Chapter 150

Looking for Oriental leaves!

Yang Panpan took away his mobile phone, turned off the video that confused Nan Xi, and asked in surprise, "sister Xi, isn't it? A large number of online stars are eager to join the flying frost streamer sword. Don't find people with bad reputation."

"Does he have a bad reputation?" Nanxi asked blankly.

Yang Panpan stopped asking, and asked himself again and again in the bottom of his heart. Isn't that good? It seems that you can't pick out specific personality problems. Bad temper doesn't count.

I know he has no problem with his character and his courage is commendable, but he is too rigid and has offended many people. Why bother to find a problem boy? How tired he is

Nanxi looked up to watch the TV on the water station. The big boy in the variety show endured humiliation in order to survive.

Apricot eyes grew colder and said faintly, "when people are used to being hoodwinked by turbidity, cleanliness becomes a sin." she always believed that human experience is the best accumulation. Few actors as big as her can claim acting skills unless they have received professional training or talent.

When a person has the same experience and role, his compassion will expand infinitely.

"Contact me. I'll see you tomorrow."

Yang Panpan hesitated and reluctantly agreed: "OK, I'll try. His newly signed net red training company has a lot of additional regulations. I don't know whether he can ask him out alone. It is said that the boss is very hairy and always likes to play the king's mind skill."

Nanxi nodded and said, "it's hard." talking about the turtle hair, she hasn't seen anyone more powerful than Zhang Yichen. Zhang Yichen's kindness to her and the Nanjia family belongs to kindness. The commentator must be realistic.

The wind in Mordor is very evil. Thinking of someone, the mobile phone placed next to the drink on the table vibrates continuously.

Huang Yi wants to see it. It's not interesting.

No matter how much, Yang Panpan stretched out his neck and read out the name of the video invitation: "Party A's father, ah, this picture is so familiar."

The photo records the photography of love sea, the land of paradise, Santorini white church. The backlit photo of two people embracing each other in the sunset. Judging from her figure, the woman seems to be wearing a wedding dress,

Nanxi blushed and hurriedly put her mobile phone back in her pocket. Didn't she say she didn't have to contact for a week? It's only been two days.

Huang Yi was the first to work and scolded, "which party a called you? No wink, let him talk to me or Ning Wei." recently, Ning Wei has a strange attitude and cares about her. Huang Yi suspects that the boy wants to chase her?

Nanxi replied with a dry smile, "well, if only Huang Yi could handle it for her, the problem could not be solved.

The mobile phone stops shaking, waits for a moment, determines the absolutely safe state, takes it out again and unlocks the mobile phone.

Wechat, Party A's father's three unread articles.

Looking at Huang Yi and Yang Panpan like thieves, they are commenting on the variety show on TV and enter the chat box when they don't pay attention.

Twenty minutes ago, Party A's father sent you a video invitation.

Party A's father: Xier, aren't you at home?

Party A's father: Xi'er, return my information quickly. Something's wrong.

Nanxi has a big head. She didn't answer the video. Zhang Yichen must have asked the bodyguard about her itinerary. I knew I would say hello to the bodyguard in advance. The bodyguard would favor her and help her hide her itinerary more than once.

I knew everything was bad.

Zhang Yichen's dislike of Su Zhu cannot be answered here.

End your best friend party on the grounds of beauty sleep. Just get on the bus. It still takes more than an hour to get back to the cloud. Immediately decided to call nanmu to inform her not to go back and turn to Shuian Tiancheng apartment, which will arrive in half an hour.

Fingerprints open the door, AI control lights and curtains open, change slippers, walk through the porch and come to the living room.

When I saw the sunshine room at the end of the living room, my heart sank. I haven't been back here for a long time. She's so fleshy!

Jinlian ran to the sunshine room a few steps. The landscape light band automatically turned on. The transparent rocking chair seemed to feel the owner's return and shook slightly.

Nanxi was not in the mood to sit on it and enjoy the beautiful scenery. She checked the meat placed on several flower racks one by one.

Jingtianke's fat meat is more solid, and there is no big problem except for the long apprentice. Meat loves autumn and spring most. Winter and summer are equal to disasters. Elders can't avoid it. It's good to spend it smoothly. Don't expect them to look good.

Some thin leaves are in poor concentration. A blue light is wilting and drooping with the once immortal leaves. I'm not sure if it can survive for nearly two days.

Meat needs sufficient sun and ventilation. Demons are cooling down. Nanxi doesn't dare to let the aunt who comes to help clean open the window. If it doesn't blow properly, it will frostbite and melt water at any time.

When you get back to warm up, tell your aunt that you should open the window for half an hour every day.

