Chapter 909: Sorry to A!

Name:Urban Madness Author:Lu Tong
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The high-speed rail was driving fast on the rails, and the scenery outside the window kept regressing.

After half an hour passed, Ye Fan put his hands on his chest and turned his head, as if the scenery outside the window was more attractive than the beauty in front of him.

On the opposite side, Zhao Yanran blinked her big eyes and looked at him directly, looking like a curious baby, as if she had discovered some new world.

She is the female anchor of a live broadcast website, with more than 5 million fans, and is very well-known. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is a "platform sister".

On the recently popular X Audio platform, the number of likes for each of her short videos has exceeded one million.

However, unlike those plastic face and snake face, Zhao Yanran is a purely natural beauty. Even without powder, she still gives people a feeling of clear water and hibiscus. The delicate skin is like a newly peeled egg. Water can drip out with a pinch.

It is also rumored that she is from an extraordinary family and is a white and wealthy woman. The live broadcast is not to make money, but purely out of interest. Even if she goes out to have a meal with friends, she will also broadcast live to interact with fans and water friends.

Today is no exception!

Before boarding the high-speed rail, Zhao Yanran had already opened the live broadcast, and after she was seated, she quietly pointed the phone camera at Ye Fan.

Who knows that Ye Fan has a cold look, always indifferent, watching the scenery for half an hour.

But at this moment, I suffered from the friends in the live broadcast room, and watched Ye Fan for half an hour.

The barrage also exploded long ago:

"Damn! What's so good about this guy, I want to see Goddess Yanran!"

"If the goddess doesn't show up anymore, I will go to the next door to watch Dou Nai dance!"

"This kid is also a weird thing! The goddess doesn't know how to say hello in front of him, to be alone!"

"Hey! In my opinion, 80% of this kid is trying to get caught, and wants to attract Yanran MM's attention in this way!"

"Goddess Yanran must not be fooled, this is obviously a routine, just leave him alone! I don't believe he can keep acting cold!"

...

Seeing these barrages, Zhao Yanran frowned and shook her head slightly.

She didn't think that Ye Fan was playing a game of indifference.

From her perspective, you can see that Ye Fan's eyes are clear and transparent, without any impurities, just like the sky washed by rain, not staining dust.

And except when she first got in the car, Ye Fan glanced at her. After that, Ye Fan didn't sneak a glance at her, as if treating her as air, completely ignoring her.

Women are actually very strange animals.

If someone looks at them squintingly, they will only be disgusted.

As a beauty anchor, Zhao Yanran often meets fans on the street. Some of them are low-quality, and even want to take some advantage by taking photos together, which makes her hate it.

But now, encountering someone who is completely disinterested in her, on the contrary made her have a strange psychology.

As a beauty, Zhao Yanran has absolute confidence in her looks.

But now, Ye Fan's ignorance of her caused an unprecedented blow to her self-confidence.

Zhao Yanran looked at Ye Fan directly, but realized that he had a special temperament.

Not as arrogant and domineering as those dudes, nor the solemn promise of ordinary boys, but an indescribable detachment and indifferent, as if it has penetrated the world, everyone is drunk and I am alone.

This kind of detached and indifferent temperament would make sense if it appeared on an elderly person.

But Ye Fan looked about the same age as her, which made her even more curious.

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Yanran's beautiful eyes flashed with a touch of cleverness, and she decided that she could not wait any longer and must take the initiative.

The next moment, Zhao Yanran looked at Ye Fan with a beautiful smile and said, "Hey...little brother~"

She deliberately used a coquettish and babbled tone, which was so sweet that it made her tail vertebrae crisp.

Hearing this, Ye Fan finally retracted his gaze from the window, looked at her and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Do you want something?"

"what?"

"Spread your hands out!" Zhao Yanran said.

After hearing the words, Ye Fan thought for a moment, then opened his right hand.

At this moment, she stretched out the jade hand of Yushuang Shengxue, placed it on Ye Fan's palm, with picturesque eyebrows, secretly sending Qiubo, said:

"Me, do you want?"

...

