I didn't say anything, you decided, this is really good, OK, OK.

Important things need to be said three times.

After three times, Zhang Fan shook his head and sighed.

After sighing again, Zhang Fan picked up his chopsticks to eat.

Half an hour later, Zhang Fan and Wang Jie, who had eaten and drank enough, gave the bill to Zhang Fan and Wang Jie. After they left the middle-class Chinese restaurant, they walked to the parking place.

"Jieer, if you just eat such a little food, you won't really be hungry."

"Hungry, of course."

"Then you still eat so little, it is not a living suffering."

"Compared to being fat and hungry, that's a small thing."

"If you don't adapt to the local conditions, I'll take you."

"Cluck, cluck"

while talking and laughing, Zhang Fan and Wang Jie arrived at the side of the car, opened the door and sat in the car.

Half an hour later, Zhang Fan and Wang Jie appeared outside Beilei building.

"Mr. Zhang, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

As soon as Zhang Fan and Wang Jie entered Beilei building, a middle-aged man with no facial expression but eyes flashing with awe inspiring light blocked them in front of them.

Congenital perfection?

When he was stopped, Zhang Fan frowned and showed a cold look on his face. When he felt the breath from the middle-aged man, his face changed slightly, and his beautiful eyes, a touch of surprise, passed away in a flash.

"I don't know if they are enemies or friends."

After a murmur in her heart, Zhang Fan asked Wang Jie to go first and said that she would go up soon. Although Wang Jie didn't want to go, she still listened to Zhang Fan's words and said, "husband, you need to hurry up, I'll wait for you." then she went to the stairway.

"If you can drive a martial artist who is born with great perfection, the person behind you is either of high status or strong strength. Tell me what you want from me, and..."

Seeing Wang Jie enter the stairs, Zhang Fan turned his eyes to the middle-aged man's face and grinned, revealing eight white teeth. He said with a smile, "tell me, who is the person behind you."

"Er..."

Zhang Fan's words, Zhang Fan's performance, let the middle-aged man's face, eyes, are the emergence of surprise, but these emerging surprise, fleeting.

"At a glance, I can see my accomplishments. It seems that the person the young family is looking for is also a practitioner."

A word flashed in his heart, and the middle-aged man opened his mouth. He said coldly, "it's not that I want you to have something to do with you, but that my little master has something to do with you.

As for who the young master is, you will know when you pass by. "

"Oh That's it

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Zhang Fan's eyes flashed a light of fun, and the corners of his mouth were also raised. His face was full of meaningful expression, and he said faintly: "lead the way ahead."

For this so-called little family owner, Zhang Fan has some ideas.

If there is no accident, it should be Chen Xuanli, the young master of Yanjing.

In this case, how can Zhang Fan not go to meet Chen Xuanli for a while? Seriously, he is still very curious about how Chen Xuanli should deal with himself.The most important thing is:

in the afternoon, he is OK.

I'm worried about how to spend my time.

Now there are things that can pass the time. They are delivered to the door. How can Zhang Fan let go.

See here, some people will ask, nothing can play Wang Jie.

In this regard, Zhang Fan only wants to say that he is a human being, not a God, and transitional sexual love will cause great harm to the body and mind.

To avoid such things, Zhang Fan is very restrained about sex.

Well

Zhang Fan's happiness, let the middle-aged man is a Leng.

Originally

In the middle-aged man wanted to come, Zhang Fan certainly would not agree to go with him.

Before coming, the middle-aged man planned to take Zhang Fan away by force.

Is there a conspiracy.

The middle-aged man also knows that there must be demons when things are changeable. He can't help but look at Zhang Fan with a pair of eyes, very sharp and cold.

Well

A look at the middle-aged man's appearance, Zhang Fan knew what he thought in his mind. He was speechless in his heart. He really wanted to ask the middle-aged man if you were mean or not.

I said I would like to go with you, you he Ya still want so much, good in front of the road is not good.

"Don't worry, I'm just a little warrior. In your hands, who are born to be big and complete, that is the existence of mole ants."

This sentence falls, Zhang fan body sends out a strong breath.

Early congenital?

Feeling the breath of Zhang Fan, the suspicion in the middle-aged man's heart disappears. Zhang Fan is right. He is a congenital early stage. In his congenital perfect hand, he is indeed a mole ant like existence.

As the saying goes: in the face of a strong power, any conspiracy, it is a paper tiger torn to pieces.

"The car is outside. Let's go."

Put down the vigilance, the middle-aged man coldly dropped a sentence, he walked outside the building.

Oh

Zhang fan can ran a smile, step to follow.

Although his face was dissatisfied with the smile, his dark eyes were full of cold, and the corners of his mouth were even more upturned, which made him have a playful arc.

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