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Chapter 1889 Scumbag and Scumbag

Chapter 1889: Scumbag man and scumbag woman

"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beautiful woman?"

Lin Baoer looked at Zhao Yuhan with a lustful look, felt disgusted and scolded him without hesitation.

"Yes, I've never seen anyone like you, a girl."

Zhao Yuhan murmured, very obsessed.

His words immediately attracted the dissatisfaction of the beauties beside him, and he pinched his arm hard, "Aren't I beautiful?"

"Beautiful, of course beautiful?"

“Who is more beautiful?”

"Everyone has its own merits."

The foreign girl was very dissatisfied with the words and did not let go: "The answer is wrong, please tell me again, which one is more beautiful?"

"You are the most beautiful." Zhao Yuhan grinned in pain and begged for mercy quickly, "Let go."

As soon as possible, he verbally praised foreign girls for being more beautiful, but his hot eyes never moved away from Lin Baoer, as if they were stained with honey.

"Don't be tempted by the little vixen."

Seeing this, the foreign girl looked at Lin Baoer unhappily.

Then he pushed open the car door and walked down.

This beauty is tall and has a typical European and American girl, nearly one head taller than Lin Baoer.

She looked at the little loli with disdain: "But that's it."

"Who is the little vixen? I think you are?"

Lin Baoer confronted him unhappily, "Look at how exposed you are, you must not be a student of this school."

"You guessed it wrong. I'm just a student from a university, and I'm also a school beauty!"

"Can you be a school beauties like you?" Lin Baoer looked up and down, "People who don't know the truth think you are a street girl, so there is no trace of the temperament of a college student."

In terms of words, she will not make any concessions at all, otherwise others will think she is easy to bully.

What's more, it was the foreign girl who spoke rudely first.

It seems that the saying that birds of a feather flock together is true. Zhao Yuhan is not a good thing, but foreign girls are the same. Those who are close to red and those who are close to ink are black. The two of them influence each other, or they are the "ink" they do.

The foreign girl instructed arrogantly: "You are from Chinese, should you be low-key in our country? You know, little girl movies."

"You are the little girl movies. Look at your flat breasts, you are not as big as a rustic bun."

Lin Baoer responded without hesitation, "So the little girl movies are used on you, and it is in line with them, and they are tailor-made for you."

"I'm taller than you!"

"I have bigger breasts than you, why don't you accept it? Compare it!"

"Is it amazing to have a big breast? I can't say that the silicone is stuffed inside."

The foreign girl looked at Lin Baoer in a cow-shaped state, feeling inferior and full of jealousy and hatred.

"It's purely natural, but your height, I suspect breaking the leg bones and stuffing them with steel plates to increase height."

Lin Baoer suddenly smiled sly, "Besides, if you are taller, I will definitely be taller than you when I lie down."

There is nothing wrong with this.

"Okay, don't argue, give me some face."

At this time, Zhao Yuhan walked over and headed straight for Lin Baoer, and shamelessly stretched out his hand: "I'll introduce myself. My name is Zhao Yuhan. I dare to ask the girl's name."

He seemed polite at this moment, but in fact he was a hypocritical hypocrite.

A custom-made casual outfit on the left wrist, a gold watch worth hundreds of thousands of yuan shines in the sun, very high-profile, and is placed first intentionally or unintentionally.

"Call me aunt." Lin Baoer was too lazy to tell the other party her real name.

"Auntie--"

Zhao Yuhan didn't react for a moment and shouted without thinking, then suddenly realized that he was being played with by the little girl in front of him.

In order to leave a good impression on the little loli, Zhao Yuhan suppressed the anger in his heart and maintained a hypocritical smile on his face: "Beauty, you are quite humorous."

"I don't call it a beauty, but my aunt, are you stupid?"

"Let's do this. Although my car has scratched a few times, I don't need to compensate you for your sake. I just can I give you some face and have a meal together tonight."

This guy's thought of picking up girls is obvious at a glance, and he can even tell if a fool is trying to see it.

He felt that the luxury car he drove and his pretty decent appearance would definitely touch the hearts of the beautiful woman and make her embrace him.

However, this time Zhao Yuhan was wrong, because Lin Baoer was different from other beauties. She is a wealthy daughter. To be honest, she doesn't particularly like the children of rich families.

Because she felt that these rich boys either had hostility or had a spoiled spirit. In short, they had no ambition, let alone ambition.

"I am not free, I am not a celebrity, I am specially used to accompany dinners and various parties."

Lin Baoer opened her mouth and turned her back on the other side.

She then pointed to Ye Fan in the luxury car, "What's more, haven't you seen it? I have a boyfriend. It seems inappropriate for you to openly invite me to have a meal in front of him."

"Stop kidding girl. With your appearance, he can't match you."

Zhao Yuhan had long noticed Ye Fan. Based on his first impression, he felt that the Chinese boy was just like this, and he did not have the temperament of a rich young man at all, but instead had an extremely strong penis aura.

He didn't understand why Ye Fan stayed with the big-breasted little loli, and it was really a flower stuck in cow dung.

He suddenly realized: "I understand, he must be your full-time driver. I know you rich girls. I am too tired to drive by myself, so I often hire a driver."

Zhao Yuhan then said self-righteously, "I'll say one more thing, beauty, you have to look for a driver to be good-looking, you are a little more handsome, look at your driver, aren't as handsome as me?"

"Fart!" Lin Baoer hated the guy in front of him more and more. "The rustic bun is much more handsome than you, and you are too pretentious."

"You said it's quite easy."

At this time, Ye Fan got out of the car and said to Zhao Yuhan, "I broke my car. If you say you don't compensate, it's over? Remember, the responsible party is entirely on your side."

It’s like a gangster stabbing an innocent passerby with a knife in the street, and then shamelessly said to the passerby: “Forget it, you don’t need medical expenses.”

Zhao Yuhan is not ordinary shameless and shameless.

"What do you want?" He looked at Ye Fan coldly with an unhappy face.

"Of course I lost money. If I don't lose money, I'll apologize." Ye Fan's request was reasonable, without any excessiveness.

"It's ridiculous, you think this is possible."
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