Chapter 899

Even though Chu Nannan has temporarily emerged in the international film world, which makes people see her unique and charming style, there is no doubt that she is like many girls born in poverty. No matter how high she climbs, she will have a deep sense of inferiority compared with Katyusha.

In fact, Katyusha's childhood living environment is not as good as Chu Nannan's, but the noble blood of Xibo people flows on others, which is not comparable to Chu Nannan.

If Chu Nannan is replaced by another girl, she will almost give up "competing for favor" with Katyusha and others because of her inferiority, and look for her sweetheart.

But Chu Nan doesn't want to give up.

She said she was stupid and stubborn. She was a silly elder sister with little quality, but she had the persistence of "no tears without seeing the coffin". When encountering great difficulties, she did not escape, but tried to change, improve herself and find the best way to solve the problem.

Everything comes to him who waits.

When Chu Nannan needed help most, an old man in the modeling world appeared.

The old man is like the most famous painter in the world. With only a few strokes, he turned corruption into magic and thoroughly excavated Chu Nannan's own beauty different from others.

"He said that I have something from the wild nature, which can't be owned by those rich and noble women who break their heads. As long as I can do what he said, he promised that I can charm all the men in the world."

Chu Nannan, on the other side of the phone, said with obvious uneasiness: "I told him that I don't want to charm men all over the world. I just want to charm a boy surnamed Fang -- I know, in your opinion, my idea will be very stupid. You will be very angry when you see my picture appear in the pictorial."

Listening to Chu Nannan whispering these words over there, Fang Yuan's mouth moved and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything. It was as if something was blocking his throat, so that he couldn't pronounce a syllable.

Chu Nannan dressed like that and posed like that on the cover of the fierce men gang. She didn't just want the world to see her wild charm from nature. She just wanted to tell Fang Yuan in this way.

"I don't care. Even if you beat me up, I don't care."

Chu Nannan took a deep breath over there and asked, "I just want to ask you a question now. Have I charmed you?"

Have I charmed you?

This sentence is like the most powerful weapon in the world. When you chop your head on a square head, you chop him alive and dead. It hurts but feels very comfortable. You want to laugh and your nose is very sour. Finally, you can only murmur: "silly sister, do you sincerely want to drown me with old vinegar?"

Chu Nannan over there was stunned. Then he was ecstatic and shouted, "the way the old man taught me works?"

"Ang, it works. I'm very jealous now. I just want to take you home now and lock you up with an iron chain. Don't want to be seen by other men in the future!"

Fang Yuan replied fiercely.

"Shit, you're so cruel. You want to be your sister, ban and kill her!"

Chu Nannan scolded happily. All the uneasy things were missing. The whole world seemed to light up with her voice of "rely" and the "ban" with an obvious meaning.

The color of pink.

Like the rosy clouds in winter evening, it is charming and charming.

Fang Yuan smiled, leaned against the windowsill, looked at the rising sun in the East, and suddenly wanted to drink.

Chu Nannan, who didn't hear Fang Yuan's answer, was a little nervous again and quickly said, "Xiao Fang, I swear, I won't wear such clothes and take such photos in the future, okay?"

"No."

Fang Yuan shook his head, smiled and said, "that's the real Chu Nannan, who can charm me. I like you like that."

Fang Yuan knew that if he said he wouldn't allow Chu Nannan to dress up like that again, the silly elder sister opposite would definitely do as he said. Even if she dug out her beautiful old man and begged her, she would look bleak and say no.

She will definitely look dark.

Because any woman, after discovering her unique charm, doesn't want to abandon her. It's just like you let a beautiful woman come across her face with a knife.

Fang Yuan didn't want to deprive Chu Nan of her unique charm because of her selfishness.

That's too cruel. Not only all the men fascinated by this picture will not let him go, but also he himself can't forgive his foolish act of strangling beauty.

"Yeah!"

Like a little girl, the silly elder sister whispered over there and asked, "really?"

"Really."

"You, you are not afraid that I can't carry the pursuit of those handsome men and put a pile of big hats on you?"

"Hum, those people are not afraid to become eunuchs. Just make me a hat!"

Fang Yuan sneered a few times, shook his arm, put on a domineering leak detection look, disgusted by the sieve next to him, quickly raised his hand and covered his mouth.

"But I'm afraid they can use it well. You know I'm a fool. I can't help saying three or five good words and seven or eight cups of wine. I'll be at the mercy of others. Cluck."

Chu Nannan giggled over there and suddenly lowered her voice and said, "Hey, Xiao Fang, why don't I buy a pair of Baozhen pants made of mild steel and put them on? When the time comes, I'll click the lock and mail the key back to you. No one except you will want to take off my sister's pants again -- do you think it's good?"

