The warm fragrance of nephrite brings to the godfather the illusion of Shura.

Little princess, please be more reserved!

Wang Yan turned around stiffly, and sure enough, the expressions of the young ladies were a little strange.

Lin Weiwei hugged her arms, blinked her big eyes, and looked at her with a smile.

Nago covered her head, looking very painful, and her expression was dull.

Lu Yuanyuan was stunned and her lips moved, as if she wanted to make her thick.

He Lu...

Huh?

You bitch, don’t cry, you suddenly have a firm face, as if you want to be brave enough to die, and you’re going to be a hero?!

Lin Bozhou...

Damn it!

Brother-in-law, why haven’t you left yet?!

All in all, everyone is a little weird.

Fortunately, Fu Yu's poem is still rational and has quickly let go after expressing his excitement.

The actor Wang felt it, and there were two wet marks on his back.

He immediately turned his head, widened his eyes, and looked incredibly ridiculous: "Fu Yushi, please wipe my nose with my clothes?!"

"puff!"

Originally, the little boy was crying well, but was amused by the dog's expression, and a snot bubble was blown out from his nostrils.

“…”

The whole audience was quiet, and then a burst of laughter broke out.

"Why are you so annoying?!"

Fu Yushi was really anxious and patted the dog.

The first time Wang Yan saw her hit someone.

Uh, to be exact, it was the first time I was beaten by her.

He was forced to take a few strokes, pushed her forehead, pushed her all the way to the bed, and pressed down.

"Stop it! My brother is so sleepy that he is shaking and making trouble!"

Lin Weiwei said with a smile: "Yo? It's implying that you should go to bed? Two beds and five girls, where do you want to sleep?"

Has murderous intent!

Right?!

Is it murderous intent?!

Wang Yan just now had a godfather possessed him and killed all directions. How could he be cowardly now?

"Xiao Liuli is waiting for her brother to come on the big bed in the hotel. She is too lazy to pay attention to you single dogs... I'm begging you!"

Murmur, and immediately turned around and flashed.

This time, the door was opened successfully and I didn’t encounter any more moths.

But compared to the last time's chic style, I feel a little disappointed no matter how I look at it...

None of the girls said goodbye, and just watched the dog open the door and flash.

"snort!"

Lin Weiwei snorted coldly, turned around and put away the two bank cards of Lu Yichen and Huang Xu, and then reached out to grab Nawu's face.

"Wait for the money to be collected, little rich woman!"

"Oh! It hurts!"

Nawu grinned and screamed: "Lin Pingzhi, if you open my wound, I will die with you!"

Lin Weiwei ignored her and said to Fu Yushi and Lu Yuanyuan: "You two should keep you there, we will come for you tomorrow."

Finally, he waved to Lin Bozhou: "Go, go home."

Lin Bozhou stood for half a night like a transparent person, so tired, but he was very energetic.

"Let's go, I didn't drive. Good night everyone."

"By Brother Lin!"

"Driving slowly!"

"Please trouble you Brother Lin..."

The treatment is obviously much better than that of dogs.

Pingzhi is obviously a decisive master among girls. He picked up his bag and left.

On the way back, Lin Bozhou drove and Lin Weiwei was sitting in the passenger seat.

The street lights were dim and dark. Lin Weiwei leaned against the car window and stared at outside in a daze.

Lin Bozhou drove intently and suddenly spoke to himself.

"If you like it, go and try it. You are my little princess. No matter what you want to do, I will always support you."

"Driving your car."

Sister Weiwei didn't appreciate it and turned back coldly.

Lin Bozhou smiled, not caring about it at all.

"The best man is not that easy to meet. I know many men, some are handsome and dedicated, some are smart and romantic, some are profound and grand... not as good as Wang Yan."

Lin Weiwei suddenly became very interested.

"Oh? Bai Zhu, are you a mature man. From your perspective, what kind of person is a dog?"

Lin Bozhou smiled pamperedly and acted very happy to talk to his sister.

"The first impression is that it is polite and friendly, not very distant, and it doesn't look like the second generation of mines I have been in contact with before."

"Have you ever been in contact with the second generation of mine before?"

"Of course, there are many second-generation mines, right? It's not only available in the mine province."

"Okay, you keep going."

"The second impression is that I am rich and willful. I was the idea I gave to buy a car. However, I still scared me if I really took the Parame limited edition."

"How is that car exactly?"

Lin Weiwei interrupted again.

The chat between brother and sister is always like this, relaxing, so it will spread endlessly.

"The performance is equivalent to a supercar with more than 2 million yuan, and the comfort is equivalent to a BBA with more than 2 million yuan. In the eyes of people who don't know how to use cars, it is equivalent to a basic model of Parame with 1 million yuan."

"I can only say that the cost-effectiveness is indeed not high, but it is unexpectedly suitable for Wang Yan."

Lin Weiwei chuckled: "Only buy expensive and beautiful ones, I always say to me!"

Lin Bozhou laughed, but the meaning was different.

"When I contacted Wang Yan again, my impression became more and more complicated. If all my feelings are to be attributed to one word, then the most appropriate description I can think of is mystery."

Lin Bozhou worked hard to organize the language, and Lin Weiwei listened quietly.

"I'll give an inappropriate example-"

"My second-generation rich people, big and small, have come into contact with hundreds of them. Some are as low-key as those who eat vegetarian steamed buns and white porridge as three meals, some are as high-key as those who spend money every night, some are as pursuing academic and art, and some are as busy as they wait to stay in government departments."

"The rich second generation has stripped away the attributes of wealth, but they are still just ordinary people, with all kinds of strange characters and different personalities."

"But no matter what kind of personality you have, you have to have a fixed style anyway."

"Low-key people will not show off their wealth for no reason, and high-profile hedonists will not suddenly concentrate on studying... Do you understand what I mean?"

"Um."

Lin Weiwei nodded.

Lin Bozhou was able to talk about it, and the more he thought about it, the deeper he thought about it.

"And the mystery of Wang Yan is that you can't give him a statement, and say it bluntly: His personality is like this, his pursuit is this, and his style of conduct..."

"Is it strange?"

"Strange." Lin Weiwei agreed.

"Yes! It's very strange!"

"Under normal circumstances, a wealthy man with a net worth of more than one billion or billion will never be brave and fierce. Don't look at Chen Yuhang as irritable as he is, that's a disease. A special case, the normal second generation is not as good as that."
To be continued...