Slag Girl Illustrated Book

He thought that this person would also want to buy a drink, so he staggered a position and signaled that he was leaving.

Just a few steps away, I heard the following sentence: "Ruan Xihe."

Wen didn't stop, and he was not someone he knew. He didn't even think that he was telling him.

Yan Fufeng stared at Wen Ye's back, his complexion really not pretty.

This young man is not inferior to herself, and she is also very good in appearance, which is the type she would like.

But he didn't feel the name Ruan Xihe, either he didn't really know her, or Ruan Ruan used a pseudonym.

Of course he prefers the latter.

......

"Boom boom boom"

Ruan Xihe went to open the door, and Wen embraced her waist and kissed her.

One goes back and the other goes forward.

Soon the waist reached the surface of the bed.

"Wearing deliberately to wait for me to come back?"

The bridge of his nose is high, the tip of his nose is lightly against her neck, and there is residual heat in his breath.

"Yes, waiting for you to come back." She chuckled lightly.

Then he can't disappoint his sister, bow his head and hold back.

......

When it was over, she squinted and leaned in his arms.

Wen also touched her hair every time.

"I just saw an Australian city license plate downstairs. It's good for your birthday. Or when I go back, I will buy another car and get a Tianjin license plate to display my sister's birthday."

Ruan Xihe was stunned for a moment. What Wen Ye said later, she basically did not hear.

The 0919 license plates in all areas of Australia City were bought by Yan Fufeng, so the 0919 must be his car.

Does he come to live at Waldorf Astoria?

"elder sister?"

"elder sister?"

He called Ruan Xihe twice before she came back to her senses.

"What's wrong?"

"What was thinking about? So lost?"

"I think your idea is pretty good." She smiled.

......

"Is there a problem with that person just now?" Lin Dong asked Yan Fufeng staring at Wen Ye's back.

"have."

"Then I will check him alone."

"good."

Yan Fufeng sat back to the position just now, but his mind was still a little dazed.

Winter comes back after a long while.

"Liu Ye is not."

Yan Fufeng's sixth sense has always been very accurate. He has been well aware of the fact that Ruan Ruan is with this young man, but now Lin Dong has taken the information and said that it is not.

For a while, I didn't know whether it was happiness or worry.

According to the information, the teenager was named Wen Ye, a student of Tianjin University.

When I came to Shanghai to participate in F1, I really came with my girlfriend.

But his girlfriend is called Ruan Ruan.

Although the birthday is exactly the same as Ruan Ruan, the photo on the ID card is completely different from Ruan Xihe, and it is also the ID card of the Shanghai Stock Exchange.

If it’s a name, it can be a ghost, but the photo is completely different from the person, this should not be fake!

After all, she also used this photo to register her stay.

No matter how powerful it is, it is impossible to control the network machine all the time.

So Yan Fufeng had to accept this fact.

High-end hotels generally protect the privacy of guests. Yan Fufeng can actually know the information of all residents with a little privilege, but this is not an Australian city after all, and he is afraid that too high profile will attract attention.

It was enough to investigate Wen, he didn't want to cause trouble for Ruan Xihe after all.

So he decided to ask someone to stare here for a few days.

......

Wen also went out to buy ice cream and milk tea for Ruan Xihe, and when he passed the parking lot, he saw the very special license plate number.

To be honest, he was a little moved.

Want to buy it without paying?

However, this person should not be short of money for driving Rolls Royce.

Forget it, just ask, what if someone is willing to sell it?

In this extended version, the driver usually sits in front of him, and he knocks directly on the window door of the back seat.

After the window is lowered.

Wen was also taken aback, this person again? !

But it didn't matter, he smiled and asked: "Uncle, do you sell this license plate?"

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