I’m A Baller

I……

　　 Wang Yan was choked and turned white.

　　 Brother knows a lot, but I can’t tell you the same!

　　 He Miao Miao is really fatal to get up.

　　 The key is that she can skin, but Wang Yan can't climb up the pole, because in fact the answer she wants most is not the one that extends from the stubble.

Isn't 　　 pretty winding?

　　 In short, there is a pit in front of you, don't jump.

　　 So what should I do?

　　 The eyelids trembled slightly, and his mind was touched.

　　 Young Master Wang calmly, without warning, suddenly "daddy", frowned tightly, and stared at him: "Have a good chat!"

Eh? !

　　 It's He Miaomiao's turn to beep.

　　 What kind of fantasy unfolds? !

　　 You put a good deal of sultry and don't do it, and what do you pretend that you are so righteous and upright? !

　　 Wang Yan didn't play the cards according to the cards, and he caught He Miaomiao off guard on the spot.

　　 After all, they don’t know each other very well, and the eldest lady really couldn’t confirm for a while, what is going on with Wang Yan—the truth is unpredictable, and the mood is even more difficult to figure out.

　　 So, she softened involuntarily, and she was short of nothing.

　　 "Hey, I'm just kidding you..."

　　Wang Dashao was unreasonable, his eyes became more serious: "Little girl's house, all jokes are made?"

　　 "Hey, do you want to be so boring?"

　　 Miss He is a little anxious.

　　 Wang Yan opened his bow left and right and his two big mouths were pasted, and he immediately fed the jujube, and his tone eased.

　　 "You are so beautiful, can you be careful about joking with boys? Aren't you afraid to trouble yourself?!"

　　 "Do you think I'm joking with anyone?!"

　　 Miss He was so angry that she was wronged by Bara, but she felt a little sweet in her heart.

　　 looked at Wang Yan and shook her head, and then lowered her head to drink tea. She didn't plan to continue to pick up the stubbornness. She started to worry again.

　　 finally couldn't help it, a little skinny and a little shy asked: "Eh, do you really think I am beautiful?"

"Ok."

　　 The daddy Wang Yan just nodded calmly, appearing frank and dull.

　　 is not right, it is not dull, it is a perfunctory kind of condescending to coax children.

　　 He Miaomiao is not satisfied.

　　 "Which is pretty? Compared with your girlfriend?"

　　 "Didn't I praise you in front of her?"

　　 Wang Yan has a good memory, and instantly remembered the last time he received a call from Liu Li in front of He Miaomiao.

　　 "Just look at your appearance and figure, you are better than her."

　　 "What is this..."

　　 He Miaomiao muttered, becoming more dissatisfied, but unable to vent.

　　The reason is very simple: the answer she wants is not what it looks like now.

　　 But if she wants to specifically describe what kind of answer she wants, she can't describe it. Anyway, it just feels wrong.

　　 Wang Yan laughed blankly: "You are the most beautiful in my eyes, really."

　　 looks like a confession, but in fact it should be a confession, but there is no affectionate feeling, only the indifferent narration of objective facts.

　　 He Miaomiao judged that the content should be true, but the actual meaning is still the same as before——

　　 is good-looking, but it's not you who I like.

　　 "You are so annoying!"

　　The depressed Miss He suddenly pouted her lips and lost her temper quite unreasonably.

　　 Young Master Wang was motionless, drinking tea slowly, blocking her eyes with just two words: "Occasionally."

　　Occasionally your uncle!

　　 I am angry with you all the time, do you know how to cut? !

　　 Uh, except when buying fruit...

　　 Uh, except for the last time you helped me fix the dorm room...

　　 Uh, except for the previous gang fights with the sports department...

　　 He Miaomiao shook her head desperately and warned herself: No, you can't think about it anymore, the more you think about it, the less momentum!

　　 However, in fact, she has lost her composure now whether she wants to or not.

　　 All the experience of the eldest lady is derived from those who lick the dog suitors. Not only are they very good at the subject, but also the skills are learned in a mess.

　　 Therefore, she is extremely sensitive in some aspects, but in most cases, the response is a little naive.

　　 Well, compared to the driver Wang who is rushing on the car **** road, it is really too tender.

　　 Fortunately, at the critical moment she didn't know what to do, the waiter knocked on the door and presented the dishes.

　　 A straw!

　　Ms. He immediately picked up her chopsticks and invited her diligently, "Come on, try this duck fried with Tieguanyin!"

　　 Stunned Wang Yan.

　　Miss, your moves are a little unpredictable...

　　 I don’t care about that much, the food is currently, Wang Yan licked the duck meat with his chopsticks and snapped a bite.

　　 The skin is crispy, the meat is tender, and it has a strong tea fragrance to dilute the greasy feeling, which is delicious.

　　 But there was no reward, because the mood was not in place for the time being, and because the taste was not so amazing.

　　 "It tastes good, your order is very good!"

