1003 someone is coming

Liu Xiaowan didn't run around with Li Fan, but took him to the overseas student apartment where he lived.

Looking at these two-story international student apartments, Li Fan secretly shouted that it was unfair. Everyone is a student. Why do these overseas students live so well?

"Sister, why did you bring me here?"

"I live here."

Liu Xiaowan answered Li Fan as she parked her car in the shed.

"Are you an international student?"

"How can I be an international student? It's all the light of Shen Chen."

Liu Xiaowan said, took out the door card, walked to the door with dim lights, and opened the door of the apartment.

"This... Can you enter casually?"

Li Fan feels that this is no different from his family.

"Well, we don't have administrators here."

Liu Xiaowan explained, "come in, just like to your own home."

“……”

Li Fan always felt like a thief, but he turned to think that he was a gold medal escort, and his strength was still a great master. He just went into the girls' dormitory. He was afraid of a hair! Thinking of this, Li Fan boldly walked into the girls' apartment again.

Sure enough, there's a girl's smell when I come in here. It's a girl's room, which is too far from a boy's room. Once inside, there was a wide living room in front of me, and there was a yoga board on the ground. I don't know who the two women practiced yoga.

The room was very tidy, there was no trace of dirt, and the lists on the sofa were clean. Li Fan even dared not sit on it.

"Don't you mean that girls' dormitories are more messy than boys? It's not like that."

Li Fan couldn't help muttering.

"Ah, nanny comes to clean the student apartment regularly every day."

Liu Xiaowan's answer made Li Fan speechless and lying in the trough. The differential treatment of this school is too big!

"Here is what I want to give you."

Liu Xiaowan opened the nearby utility room and took out a pile of things from it.

Li Fan looked at it. Most of them were propaganda posters, which were all propaganda words and logos of the Chinese martial arts club.

"Now I still lack a photo. I want you to take it."

Liu Xiaowan looked at Li Fan and thought, "these publicity posters are resources I found from the Internet, and I feel that the impact is not enough."

"Thank you... For doing so much for me..."

"You're welcome. I'm your sister, and I should take care of you. Besides, Shen Chen of our family has bothered you so many times, so I'll compensate you for her."

"Speaking of it, where has Shen Chen been recently?"

Shen Chen didn't show up these two days, Li Fan felt a little surprised.

"For the new album, she went to a variety show."

Liu Xiaowan said, "her voice is no longer good. We have to find a way. The company decided to let her become a variety cafe. Isn't it more popular now?"

"That's what I say, but being a star is too tiring."

Looking at the propaganda pictorial prepared by Liu Xiaowan for him, Li Fan casually said, "what's eye-catching is where it's good."

Liu Xiaowan changed into a household clothes, the upper body is a short sleeved yellow shirt, the lower body is super shorts, but some conservatively matched with flesh colored silk stockings.

"She is already in that position, and there are many things she can't do."

Liu Xiaowan tied her hair and said as she came out of the room.

"No, I think she's quite willful."

Li Fan took his eyes back from Liu Xiaowan. He found a pictorial, "this is good!"

The pictorial shows Bruce Lee's back. He is topless and holding a double stick in his hand.

It's Bruce Lee after all. This figure is domineering enough.

"It's good, but it's a pity that it's Bruce Lee."

Liu Xiaowan fiddled with an SLR camera. "I think it's better to let you do this. After all, you are also a little famous in school now."

"Wipe, what did you say?"

Li Fan is stupid. Is this teasing me?

"Last time you beat King Kong away from them, all freshmen and sophomores at school knew your name."

Liu Xiaowan pointed to Bruce Lee in the pictorial, "so I thought, with Bruce Lee, it's better to use your picture. You pose like him, I'll take a picture for you, and then put a p-spot tattoo on your back... I think the effect should be good."

"Is it reliable?"

"It's reliable. Can I fool you?"

Liu Xiaowan pointed to the center of the living room, where the light is the best.

"Come on, you're a big boy. Why are you so timid? It's all for the sake of your own club."

"OK, you said so, and I don't have ink."

Li Fan pulled off his little shirt directly, revealing his strong body inside.

Li Fan is not that kind of fitness expert. His body is full of explosive muscle blocks. He has smooth lines and good muscle ratio, which is not exaggerated at all.

Liu Xiaowan looked carefully. It turned out that Li Fan also had a waistcoat line on his lower abdomen, and his abdominal muscles were clearly visible, causing his female hormones to rise.

"Then what... You stand here... Pose for Bruce Lee..."

Liu Xiaowan hurriedly withdrew her sight, coughed twice, and asked Li Fan to stand up.

"Yes, show me your back... Try to show a sense of impact."

Li Fan didn't know what to do. He tried his best to satisfy Liu Xiaowan.

"Well... The muscles and lines are very good... And it's also very powerful."

Liu Xiaowan took a group of photos, and then showed them to Li Fan. "When the time comes, P will have some tattoos on it. What do you think is good for p? How about DPCA?"

"If you have a tattoo, you don't need P."

"P will look good."

"I don't mean that... I have it myself."

"Ah? Why didn't I see it?"

"Wait a minute."

Li Fan closed his eyes, began to turn his Qi, and quickly ran around in his body.

The heat on his body also began to increase, and his skin became slightly red, slowly emerging behind him was a picture of a overlord subduing the tiger.

Looking at the lifelike picture of the overlord subduing the tiger on Li Fan's back, Liu Xiaowan covered her mouth in surprise.

"You, you are..."

"A special tattoo comes out only when the body is hot."

Li Fan explained.

"What the hell did you do before..."

While taking photos of Li Fan, Liu Xiaowan asked, "do you want to open a Chinese martial arts club... Are you a master of Chinese martial arts?"

"An expert is not a master. He has practiced some simple self-defense skills."

Li Fan said modestly, "I want to carry forward Chinese martial arts this time. I don't want martial arts from other countries to occupy the mainstream here."

"Well, your idea is quite good."

Liu Xiaowan was about to say something when suddenly there was a knock on the door outside.

Two people look at each other. Is someone coming?

"Xiao Wan, are you there?"

Liu Xiaowan seemed a little nervous when she heard the sound. She quickly pointed to the second floor, "go up and hide..."

"What's the matter? We're not having an affair. Why should we hide?"

"Oh... You don't understand, just hide, please..."

Liu Xiaowan folded her hands and begged Li Fan.