The Little Devil of Mr. Wen is Bewitching the World

   Zhang Yang quickly got rid of it.

   "No no no, she has a boyfriend, and her boyfriend is there too."

  The girl instantly gained confidence.

   "That means you are still single, do I have a chance!"

   was so frightened that Zhang Yang stuttered.

   Are girls now expressing their likes so quickly and accurately? Can they really tell what they like?

   Yingjing didn't mean to listen, the girl said it so loudly that even the passing waiter looked at them several times.

   Zhang Yang hurriedly scanned a code to persuade him to quit.

   Now it's not easy to talk here, he also has to consider the girl's mood, the occasion is not right.

   Later, he explained to her personally on WeChat that the two of them are not suitable, and it is best to stop the loss in time.

   "Blind date object!"

   You can also see it by looking at the scene.

   Zhang Yang doesn't usually socialize, and doesn't know many people. Even if you meet a female friend, the conversation will not be rigid like this, plus what the girl says.

   "He looks so sweet, and Assistant Zhang is also quite..."

   Zhang Yang quickly interrupted her.

   "Miss Ying, don't make fun of me, it's not like you don't know where my mind is going now."

"Really plan on chasing Weiyi? Then you have to prepare well. Her elm head is as good as my brother's. No, you may not know one thing about her. My brother is not open-minded, but Weiyi is open-minded. It's too big. With confidence, all the handsome guys in the world are hers."

   Zhang Yang:…

   A female voice could be heard in the private room behind him.

   is comparable to howling and howling.

   It took Zhang Yang a long time to hear that she was singing the fox spirit.

   patted the assistant on the shoulder sympathetically.

   "It's not that it doesn't sound good, it's just the style. Nuwa gave her a good-looking face, and God split her throat jealously."

   Zhang Yang:…

   Yingjing stood for a while and returned to the room, Zhang Yang entered in front of her.

   When she pushed the door and entered, the two were holding the microphone and singing duet of love songs.

   It's just how wrong this song sounds.

   Is this how Zhang Yang sings in memory?

   It doesn't sound so bad!

   Later, Yingjing understood. Some people are willing to go into her world by pretending to be crazy and foolish for another person.

   But it is not suitable for the occasion!

   She silently plugged her earplugs and gnawed at the chicken feet.

   Got retribution! Usually there are many conjugal shows, but now it's someone else's turn to show her.

  The accident happened too fast, and the chicken feet were half eaten.

  The door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

   The sound in the house stopped abruptly, and several people looked over.

   They are all people they don’t know, but the one in the middle is a little familiar, so I’ve only met each other.

   "Chen Jing, you lost a big risk, didn't you say that the person you like is here? What are you doing, go and confess!" The girl was almost pushed forward by the people behind her.

   shyly glanced at Zhang Yang and then lowered his head, holding a bouquet of roses in his hand.

   "Zhang... Zhang Yang. I... The first time I saw you, I liked it very much. You... Would you like to get to know me more?"

   The chicken bones in Ying Jingjing's mouth all fell out.

  Looking at Weiyi again, she looked at the scene in front of her with a look of super excitement.

   "Zhang Yang, it's not bad! Yan Fu is not shallow, the little girl is so beautiful. What are you hesitating about, I'll go straight to me."

   As soon as the scene was excited, the chicken paw slapped directly on the forehead. OMG! She had done something wrong in her last life, and everyone around her was all lonely and widowed.

   Zhang Yang was also a little confused, but he was still sensible and quickly reacted.

   When Zhang Yang was about to refuse, Yingjing suddenly clutched his stomach and cried out in pain.

   "Oh, oh, oh. My stomach hurts so bad, Zhang Yang Zhang Yang, please help me call the second uncle, I can't stand the pain."

   Zhang Yang couldn't tell whether she was in real pain or fake pain.

   If you are too busy, you have to go out.

   Wei Yixu, who was chased before the person reached the door, came back.

   patted her head when passing by Yingjing.

   "What's the matter? I don't have any eyesight. I didn't see Assistant Zhang at a critical moment. Where is Wen Fucheng, I'll call you."

   rolled his eyes in response to the scene. Who is my sister who has no eyesight!

   If Zhang Yang refused in front of so many people, the little girl might feel ashamed.

   For others, it’s a joke, but for a little girl, it’s enough to confess with sincerity and courage.

   If Zhang Yang was hot-headed, he would not refuse.

   But looking at Zhang Yang's reaction, it was obvious that he wanted to refuse!

   In order to prevent the scene from becoming embarrassing, Yingjing decided to sacrifice himself and fulfill the self.

  Unfortunately, she underestimated the rank of good sister, a roadblock.

   So she just performed on the spot and fainted.

   The first time I saw someone nibbling on chicken feet in the clubhouse and fainted.

   Zhang Yang ran out without hesitation at all. Before leaving, he said sorry to the little girl and will contact her later.

   A group of Wuyangyang people dispersed.

  The only thing left in the huge room is Yihe Yingjing.

  Don't panic in case of an accident, take out your mobile phone and take a picture first.

   What's more, Weiyi already knew that she was pretending for the occasion.

   "Why did you stop Assistant Zhang's marriage!"

   "Because he doesn't like it! You didn't see it."

   "How come I didn't know you have such a sense of justice, sister."

   Lying on the table in response to the scene, pouted helplessly. "I'm thinking about who I am, and keep all the high-quality men for you."

   "Zhang Yang? He's not my type."

  The person outside the door slowly retracted the hand that fell on the doorknob.

   "Assistant Zhang is very good."

   "Well, it's pretty good, but it may not be useful."

  Scenario:…

   Yingjing immediately pricked up his ears, propped his head with one hand and tilted his head to look at Wei Yi, with a gossip expression on his face.

   "Have you used it?"

   "I~ I haven't used it, haven't I seen it yet?" However, it seemed to be quite powerful when I saw it that morning. "Perhaps, I can try it and tell you about my experience."

  The color is bold.

   "Come on if you have the ability, and I will transfer the father that Ying Zenan owes me to you."

  Wei Yi took advantage of the situation and sat beside her, picked up the open beer and took a sip.

   "Brother Zenan, do you know you are such a jerk?" After sip after sip, his eyes gradually became sad. "I saw Gu Ze, he's back."

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   When Wen Fucheng came to pick up Yingjing and go home, Zhang Yang directly carried Weiyi.

   That's right, it's to carry.

   Weiyi was so drunk that she was not much better, she was choked several times.

   But fortunately, people can still recognize it clearly.

   With Assistant Zhang, it should be fine.

  Wait, with Assistant Zhang, it seems more likely to happen.

   But she can't take care of herself now.

  Wen Fucheng fed her a few sips of warm water when he got home, and looked at him lazily on the panda doll.

   The account books of the two were neatly next to each other.

   crawled over to pick up the two people's things and held them in his arms.

   He was dishonest when he saw her when he came out;

   wanted to take something out of her arms, but she refused to let it, and even bit him.

   "Shh, I'm waiting for my Wen Fucheng to pick me up."

  …

   "Wen Fucheng, you marry me! I stole my account to marry you."

  …

   She muttered to herself.

"However, in my last life, I plucked up the courage to steal the household registration book and was obliterated on the way to find you. I didn't like Lu Zishu, but it forced me to like Lu Zishu. My favorite is you. "

  Wen Fucheng listened to her word by word, and a violent storm began to brew in his deep eyes.