　　 In a pragmatic evaluation, Wang Yan put down his chopsticks and saw He Miaomiao picking up two tea buds.

　　 "That's how the duck is, you should focus on Tieguanyin, that's the essence."

　　 "Well, indeed."

　　 Wang Yan nodded in agreement, "Many times, the main material is just that, expensive, not necessarily good."

　　 He Miaomiao fluttered and lifted his little head, staring at Wang Yan, as if trying to confirm whether there was any implication in his words.

　　 There must be!

　　 But He Miaomiao didn't figure it out. She is not the kind of human spirit like Lin Weiwei and Fu Yushi. She can't smell the strings and know the elegance, so she can only guess with instinctive sensitivity.

　　 That is simply looking for enoki mushrooms in the sea.

　　 frowned, she muttered: "Expensive, at least the lower limit can be guaranteed, not too bad."

　　 Wang Dashao nodded, not following the stubble.

　　 Then, without a few words, I can guarantee He Miaomiao around, but that is not the purpose.

　　 hurry back to the topic, it is true.

　　 But not too blunt.

　　Wang Dashao clearly wanted to do the little princess, but he didn't take the initiative to speak. After nodding, he looked at her with a smile.

　　 Within two seconds, He Miaomiao couldn't hold his breath.

　　 "Why, do you think what I said is wrong?"

　　 "No." The youngest shook his head.

　　 "Then why are you looking at me with a smirk?"

　　 "You are really beautiful and pleasing to the eye. I wonder if I don't look at you?"

　　 "Eat your meal, don’t watch it!"

　　 fierce.

　　 Wang Yan smiled with a good temper, really lowered his head to drink tea, and stopped looking at her.

　　 The probing stage went from shallow to deep and lasted until now. Wang Yan has roughly grasped the opponent's character.

　　 stubborn, arrogant, straightforward, some princesses are really sick.

　　 is a typical eldest lady who grew up in a wealthy and harmonious family environment and was spoiled from childhood to adulthood.

　　 The influence of the native family on the character of the child has been discussed in many psychology books, so it is not difficult for Wang Yan to push back.

　　 With the character of Miss He, it is difficult to arouse her interest by conventional means.

　　 Her needs in terms of material comfort do not need to be met by the external environment, so the motivation for external requests is very low.

　　 For her, "fun" itself is definitely more meaningful than a bet.

　　 "So do we want to play that game? Just as a tacit test?"

　　 There was a long silence. When He Miaomiao began to feel uncomfortable, Wang Dashao suddenly blew out a highly targeted sentence, which was visible to the naked eye. Miss He moved and her eyes brightened.

　　 Of course, the mouth is still hard.

　　 "Who wants to have a tacit understanding with you?"

　　Wang Yan's charity smile—not a sick sentence, it's the official smile of charity.

　　 "Friends can also have a tacit understanding... At most, I will add a little more bet: When my villa is decorated, please come to BBQ and I will barbecue for you."

　　 He Miaomiao's interest is getting stronger, but he is still making the final support.

　　 "The meat you roasted...what's the condition?"

　　 Wang Yan didn't talk nonsense, he directly called out the circle of friends of Ruyu's sand sculptures and turned to a photo.

The picture of 　　 is steaming skewers, with the words "Brother Wang baked it by himself, it’s delicious than ever before!"

　　 "Gudong..."

　　 Miss He swallowed her saliva and finally moved her heart.

　　 "Really?"

　　 "Master Class."

　　 Young Master Wang looks handsome with confidence, He Miaomiao believes.

　　 "Okay, I'll gamble with you!"

　　 Once reserved, she is more active than anyone else.

　　 immediately asked the waiter to bring two pieces of paper and two pens, protect the surface of the paper with his left hand, and start writing and drawing on the paper with his right hand.

　　 "Is it within 5 minutes?"

"Ok."

　　 "100 points is love to full marks?"

　　 "It can be understood that way."

　　 "Then you will lose!"

　　 "Don't be too smug, narcissism is easy to hurt."

　　 Wang Yan was not in a hurry to write down, but interfered with her with a smile, and received a big roll of eyes.

　　 But rolling her eyes didn't help her solve the problem. When she didn't play, she didn't know how tangled it would be. Now, she really felt the embarrassment.

　　 Guess how much a boy likes him... Guess? !

　　 Guessing in Gaoli, seeming narcissistic.

　　 Guessed down, looking timid.

　　 I, He Miaomiao, was coaxed to grow up by the boys, who don’t like me? !

　　 But Wang Yan, this dead fox, is usually treacherous and slippery, and his mind is unpredictable. Do you like me or not? !

　　 ahhhhhhh!

　　 If you like it, you definitely like it. The key lies in the degree...

　　 or, guess in the middle? !

　　 ah ah, so tangled!

　　 "Alright! I'll just count this! Hurry up, hurry up!"

　　 He Miaomiao struggled for a long time, and finally "calculated" a number, slapped the pen, and urged nervously and anxiously.

