Chapter 1750

"Little day, you can brush your face." The calligraphy is full of sound.

"Brush your face?" Ye Xiaotian raised his hand and touched his white and tender face, and his delicate eyebrows wrinkled into a ball.

"We just need to go in and ask the beautiful sister if she knows what floor a man who looks like you is on?" Hanwen opened his mouth excitedly.

Ye Xiaotian frowned, as if thinking about this possibility.

"Little day, shall we go in?" Hanwen can't help but urge, seems to wait for some impatient.

"Let's go." Xiaotian didn't hesitate any more, thinking that if he couldn't, he would think of another way. If he could ask, he would save a lot of effort.

After entering the building, the two little guys first found the service desk. There were two women in uniform, white and beautiful with temperament. They were very pleasing to the eyes, so that even if there was no problem for the guests, they could not help but go up and make a polite remark.

"Little day, there, we can ask beautiful sister." Hanwen held out his fingers and pointed to the two women in front of the service desk. Both eyes were shining.

Small day flat mouth, some disdainful looked at him: "color..."

When she finished her two words, she had only left a butt for ye Xiaotian. She ran to the service desk with her schoolbag on her back and muttered, "beautiful sister is looking at me?"

Ye Xiaotian's face flows down two black lines, not in a hurry to follow up.

One side of the driver also took a wink, facing Ye Xiaotian couldn't help but open his mouth again: "young master, we'd better go back first, if we go back late, madam should wait for urgency."

When ye Xiaotian didn't hear him, he walked a few steps and left him behind. He followed Hanwen to the service desk.

Only two people's height is not enough, standing in front of the service desk, head up can only see the nostrils of two beauties.

Hanwen was a little reluctant, looked around, but he couldn't find any stool.

It's only the lobby bar. There are sofas over there. But think about that big sofa. Drag it here

I can't help but feel that I have to forget it.

"Little day, can you hold me?" Han turned his head and looked at Ye Xiaotian. After several fruitless jumps, he couldn't help but make up his mind.

"What do you say?" Ye Xiaotian is a bit of a fool. He thinks there must be something wrong with his ears.

How could he let himself hold him?

Is there a mistake?

The driver followed up, and Hanwen's eyes brightened a little: "Uncle driver, can you hold me? I can't see my beautiful sister. "

The driver looked at the two women at the service desk and hesitated for a moment.

But before he could give a reply, Hanwen had already pulled his pants legs and stepped on his shoes and began to climb up. He seemed to regard him as a tree and would not give up until he was determined to climb up.

The driver looked around and saw that many people were looking in this direction. He couldn't help worrying that Hanwen would tear off his trousers and simply picked him up.

"Hi? Pretty sister Hanwen showed a big smile and said hello to the two women.

"What can I do for you, little brother?" One of the women opened her mouth with a smile and seemed to find the calligraphy very lovely.

"Oh, no, no, I just think my sister is so beautiful." Hanwen shakes his head.

Ye Xiaotian, standing on the ground with a steamed stuffed bun, has a gloomy face.

No?

Isn't that asking how many layers of Baba?