Zhao Yanran's charming eyes, coupled with these sultry words, can be called a set of invincible combos, which is full of lethality to boys.

Ninety-nine percent of the boys in the world will probably be fascinated by her.

And this move is like a huge rock hitting the calm water surface, causing a thousand waves.

Hundreds of thousands of fans in the live broadcast room suddenly exploded when they saw it, and the barrage rolled like snowflakes.

"Oh my God! The goddess Yanran used the X sound to tease this boy, so jealous of me!"

"Ahhhhhh! Why can't I meet such a good thing!"

"This kid doesn't look good, I didn't expect Yanran MM to like this one!"

"Hey...No matter what, I am a man whom the goddess Yanran can't get!"

"That kid actually touched the hand of the goddess Yanran! It is tolerable or unbearable, where is the hand-picking team?!"

However, at this moment, Zhao Yanran couldn't care about the barrage that exploded in the live broadcast room.

Feeling the temperature of Ye Fan's palm, her pretty face flushed slightly and she was extremely shy.

In fact, she is not a casual girl. She usually lives in a very reserved manner. Coupled with the career of a female anchor, there are almost no friends of the opposite **** of the same age.

But she didn't know what was going on. After seeing Ye Fan, she felt very kind, even if his appearance was not so handsome, the more he looked at it, the more pleasing to the eye.

On the opposite side, although Ye Fan was calm on the surface, he felt helpless in his heart. The side effect of the dark sky overlord body's "threatening" is estimated to be effective again.

For a moment, the two hands overlapped in the air, and the atmosphere became a little more subtle.

Zhao Yanran stroked her hair with another jade hand, her beautiful eyes staring at Ye Fan and said, "Brother, you haven't answered my question yet?"

"Ahem..." Ye Fan gave a dry cough, looked at her back and forth, and muttered for a while and said: "Sorry! I'm sorry to A!"

"what?!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yanran was taken aback first, her eyebrows frowned, as if thinking about something.

It took a few seconds before she realized the deep meaning of Ye Fan's words, her pretty face flushed red immediately, she clenched her silver teeth and puffed her cheeks with anger.

Bastard!

He... he was even taunting his own smallness! ! !

And the barrage in the live broadcast room is crazy again:

"Damn! This guy is such a great guy, so talented!"

"Hahaha... Goddess Yanran didn't expect that she picked up an elm bump. This is too slow!"

"This is dullness, it's a straight man of steel!"

"This buddy can definitely rely on his ability to be single for a hundred years and die alone!"

...

At this time, Zhao Yanran quickly withdrew her hand, getting more and more angry.

Hum...Where is A? It is obvious that there is B, OK?

But how does a girl explain this kind of thing? The more explained, the more it seems to be covering up.

At this moment, Ye Fan seemed to have thought of something, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a curve was drawn, and he asked jokingly: "This lady, dare to ask about the name?"

"Zhao Yanran!"

"Miss Yanran, your family must be rich, right?" Ye Fan asked again.

"Huh? How did you know, do you know me?" Zhao Yanran asked curiously.

"That's not!" Ye Fan shook his head, and continued: "You are young, and you have such a large private airport, how can you not have any money?"

what?

Private airport? !

Zhao Yanran was stunned, and the corner of her eye glimpsed into the screen of the phone, and she understood the meaning of this sentence from the barrage of fans.

This is obviously a fancy saying that she is Yue Huong Xiao!

The mud bodhisattva still has three points of anger!

In the next moment, Zhao Yanran was like a cat with its tail trampled on. She abruptly stood up from her chair, waved a small fist, and said to Ye Fan: "Asshole, you dare to bully others!"

"How can I bully you? If you don't believe me, ask the friends in the live broadcast room!" Ye Fan said with a smile.

"What? Do you know that I'm broadcasting?" Zhao Yanran's face changed drastically.

"I said, Miss, you hold your mobile phone and face me for half an hour, even if I am slow, I know what you are doing!"

"Hate! It made me make a fool of myself in front of hundreds of thousands of fans, this lady did it with you!"

With that, Zhao Yanran waved a small fist and thumped Ye Fan's chest.