　　 Wang Yan hasn't written a pen until now. Hearing the words, he just handwritten the next number.

　　 He Miaomiao quit: "Hey, why are you so sloppy?!"

　　 "I guessed it in my heart..."

　　 "Are you sure? Are you sure you think about it?!"

　　 "Hmm."

　　 "Then can I change it?"

　　 "It's okay, but I guess you will change more and more."

　　Ms. He suddenly fell into a tangled state again, and it took a long time before she stroked her hair irritably: "Hey, if you don't change it, you can't change it, just like it!"

　　 The way she stroked her hair from front to back is very funny, frizzy and beautiful.

　　 Wang Yan smiled: "Then show the answer! My answer is 72 points, how about you?"

　　Ｏ(≧口≦)〇!

　　 He Miaomiao looked at Wang Yan's paper, then looked at his own answer, and was shocked in disbelief.

　　 "Why... what stuff?!"

　　 aroused Wang Yan's curiosity: "How many points?"

　　 He Miaomiao looked up at Wang Yan, then looked down at the answer, suddenly covered the paper with both hands, and Tuan was about to destroy the evidence in his hand.

　　 still yelled: "How many points do you care? Can't I give up if I give up?!"

　　Wang Dashao has eyes and hands quickly, and he jumps up, stretches out his **** and gently flicks the back of He Miaomiao's right hand, and then gently pinches He Miaomiao's left wrist with his other hand.

　　 It was a coincidence that she tried hard, but didn't hurt her, but snatched the paper ball over.

　　 "Ah!"

　　 He Miaomiao screamed in fright, walked around the chair and rushed towards Wang Yan.

　　 "Smelly hooligan, you pay me back soon! You are not allowed to watch!"

　　 As soon as he jumped up less than 20 centimeters, he was stretched out a finger by Fighting Wang, pressed his forehead and pressed it back.

　　 Unfolded the paper ball leisurely, and after only one glance, Wang Yan laughed.

　　 "Hahaha..."

　　 A big 85 points is placed there, and there is a line of small words at the bottom: Love me in your heart, you can’t say anything! Men, they all want face!

　　 There is another line of ticked off above the 　　 small print: more than friendship, not full of likes? Not right!

　　 A row of small Xs in small pieces, and all that point is cleared.

　　Xswl!

　　 He Miaomiao was so smiled that he wanted to bite, patted the table and went straight to Wang Yan.

　　 The young lady squatted on the ground with a smile, and the young lady jumped over and started hammering.

　　Without two catties of strength, and only dared to pat the back, Wang Yan let her vent and laughed.

　　 "Oh! Why are you so narcissistic?! I still love you so much...Hahahahaha!"

　　 "Wang Yan!"

　　 He Miaomiao called out, trembling with anger: "We two have a vengeance!"

　　 "Hmm, ok...hahahaha!"

　　 Miss He really couldn't hold her face, she threw her arm and turned to leave.

　　 Wang Yan couldn't watch it anymore, he hurriedly pulled her, grabbed her shoulders and pushed back to the chair.

　　 "What are you doing? You are a little fairy, so you can't afford to have fun..."

　　 "Who can't afford it? The phone is for you, and you delete the files yourself!"

　　 He Miaomiao pushed the phone forward, carrying a bag with a cold face and packing.

　　 "Hurry up and delete it! I don't want to eat with you anymore, hate!"

　　 "Who hates it? Brother is a star teacher, and he has a girlfriend. Is he not sincere enough to show 72% of his heart to like you?"

　　Wang Dashao gags and secretly changes the concept to play especially slippery~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He Miaomiao was bluffed all of a sudden.

　　 percentile system, 72 points is 72%, nothing wrong.

　　Wang Yan's popularity in Star Master is not fake.

　　 Although the whole sentence sounds strange, He Miaomiao couldn't react at all.

　　 "Hey, what is your mobile phone password?"

　　 Wang Yan fiddled with He Miaomiao's phone, and asked naturally.

　　Ms. He was still in confusion, Wang Yan asked too smoothly again, and casually replied the truth: "970222."

"Oh."

　　Wang Dashao responded and successfully unlocked He Miaomiao's phone, then pressed the screen off, and handed it back to her with a smirk.

　　 "I just know it, don't tell anyone in the future!"

　　 He Miaomiao reacted, groaning his teeth with anger.

　　 "Wang Yan!"

　　 Young Master Wang didn't panic at all, suddenly lowered his body, supported her chair back with one hand and the tabletop with the other, staring at her closely.

　　 The smile narrowed, and his eyes were gentle.

　　 "I was joking with you, how could I move your phone?"

　　 was teased!

　　 Years of experience made He Miaomiao clearly aware of this.

　　 But it is useless to be clear, facing those clear, gentle, overbearing and calm eyes, her heart still thumped uncontrollably.

　　 scumbag man! !

　　 You stay away from me!

　　 There was a sorrow in the heart of Missy.