Chapter 642: Beating Meat

Style: Romance Author: quilt thinkerWords: 2342Update Time: 24/01/12 05:32:01
After the following incident, Fang Hui didn't dare to take the bus alone. Ye Haoran patted the front beam of his bicycle, and Fang Hui sat on it naturally.

Both of them put their hands on the handlebars, and Fang Hui, who was frightened, felt much more at ease leaning into Ye Haoran's arms.

With one earphone per person, the bicycle rides slowly on the road accompanied by music.

"If you encounter someone with good intentions in the future, run to a crowded place or shout for help. Do you hear me?"

Hearing Ye Haoran's words, Fang Hui quietly raised his head and said "Yeah": "I know."

Then he asked worriedly: "Will they take revenge?"

"Don't worry, they don't dare."

Ye Haoran didn't know if he would retaliate. Even if he came to his door, there was nothing to worry about. The two villages fought an offensive and defensive battle a few years ago. After the gun ban movement began, the social atmosphere became much better.

After the reopening, education has become the focus. The police station will generally deal with the problem of gangsters outside the school making trouble for students seriously, especially at the foot of the imperial capital.

In the next few days, Fang Hui did not ride a bicycle in order to get revenge on the gangsters in the house. The two of them walked back to a place farther away from the school and then rode a bicycle home.

It's another weekend.

No appointment.

Fang Hui's test scores plummeted this week, and she was among the worst. She was being educated by her mother at home.

Ye Haoran went to the bank.

He has become a frequent visitor to the bank, either applying for a loan or on the way to apply for a loan. As the saying goes, having too many debts is not a burden. Anyway, he has rent to pay back the loan, so there is no pressure on him.

Purchase with full payment and second mortgage. If it is changed to 10 years later, this method will not work at all. Not to mention the purchase restriction order, inflation will crush people.

After completing all the formalities and sending the materials home, I turned on the TV, almost all of them were Princess My Fair Princess, and occasionally there was Journey to the West on a few channels.

boring.

Unable to bear it, Ye Haoran planned to go out and buy some meat. He had not eaten meat for two months and had almost forgotten the taste of meat.

The entertainment life at this time was somewhat boring. It was hard to find a decent bar, but it turned out to be a catering complex.

Shaking his head, Ye Haoran got out of the taxi and walked in with square steps.

"Have a glass of whiskey."

"Sir, wait a moment."

Adulthood and immaturity all depend on pretending. If you wear a school uniform, you are a student, if you wear a suit, you are a white-collar worker. When you open the door to do business, do you really need to check your ID card?

It's all a lake trick.

After taking the drink from the bartender, he sat at the bar and started looking for his goal.

A pair of foreign devils whose hips are too big to eat.

Turning to the other side, I saw a forty-year-old mother who looked quite melancholy. No, her face was too big.

"Come on, I wish our design institute fashion show a complete success!"

...

"come on!

! "

...

"come on!

! "

...

A burst of noise attracted Ye Haoran's attention.

They are all energetic young people. Judging from their tone, they should be college students. There are quite a few men and women.

Arguably, such group gatherings would not be appropriate targets.

However, two people in the crowd attracted Ye Haoran's attention.

By chance, a girl who was attracted by Ye Haoran left her seat and walked towards the bar. She stood next to Ye Haoran and called the bartender: "Hello, can you give us another box of beer?"

The bartender nodded and was about to speak when Ye Haoran interrupted in advance: "Beauty, I finally know why I'm here."

"Wha...what? Are you talking to me?"

Ye Haoran smiled and nodded, making a gesture to the bartender, and a cocktail was quickly placed in front of the girl.

The girl said hesitantly: "But I don't know you."

There is no difference at all between saying "you" and saying "you" in Sijiucheng.

Don’t take it too seriously when you hear the honorific when you come here, it’s probably just a catchphrase.

Except for respecting elders and leaders.

Ye Haoran pushed the wine glass in front of the girl and said, "I was attracted by a smell, and now I finally found the reason."

"What is the taste?"

Ye Haoran said softly: "Femininity pervades this city. Let me meet you. My name is Ye Haoran.":

"Oh, hello." The girl quickly shook hands with Ye Haoran: "My name is Yang Xiaoyun."

The bartender had already delivered the beer to the place where Yang Xiaoyun was partying. A group of people were having a good time drinking, and no one paid attention to Yang Xiaoyun's absence.

Yang Xiaoyun took a sip of the cocktail and found it tasted much better than beer.

There was a faint smile on his face, but it was not because of the wine, but because of Ye Haoran's praise.

When it comes to praising a woman, sometimes you need to look at her face.

Seeing Ye Haoran staring at her, Yang Xiaoyun did not rush back. Instead, she concealed her embarrassment and asked Ye Haoran: "Is this what you drank?"

Ye Haoran smiled and offered his wine glass without saying a word. Under Ye Haoran's gaze, Yang Xiaoyun licked the wine in Ye Haoran's glass.

Then came a face-changing battle, which was spicy.

"Wow!

! How do you like this kind of wine? "

He took the tissue from Ye Haoran's hand and kept wiping his lips. He only recovered after the lipstick was gone.

Ye Haoran shook his head: "I don't like drinking, I like to protect you."

"ah!

! "

Just when Yang Xiaoyun looked at Ye Haoran stupidly, not knowing how to respond to Ye Haoran's earthy love words.

Ye Haoran continued: "If you can smile, this glass of wine should be sweeter."

belch!

Yang Xiaoyun hiccupped unconsciously. She had never been teased like this in all her years.

If it were an ordinary person, Yang Xiaoyun would call the police right now, but facing Ye Haoran, she was fascinated, as sweet as if she was deep in a milk bath.

"You...you talk so funny."

Yang Xiaoyun followed Ye Haoran's example and sat on the high stool in front of the bar, staring at Ye Haoran with big eyes.

"Even though I'm making you laugh, every word I say is very sincere."

Yang Xiaoyun chuckled.

This is how it is between people. As long as the topic is opened, the distance will be shortened immediately.

Even the bartender at the bar admired Ye Haoran and thought to himself: I have learned two more tricks.

Yang Xiaoyun didn't go back for a long time. Another short-haired girl at the party noticed Yang Xiaoyun's situation, but did not come over immediately, but peeked quietly.

Ye Haoran stretched out his hand and said to Yang Xiaoyun, "How about I show you your palm?"

"Can you read palms?"

"certainly!"

He took Yang Xiaoyun's soft and small hand and put it in front of him, and said in a pretentious manner: "You have a catastrophe in your relationship. It has been a smooth journey. If you can't survive it, you will never have the chance in this life."

"What's the meaning?"

Yang Xiaoyun smiled and didn't believe Ye Haoran's words, but she wanted to hear what Ye Haoran would say.

Ye Haoran stroked the other person's small hand with his hand. Yang Xiaoyun didn't even take back her hand after taking such obvious advantage, just smiling openly.

He held his chin with his other hand and said, "There is a cause in the past, and there is a result in the end."

Seeing that Yang Xiaoyun's smiling eyes were almost turning into crescent moons, Ye Haoran said, "Every cause must have its effect, and I will be your retribution."

"Ah! Hahahaha!"

She laughed so hard that she almost got into Ye Haoran's arms.

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