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Chapter Eleven West Coast

It was another day of spring, and Yang Jian walked on the bustling streets on the west coast.

The gorgeously dressed lady around him attracted his attention from time to time and feasted him on his eyes.

At this time, a refreshing sea breeze blew, disturbing his hairstyle, and his messy hair obscured his vision.

As soon as he stroked his hair with his hands, another fragrant palm flew over with the wind, blocking his vision again.

He was about to swear, but a seductive perfume smell sucked into his nose, cheering him up.

This is a lavender-like scent.

It smells so good, well, Yang Jian took a long time to smell it before he reluctantly took the handkerchief away.

At this time, he saw a beautiful woman staring at him.

"Are you fascinated by my beauty?" The beauty smiled confidently.

"Miss Lorien on the West Coast", Yang Jian suddenly recognized it, and then looked sincere.

"I have a request."

"Please tell me" the beauty was still holding a young dragon in her arms, looking at him with interest.

"The young student has admired the lady for a long time, and has never had the chance to see the lady's face." Yang Jian sighed softly.

"Xiaosheng...Xiaosheng thought", Yang Jian pointed to the fragrant parfait in his hand.

"This..." Lorien's face turned red immediately. Who knew what you would do with this handkerchief? She thought so in her heart, her heart was beating.

Such a handsome guy, how embarrassed I would refuse, and Lorien immediately changed her mind.

"Then you must keep it well, otherwise I will be angry." Lorien shook her hair and smiled charmingly.

"Then, thank you, Miss." Yang Jian swallowed, folded the handkerchief carefully, and stuffed it into his pocket.

"There is something that I have to do, let's go first, see Miss Loriyan."

Looking at Yang Jian turning around and leaving, Loriyan suddenly seemed to remember something.

"You haven't told me your name yet?"

"You will know..." The figure gradually faded away.

Loriyan suddenly felt that she would be associated with this mysterious man in her life.

Along the beautiful west coast, Yang Jian walked all the way, probably coming to an end.

At this time, the figures of the three people appeared in front of him.

A tall middle-aged man,

A thin young man,

A little loli,

Three people stood in a row and watched the scenery in the distance.

Yang Jian scratched his head and walked over.

I saw the little loli pouting and eating a lollipop that was bigger than her little cerebral.

Yang Jian patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder.

The man turned around and said in surprise: "Head, you are here."

"I'm talking about Hans," Yang Jian sighed, "The organization asked you to draw a group of backbone members to accompany me to inspect. How did you transfer the underage children to come?"

As he said that, Yang Jian walked over to touch the little loli's head, looking like an elder who cared for the child.

"Oh, the economic situation of the organization has improved greatly, so don't do this."

As he said that, Yang Jian touched the little loli's head again, then squatted down, trying to tease the little loli.

At this time, Hans and the young man next to him changed their expressions and they looked at Yang Jian blankly.

Yang Jian saw a big word "well" on the little loli's forehead.

He was about to speak, but the little loli in his arms turned into a little scarecrow at some point.

"What's going on???!!!!" Yang Jian's face changed drastically.

"No! Sissi!" Hans and the young man shouted quickly, but it was too late.

Yang Jian felt a wave of heat gathering under him, and then a strong wave of heat sprayed straight up.

Yang Jian was lifted into the air, and his clothes were burnt all of a sudden.
Chapter completed!
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