Pick up the fallen leaves, select the ones that are not soft and rotten, put them into the culture basin, and new seedlings will grow in ten days and a half months.

Pack up, pick up your cell phone and have a look. It's 11:20.

It's no different from returning to the cloud. Party A's father sent a message an hour ago.

Once unlocked, Nanxi was silent.

Party A's father: are you on the water bank with Su Zhu?

How can there be a sense of being checked and at least trust between people? Did she tell the bodyguard not to mention her specific situation? The bodyguard's vague words gave him an illusion?

Be careful, Nanxi poked the mobile phone keyboard and replied: Yes, you're smart!

After waiting for a while, the mobile phone didn't reply. Asha country is 5 hours slower than China. Zhang Yichen should have a dinner with princes and princesses.

Put your cell phone on the bedside table, wash and get ready to rest.

It's too late to consider the bath, then apply the mask and blow dry hair. Lying in a soft bed that can trap people, happiness burst.

Close your eyes and the annoying vibration comes.

Covered with a quilt, she couldn't hear and fell asleep.

But why is it endless!

Open the quilt, touch the bedside table with your hand, and close your lips to connect Party A's father's late night video.

Nanxi didn't even bother to turn on the lights. She looked forward to going to bed early. The estimation is wrong. The brightness of the mobile phone screen is comparable to that of the bedside lamp.

Zhang Yichen leaned lazily against the edge of the bath inlaid with gemstones. The milky water was floating with glittering powder. I didn't know what to do.

The bronze chest muscles came out of the water. He couldn't hide it. Ruifeng's eyes were a little joking.

Nanxi's blood rushed to her head, her face turned red, and she stared at the fingers under her mobile phone. Well, she's not afraid to look, but her manicure is so attractive.

"Xi'er is shy." Zhang Yichen shook the red wine in his hand, sipped it slightly, and teased his lips. "Shouldn't the experienced Xi'er comment?"

Nanxi scolded and commented on wool! What's the matter with this man recently? It's still some time before spring. He can't help starting to heat?

"What's up," stroked his knotted tongue and said calmly, "I'm so tired. I'll sleep if it's all right."

"Hua La" several times, Nanxi subconsciously closed her eyes and cried, "you're crazy. It's only 8 p.m. on your side. Learn what beauty takes a milk bath."

"Princess Amy accidentally spilled red wine on my shirt at the dinner party. The princess apologized and lent me her private bath." a low voice floated in her ear through her mobile phone.

Nanxi hates cold, so familiar with the plot, can be seen in half of the top ten books of girls' current novels. According to the development of the plot, next, Zhang Yichen goes out of the bath and happens to meet the princess who eats spring medicine by mistake, or the princess who has been lying in bed.

What a bloody and vulgar plot, but she likes to watch it.

"Are you dressed?" Nanxi asked excitedly, and her voice was a little anxious.

"All right."

"Don't cheat." Nanxi was not sure.

"Don't cheat."

Slowly separate the distance between two fingers, open one eye and peep in the past.

Then he quickly closed his hands and eyes and screamed, "ah! Dead liar." Mingming didn't wear it well. The camera pointed at his hand tying the bathrobe belt. Except for the right position, other places were basically half covered.

Zhang Yichen stroked the screen with his fingers, like stroking her blushing cheeks, and said in a deep voice, "Xi'er, you should get used to it. How can you be so shy."

The devil is used to it! She just wants to see the follow-up of the dog blood plot. Don't get used to it and urge: "don't turn off the video later. Cut the camera to the back, okay?"

Zhang Yichen understood what she wanted. "Take me as a bait. The bait should be good."

Nanxi took out her nose and hummed, "I don't need to take it. You would have met it when you went out. I happened to have a look. Don't be stingy."

There was a knock at the door in the distance. The other party asked Zhang Yichen in Arabic in a voice that Nanxi couldn't hear.

Zhang Yichen answered and gently asked Nanxi, "do you want to see it? Don't let me turn off the video."

Nanxi scolded two times, "shameless and despicable", and compromised: "say the benefits."

"Don't turn off the video at night."

... she knew that Zhang Yichen, the tortoise hair, would not do business at a loss. She lost ten minutes for one night.

I can't help watching the court affair of Asha state. I'm looking for a loss.

"All right!" she said, gritting her teeth.

Hearing the footsteps, Nanxi put down her blindfold hand. Zhang Yichen should put her mobile phone in her bathrobe pocket. As he walked around, a white cloth blocked the lens from time to time, which seriously affected the impression and wanted to make a bad comment.

The heavy marble door opened, and Nanxi couldn't tell him to change his position, which was easy to expose.

