"You..." After hearing Shangguan Wudao's ulterior motives, Yan Xiaolan had nothing to say and could only choose to remain silent. Not to mention, sometimes, silence is really golden. Shangguan Wudao also took advantage of Yan Xiaolan's silence.
She had no idea.
"What? You have nothing to say?" After a long silence, Shangguan Wudao turned on the music in the car and glanced sideways at Yan Xiaolan.
"I am speechless for you." These four short words are enough to summarize Yan Xiaolan's pretended disdain for Shangguan Wudao at this time. This is completely challenging Shangguan Wudao's limit.
Shangguan Wudao has always been the only one who shows indifference and disdain to others, but today he is ignored and despised by this little girl. He is unwilling to accept it, but he has no good way to fight back against Yan Xiaolan for the time being. Well, Yan Xiaolan
Xiaolan won again.
"This girl is really interesting, very interesting!" Shangguan Wudao suddenly laughed and said to himself. At this moment, he already had a plan, a beauty cultivation plan. He wanted to cultivate the girl in front of him into a real beauty.
A woman who charms all living beings.
"It's not that bad when you smile." Yan Xiaolan said, as if she would not give up until Shangguan Wudao was so beaten that he jumped into the river.
“It’s okay, I feel good about myself!”
Unexpectedly, Shangguan Wudao deliberately regarded Yan Xiaolan's evaluation as a compliment and accepted it happily. This almost made Yan Xiaolan choke. Her green eyes widened, as if she wanted to eat Shangguan Wudao.
Tao-like.
"Just be narcissistic. You,,, one day..." Yan Xiaolan said while thinking wildly that one day, she would torture Shangguan Wudao until he was like a "human being, a ghost, not a ghost".
"What will happen one day?" Shangguan Wudao accelerated suddenly again, and Pagani - the Son of the Wind instantly seemed to be flying.
Experiencing the feeling of floating at high speed, Yan Xiaolan felt extremely excited. She had never had this experience before, and Shangguan Wudao was lucky enough to possess Yan Xiaolan's first time again.
"It's okay, you concentrate on driving, ah! Ah! You are going to die! If you want to die, you can do it yourself, but don't hold me back, I'm still young."
Yan Xiaolan said something that was against her will, but she didn't blush at all. What is said, "the one who is close to the vermillion is red, the one who is close to the ink is black, it does make sense." Yan Xiaolan had only stayed with Shangguan Wudao for less than a day.
She actually gradually became exactly the same as Shangguan Wudao. If she were to be more ruthless, they would be more similar inside.
"Get off the car!" About an hour later, Shangguan Wudao parked Pagani, the Son of the Wind, in front of a nightclub called "Xinchao". The security guard of the nightclub hurriedly came up and opened the door for them. Yan Xiao
Lan carelessly followed Shangguan Wudao out of the car.
After getting off the car, Shangguan Wudao said a very gentlemanly thank you to the security guard like an 18-year-old girl getting on a sedan chair in ancient times (for the first time). Yan Xiaolan immediately showed a disdainful look: It's okay, why are you pretending to be polite?
Don't you, the humble gentleman, always love to be ruthless?
"You're welcome. Welcome to our trendy nightclub. I wish you a good time." The security guard spoke typical non-standard Mandarin, which was really amazing.
When Yan Xiaolan and Shangguan Wudao walked into the nightclub, Shangguan Wudao naturally grabbed her little hand and held it in his arm. Yan Xiaolan was stunned for a moment when she saw this. She was about to break free, but saw Shangguan
Wu Dao gave a cannibalistic look: Do you dare to,,, let go and try?!