I’m A Baller

When Wang Yan set off with the dusty Wrangler, He Xiaolu was thinking about what clothes to wear at home.

Since returning from attending Wang Yan's birthday banquet, she has pestered her sister to buy her a little red dress.

At this moment, I finally couldn't help but put it on, looking around in the mirror.

The material of the little red dress is very good. The upper part is full of chest, the lower part is like a calyx, the long part reaches the ankle, and the short part shows a small thigh.

Gently twisting the waist, the skirt spins up like a blooming flame.

Very pretty.

It's a pity... no chest.

He Xiaolu looked at himself in the mirror distressedly, with long hands and long feet, thin arms and legs, just like the sprouts of a willow tree.

No matter how you wear it, it's not sexy, and the big red loses the rest of the possibilities.

"Sure enough, can't it?"

The little fairy murmured unwillingly, took off her little red dress, gritted her teeth, and put on a jk uniform.

In May, bare legs were still cold, so she put on a pair of white stockings with peace of mind.

I compared a v to the mirror, smiled brightly, and the youthful vitality immediately began to gush out.

"O~ni~ sauce!"

She bit out an accent "fiercely", and clicked into the mirror and came out with a cute set of five consecutive shots, which was finally satisfied.

"Okay, carry the young to the end! Good dog, do you want to tear me apart?"

"what!"

She gestured her fingers and fired a shot into the mirror.

There was an elusive smile on his face, and his eyes were calm and deep.

No one knew what she was thinking, Wang Yan didn't understand, and He Meng had never understood it.

Everyone just thinks that it's normal for a girl at this age to be a little bit weird, and the little girl's innocence never needs a reason.

Therefore, Wang Yan just thought that she loved to play, maybe she still had a little respect for herself.

But is it really so?

Until the end, the question will not have an answer.

...

Brother Gou parked the car downstairs, walked into the lobby, and the sand sculpture Wang Yonglei rushed up.

"Fuck! Wang'er, Wang God, big brother, take me to fly!"

Give Wang Yan a glimpse: "What are you crazy about?"

Wang Yonglei smiled shyly, and asked innocently: "You have a branch of Wangting Entertainment in Harbin. How about you holding me as an internet celebrity?"

"Which style?" Wang Yan casually shot him, "Is it a silly beep route?"

"Okay!"

Wang Yonglei didn't squat a bit, and nodded sharply: "Big brother, if you think I can do it, then I will let everyone see how stupid I can be!"

"..."

Wang Yan wanted to cover his face and don't let the waiter in the lobby see him.

Zhang Yin, who was following Wang Yonglei, smiled and stretched out his hand to Wang Yan.

Zhang Yin smiled and stretched out his hand, Wang Yan immediately realized the difference.

Prudent, mature, and serious.

"Oh, what's the matter with you, Lao Zhang?"

"Nothing." Zhang Yin shook his head, "Inspired by you, I want to understand something."

Wang Yan was startled.

No matter how great his own changes were, he didn't feel it.

But seeing Zhang Yin looked like a different person, he suddenly felt a little dazed.

The birthday party was too busy, and there was no extra thought to share with the two high school friends. Goodbye at this time, it felt so strange.

"good very good!"

Wang Yan ignored Zhang Yin's hand and took the initiative to hug him with his arms open, then patted him on the shoulder.

I didn't say much else.

"Let's go upstairs. Who is there today?"

Zhang Yin walked in front to help Wang Yan press the elevator, and Wang Yonglei babbled and counted people's heads. "They are all our classmates.

Gu Datou refused to come and took his girlfriend to the countryside;

The squad leader didn’t come back, and in the group complained that you didn’t give a holiday, it’s not a human being;

Liu Weilong is here, we don't know where his face came from, **** it!

The rest are the more famous second generations of the same class, you should have seen them all.

He Meng shocked me when he called me alone, she must have touched you, otherwise she wouldn't bother to care about me.

Look at the group, the classmates who came home from our class should have received the news, and the head teacher might come to join in the fun..."

Wang Yan nodded, knowing it in his heart.

He Meng didn't invite Wang Yibo's group of people, so today it should be her.

The girl was too deep-minded and pulled herself over. It was definitely not as simple as trying to set herself up and pretend to be coercive.

However, Wang Yan did not ask Zhang Yin and Wang Yonglei. Given their ranks, it is impossible to know He Meng's plan.

Since it came, let's pretend it.

On the fourth floor, he opened the door of Box 404, and cheers broke out immediately.

"Oh~~~Wang God!"

"A warm welcome to Master Wang!"

"Brother Fugui, happy holidays!"

Kindness rushed towards his face.

Once a person succeeds, everyone he meets is a good person.

Wang Yan was sober in his heart, but it didn't affect his happiness.

It’s enough to laugh in front of me, I don’t care which mask you usually wear?

"Happy holidays everyone. Thank you, thank you! Brothers are so kind..."

"He Dabei, she's even more beautiful after a month or so."

"Shao Li, what's the style of Xiamen?"

"Xiaoshuai, right? Of course we know, we played football in the first year of high school."

"Yes, I will stay in the magic city in the future. Da Meng, you are studying in the magic city, right? Contact us often."

Wang Dashao switched to the most gracious smiling face and easily controlled the scene.

Until he was seated by everyone.

In fact, singing has no distinction between subject and objective, but everyone still put him in the most central position, next to He Meng.

After drinking three glasses of wine together and making a lot of noise, He Meng finally found a chance to chat with Wang Yan.

"Old classmate, are you okay now? The leader's temperament is the highest in the audience, not like a college student at all."

He Meng's eyes shone with brilliance, smiling like a flower.

Wang Yan replied casually: "When a person's ability reaches a certain level, backward compatibility is actually a very simple matter."

After a pause, he glanced at her and smiled: "It's nothing more than a cost issue."

He Meng was taken aback, his expression thoughtful.

She didn't fully understand Wang Yan's words~www.readwn.com~ but instinctively told her that Wang Yan was beating her.

Ask if you don’t understand.

He Meng's ambition was activated, relying on the beauty's innate advantages, he continued to ask: "What does the cost mean? Why are you willing to pay?"

Wang Dashao smiled without saying a word, and raised a wine glass to her.

"You have too many questions, old classmate. Come on, cheers!"

hateful!

He Meng was so angry, but involuntarily picked up the beer and drank it.

After drinking, seeing Wang Yan's movements, her big eyes became round.

You asked me to toast, but you just took a sip? !

How can you be such a dog? !

He Meng's chest buckled with anger, and the neckline squeezed out a semi-white and greasy arc, forming waves, dazzlingly beautiful.

She didn't realize that when facing Wang Yan, her emotions were particularly vulnerable.

One pinch and one pinch.

Jie is the compatibility of Neptune to small fry.