All of a sudden, the bead is big.

He really didn't expect that Chu Nannan, who has a big chest and no brain, now even knows the thing of Baozhen pants. From her mysterious voice, she should be able to hear that she really has this idea.

What is Baozhen pants?

People with pure thoughts may not know. Fortunately, Mr. Fang's thoughts have never been pure, so he was "lucky" to have seen this thing several times in the years before.

This thing is a kind of love and fun products. It is a top-level configuration. It integrates steel, wildness, softness and debauchery. Even if a woman with a decent figure and average appearance wears that thing, it will increase her charm ten million times in an instant, so that men can't control it.

If Chu Nannan, who is full of wild nature, puts on such a pair of pants -- Fang Yuan can't help it anymore. She gulps and spits, and her nose is hot and tends to bleed.

I regret that I shouldn't have torn off the cover of the picture just now and used it to fantasize about Chu Nannan's appearance after wearing those pants. It's good.

"Hey, what's up, Xiao Fang? Sister, I'm going to buy one now. It's not lacking in northern Europe."

As if she knew what Fang Yuan was thinking now, Chu Nannan was more proud. Hei hei Jiao asked with a smile.

"Go buy it!"

After Fang Yuan blurted out this sentence, he felt that he had no face to live again. He quickly scolded: "get out of here, you rotten girl!"

After sister Nan Nan's debauchery laughter came from her mobile phone, Fang Yuan hurriedly cut off the phone.

"Hoo! What's the matter with the world? "

After a long sigh of relief, Fang Yuan shook his head.

"The world has been changing, so that you can't catch the law of its change. The next moment will give you a surprise, or there is a disaster hidden around the corner. This is the charm of living."

The sieve shook the wine bottle and said slowly, a philosopher's face.

Fang Yuan had to take the boss's strength to control himself and beat this guy hard.

Yesterday afternoon, Fang Yuan had already beaten others. Now he has just reduced his swelling. He has to have lunch with his daughter at noon. I'm really embarrassed to let him appear in front of Nanzhao cherry blossoms with a pig's face.

This guy has to thank Mr. Fang for his generosity.

But some people are born cheap, just like a sieve. They finally escape the destruction of the surrounding area, but they go to provoke others. It seems that they are uncomfortable if they don't get beaten up.

In fact, I don't blame sieve. Who makes that woman look so flashy and sexy?

In summer, I also wear a black tight leather dress and 15 cm thin high heels.

It's OK to wear it like this, but the front of the leather pants is sometimes silk mesh, revealing white meat. When he walks past the sieve with high heels, if he doesn't open his mouth like Sabi, drool, subconsciously stretch out his hand, and scratch someone's full moon hip, how can he deserve the title of "wild donkey sowing everywhere"?

The sieve didn't see what a woman looked like.

Any man who sees such a hot and sexy body passing by with an ass bigger than a grinding plate will generally ignore what she looks like.

This is the real, first-class man.

There is a saying in the wolf world: third rate men look at their faces, second rate men look at their breasts, and first-rate men look at the parts below their waist.

The sieve stared at the part below the woman's waist and ignored what others looked like. Naturally, she didn't notice her back. It seemed that there were seven or eight burly bodyguards.

I didn't notice that when this group of people came, many passers-by hid nearby.

The sieve is to do what any normal man should do, but the mind is very pure. It doesn't have any obscene meaning. It's just appreciation -- well, it's appreciation. By the way, screw it with your hand and try to see if there are plastic doors in the grinding plate like ass, like disgusting South Koreans.

Very good. It feels greasy, elastic, strong and natural. It is absolutely the original genuine product.

Well, if you put her on the sofa, play the old man driving the car from the back, and slap her a few times -- wouldn't it be a cool word?

God can give a guarantee to the sieve: in the morning, he told the other circle that he would change his past mistakes and change the image of a wild donkey sown everywhere. After concentrating on being a noble volunteer, he was determined to do that. He would no longer soak women in his bed and taste his "struggling little Saburo" by relying on his abnormal Internet skills as before.

God heard the sieve's determination to reform, but the woman didn't know, her bodyguards, let alone.

Alandeva only knew that if anyone dared to move and was powerless to her in public, she would let that person know what repentance was.

Huoran stopped, his waist was half twisted, and his slender left leg, like an ocean horse, suddenly burst up. The high-heeled shoes with heels up to 15 cm, were whipped on the left face of the sieve like a whip magnified dozens of times.

"Ah!"

In the scream of the sieve, it smashed like a broken kite on the glass doors and windows of the roadside supermarket.

With a loud crash, the sieve smashed the large glass in the front, and the remaining potential did not decline, smashing down a row of shelves.

In the scream of the waitress, the two black suits under alandeva had roared like a black bear and rushed in from the window.