Well, I didn’t expect that Yin Yijie’s Qigong was so awesome!
The black head, who had always had the upper hand, was furious at his cold words.
I feel a little indescribable. I'm a little worried about Yin Yijie, and I really don't understand it. But I'm still very excited.
Black-headed, Lao Fan, except for his bright black head and some imposing manner, he is fat and wearing a suit, and his temperament is worse than that of a farmer entrepreneur. He held a cigar in his hand and walked back and forth for a few steps, but he was not that rude or rude.
When it came to Yin Yijie, it couldn't block the top of his head. If the angle was considered, it would probably be half a head lower than Yin Yijie's.[
I suddenly thought of Eric Tsang. The way Lao Fan looks now is very much like the boss played by Zhiwei, but he doesn't have that magnanimity.
I quietly waited for the ending.
Lao Fan stood in front of Yin Yijie, looked at him for a long time, and suddenly sighed like a father: "Young man, don't be so stubborn."
Yin Yijie didn't say anything. I only saw his shoulders shrug slightly, obviously he didn't mean anything.
Lao Fan walked back and sat down on the large sofa again. He sat very upright, puffed out a cigar, and said, "Did you go a little too far? Did you make such a big mistake?"
Yin Yijie remained silent, shrugged, and raised his eyebrows slightly, which meant: it has nothing to do with you.
Lao Fan looked at him, and then at Fan Yiyi next to him, and sighed like a father: "I'm afraid that you will delay Yiyi. Moreover, the trap has become too big, how are you going to end it?"
His tone was leisurely and understated, as if he was watching a play, or he had a winning ticket, waiting for Yin Yijie to kneel down and beg him.
Fan Tangtang took Yin Yijie's arm and kept leaning against him, as if he was cold.
It seems to be really cold. I don’t know when it started, but the stars have already lit up. There are only a few stars, twinkling and shining very brightly.
The night wind occasionally blew up, ruffling my hair and almost getting tangled in the green vines behind my back.
Fan Tongyi was wearing a thin skirt, with a section of snow-white knees exposed. When the hem of the skirt swayed slightly in the wind, the shawl also swayed gently.
She is charming and not frivolous, which is the standard form of an elegant lady. However, beauty can easily freeze people, and she probably can't avoid it, so she leans closer to Yin Yijie as hard as she can.,,guli