After waiting for two or three minutes in boredom, a young girl called, "Mr. Yichen." the other party seemed to be beginning to learn Chinese and was very stiff.

Zhang Yichen seemed to arrive in a wide hall. He felt that the dialogue between him and the princess was very loud, and there were no unnecessary obstacles that could spread far.

"Yes."

Nan Xi Tucao, Zhang Yi Chen is enough to make complaints about it, and the princess is waiting for him. He only answers one.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yichen, for the inconvenience."

"It doesn't matter."

Nanxi stared at the screen. The scene of this meeting completely followed his master. Guimao was stingy. A quarter of the way out, you can only see the dazzling Ruby on the princess's navel.

I can't see the princess's face. I'm so worried!

Nanxi was more worried about the dialogue between the two behind.

Amy can only speak one or two sentences of Chinese. After apologizing, she began to communicate with Zhang Yichen in Arabic. Nanxi couldn't understand it. On the importance of learning a foreign language.

I waited for a while with my arm on my pillow. I didn't hear the red faced Jiaochuan and other contents. Only the communication in a normal tone.

His arm was sour. Nanxi turned over, took out the bracket from the drawer, put the mobile phone, and looked sideways.

With a sudden 'ah', Nanxi's spirit returned and opened her eyes. The camera in front of her was still fixed, but a pair of girls' white and tender hands were held around the princess's waist.

After that, the princess's tone was slightly disappointed. Nanxi's sense of disappointment was no weaker than the princess. She waited all night and didn't see the codeless version of the 3D meat cattail. It seems that the Qingshui text, which was just finished at some point, is so boring.

The most important thing is that it can be written in a clear and unambiguous way. Women cooperate more, but men don't understand amorous feelings.

Boring! She has a bad doubt. Is Zhang Yichen only interested in men, as he said.

Think about it carefully. Several times when they got close to him, his reaction was not deceptive. It's strange. Is Princess Amy very ugly?

Pick up the mobile phone, hang the video call and enter Du Niang search. Pick out a few photos, in which the girl's skin color is dark and the dark skin color of Arabs is common, but there is absolutely no choice in facial features. Shuiling's eyes are matched with two small fan eyelashes, and the warped bridge of the nose is exciting.

And the other party has just turned 18, the most attractive age. Don't many netizens often say? To some extent, men are very specific to their feelings. They are dedicated to producing strong hormones for 18-year-old girls.

When she put back her mobile phone, Nanxi had only a ridiculous idea in her heart. Some things seemed unable to continue to pretend to be stupid. Was Zhang Yichen really defending herself for her?

No.

Lying flat with eyes open, sleepy but unable to sleep.

"Xi'er."

The brain broke down for a long time, so he called back and turned sideways to the camera, "HMM."

"Why not sleep?" 2:40 midnight domestic time.

"I," Nanxi was about to stop talking, and a bold idea came out of her mind.

Zhang Yichen is 28. Her impulse to women will not stop at propriety. He has a double obsession with cleanliness. From small to large, he has only her around him, so she is the most suitable by default?

My mind is churned into a paste. What are you thinking? She's not his mother. It's not something she should worry about.

He closed his eyes distraught and said, "I woke you up. I hate it."

"Good, sleep." the tone is very light, very light, like a feather brushing her heart.

The insignificant contamination made Nanxi more sleepy. With her apricot eyes half cut autumn water, she asked, "do you want to rest?"

"Not sleepy for the time being."

"Then I want to hear a bedtime story."

Zhang Yichen was stunned, then leaned against the head of the bed, opened a book he carried and read it.

I have to say that he is very good at picking stories. In less than 15 minutes, Nanxi fell asleep. He was reading her Lev Tolstoy's resurrection.

It tells the story that the hero induces the maid to get pregnant, and the maid becomes a prostitute. The woman is framed, meets the hero in court, arouses each other's conscience, and pursues her madly.

When she woke up in the morning, Nanxi rubbed her bleary eyes and looked at her quietly. I don't know how long she woke up.

Don't laugh at his taste, is she still Nanxi?

"So you have the taste of resurrection." Nanxi's tone is extremely ambiguous and sensational.

"It's not my book. Maybe Princess Amy didn't want to leave it before."

inadvertently! Nanxi laughed at the bottom of her heart. It was expressed that she was very intentional, okay? It was almost clear that come on, even if you have an affair, you can follow nekhludoff's example of uncooked rice and cooked rice.

She didn't believe that Zhang Yichen didn't notice. Big tail 'hum' turned off the video.

Ignore the new information sent by the other party and contact Yang Panpan to ask about Dongfang leaves.