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165. A high-end and high-grade name

Yuan An sat cross-legged on the bed, nodding like a chicken pecking rice: "Yeah, so fashionable! Then call her Isabella... Such a name, hey, I can do it too." She pointed to another person wearing sportswear.

The foreign girl was convinced: "Then she can be called Helen, oh, she looks like a heroine in a blockbuster film..."

He picked another one: Zola.

She picked another one: Angel.

He picked another one: Vera...

She tilted her head and looked at him, frowning: "All the names you chose have the character 'La' in them?"

He laughed: "I didn't pay attention to this."

She approached his face gossipingly and said in a flattering manner: "Hehe, my best friend, was your previous girlfriend called 'La'? What makes you so fond of her?"

His face darkened and his expression became a little unnatural: "Why are you mentioning her?"

She pouted and hesitated: "Then tell me, is her name 'La'?" She learned to be jealous, sour, and fell on the bed with a thud.

His handsome face was enlarged towards her: "No, no, she is just a passerby, let's ignore her from now on." He pulled her up: "Keep going, these dolls must have names."

"But I can't remember their names in the blink of an eye." Yuan An became sad.

"It's okay, you'll know as soon as you become familiar with them. In the future, when you become familiar with them, just like you are familiar with me, you will naturally not forget their names." He pressed a kiss on her forehead encouragingly.

She clenched her fists and made up her mind: "You must remember it." She started to name it again: "This is called Fish. I can remember it and I will never forget it even if I die." When she looked at the doll, her eyes were full of spring.

Infinite tenderness.

This time, it was Mo Yiyang's turn to be sour: "Xia Yecheng's English name is Fish? Humph, childish! It sounds ugly!"

Yuan An was furious and punched him in the chest: "You can laugh at me, but you can't laugh at this name! Otherwise, I, I, I will fight with you!" She really rushed over, like a little monkey

, beating and kicking him randomly.

Mo Yiyang used his hands and feet to restrain her with great difficulty: "Crazy girl, are you a monkey? I scratched your face." He stared at her wolfishly, mainly at her bright red mouth.

, and didn’t dare to really kiss her.

That taste is really going to kill someone.

Yuan An gasped and hummed: "Who asked you to attack that man?"

"It doesn't sound good to begin with." He slapped his neck and yelled, "It just doesn't sound good!"

She bit him on the shoulder and said hard: "Aren't you going to say it yet? Aren't you going to say it yet! That's the English name of my boss Sein Feiyu! Fish! Fish! Fish! It's super nice! My idol's name is just nice.

!”

Phew! I told you earlier, it’s not Xia Yecheng’s English name! He laughed sarcastically, and apologized very sincerely and with integrity: "This name, I have to say, is very high-end! It has an international style...

…”

Yuan Anle was stunned and patted his chest: "I'm just saying, high-end and classy, ​​aren't you talking about my idol? Hahaha, you should have had this awareness a long time ago, as for being bitten by me? Come on, let's be cute

Sister Yuan An, let’s take a look, where is the bite? Does it hurt?”

She didn’t know where she was blowing, but she was blowing loudly, and her hands were touching the handsome guy’s body like this and that...

He was very embarrassed, but he liked her so much that his heart was beating loudly and he wanted to knock this stupid girl unconscious with three punches and two kicks, so he could do it to her on the spot.
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