Super Student's Three-realms Army

"Mr. Zhang, it's me, Cheng Jiadong!"

"It's Cheng Jiadong who was in the first people's hospital a few days ago..."

In the telephone receiver, Cheng Jiadong's voice has a kind of unspeakable meaning of flattering but not flattering.

"Oh, it's you. What's the matter? What can I do for you?"

Zhang Xiaofan stretched a stretch, casually put a piece of clothes on his body, and walked lazily toward the bathroom with his slippers.

Smell speech, Cheng Jiadong this time laugh how much is also with a bit embarrassed, but also some chat up, way;

"Well, Mr. Zhang is like this. You see, it's 7:30, which is the right time for breakfast."

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, how about this? Mr. Zhang, I'll invite you to a nearby teahouse for breakfast."

"Then, let's talk about the follow-up treatment of my device by the way..."

"Oh? So that's what you came to me in the early morning! "

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head in tears and laughter, then went on and said.

"Well, you arrange a place, and I'll be there in about half an hour..."

"Good... Good... Good... Then I'm looking forward to your coming, Mr. Zhang..."

After Zhang Xiaofan nodded and agreed to come down, Cheng Jiadong's voice in the phone receiver was obviously with a slight trill. Obviously, he was also a little excited now.

In this way, in almost half an hour or so, Zhang Xiaofan directly came to the place of Wangyue teahouse according to the positioning that Cheng Jiadong sent to his wechat.

This moon watching teahouse is located in Jiangnan District of Wuzhou City, one of the most prosperous business districts.

The whole building is a six story building, which looks antique, and the decoration is full of Chinese style everywhere.

At first glance, it's a place for those people who have money and no place to spend their time here

Zhang Xiaofan, carrying a black plastic bag full of ground, swaggered in.

However, at this time, a waitress in work uniform came forward.

The woman looked up at Zhang Xiaofan, but she couldn't move her eyes anyway!

Zhang Xiaofan's appearance is not vulgar, and her flesh is refined and pitied by the 3000 year old peach of the queen mother.

In addition, the current cultivation of Zhenyuan is even more vigorous, reaching a half step to build the foundation.

This also makes Zhang Xiaofan with a pair of immortal character and outstanding temperament. He is a good childe in the turbid world

"Good... Good temperament!"

Liu Mengmeng is holding a tray in her hand, and her two watery almond eyes are staring at Zhang Xiaofan.

At the same time, cherry mouth slightly open, a time is actually forget what they were going to do.

"Miss, do I have flowers on my face?"

Zhang Xiaofan, a little puzzled, asked Liu Mengmeng, who was staring at him without blinking.

What kind of operation is this? Why does this little beauty look at herself with this kind of eyes?

Read so far, Zhang Xiaofan also subconsciously reached out in his face touched.

See if there's something stuck on, or if you forgot to shave this morning.

However, just when Zhang Xiaofan was confused with some of his second-class monks