The evolution of the super god knight

Chapter 89 New Happiness
A barbecue stall on the streets of Golmud.

An Lan sat on Virgil's same style food stall chair, the table in front of her was covered with skewers and peanuts and edamame, and the ground at her feet was full of cigarette butts.

It has been more than a week since I left the Super Seminary. An Lan rode a motorcycle and headed west all the way to the Hoh Xil No Man's Land.

I don't know how many mountains I have climbed along the way, and I have enjoyed so many scenery.

But An Lan's anxious mood not only didn't get better, but it got worse after leaving the Super Seminary. Now An Lan is like a powder keg, which may explode at any time.

An Lan, who was rolling the skewers, suddenly squinted her eyes, and heard the sound of "da, da" footsteps behind her. It was the sound of high heels.

Judging from the sound quality, this is a pair of high-heeled leather boots.From the analysis of the frequency of the footsteps, the person who came was about 175cm tall and weighed 110 catties.

The goal should be yourself.

Sure enough, the next moment, a slender hand rested on An Lan's shoulder.

A look of disgust flashed in An Lan's eyes.

Handsome men, like beautiful women, are relatively scarce resources.What's more, An Lan's appearance is at the same level as the top beauties such as Angel Yan and Qi Lin.

When walking on the street, I was often accosted by talent scouts and bartenders.

When An Lan was in a good mood, she would still politely say a few words, but now An Lan was in a bad mood and didn't want to waste time on anyone or anything she wasn't interested in.

"roll!"

An Lan cursed subconsciously, then turned her head and looked back.

On top of the black high-heeled leather boots are slender and round legs wrapped in black stockings.Even if the comprehensive beauty of these legs can't be compared with that of Angel Yan, at least it can be compared with Qilin's.

The gaze continued to sweep upwards, and inside the beige windbreaker was a graceful body wrapped in a black cheongsam.

Why is this outfit so familiar?

An Lan glanced up subconsciously again, and after confirming the face of the person coming, her pupils shrank slightly, and the anxiety that had accumulated for more than a week was instantly calmed down a lot.

It was Liang Bing who came.

Although it's not clear why Liang Bing found him and how he found him, he felt happy not to delay An Lan.

Fun people are often able to ignore danger in order to have fun.What's more, An Lan has already left some genes in Qiangwei and Rui Mengmeng respectively.

Even if this body is shattered to the point that there is not a single atom left, it can still use the genes in Qiangwei and Ruimengmeng to be reborn again.

Disgust, astonishment, playfulness, longing, in just a split second, the emotions contained in An Lan's eyes changed four times.

Liang Bing had a panoramic view of the changes in An Lan's eyes, and felt rather proud.As a demon and former angel, Liang Bing is very good at observing and stirring up other people's emotions.

I was shocked by the beauty of the queen, it's good.

Yan, I want this little boy you like to bow down under my pomegranate skirt!

"Handsome, it looks like you're not in a good mood."

Liang Bing smiled charmingly, she really had black eyebrows, green mountains and autumn waters, and cut pupils, with countless amorous feelings in her eyebrows and eyes.

Raising the hand on An Lan's shoulder, Liang Bing caressed An Lan's cheek gently, and said teasingly: "What's the point of drinking alone.

Do you mind buying my sister a drink? "

An Lan was a little dazed. She glanced at the cold ice, then at the mutton skewers with peanuts, edamame, and beans on the table. I thought this wasn't a bar...

An Lan was silent for a long time before she said with emotion: "I have seen a lot of bartenders and hostesses.

This is the first time I have seen wine sold in this kind of place. "

Liang Bing was slightly taken aback, instinctively feeling that the lines Hei Feng had arranged for her were a bit wrong.

Heifeng is the master of the demon army, and his specialty is to give advice and write scripts.Although the inspiration for this action came from Liangbing, many of the lines were designed by Heifeng.

Liangbing connected to the communication channel on a spiritual level and asked, "Heifeng, where did you get the inspiration for the lines you designed for me?"

"From the bartenders, hostesses, and skilled women."

Heifeng was afraid that Morgana would not understand, and explained in detail: "It is those female freelance workers who use their beauty and body to transfer other people's money into their own wallets."

"Cao, in your eyes, is this the kind of person I am, the Queen?
When I go back, my old lady will peel off your skin! "

After Liang Bing yelled and cursed, she still swallowed her breath, pulled a plastic chair to sit opposite An Lan with a slight smile, and said with a smile, "Sister, I'll take it as your promise."

The script has been written, the stage has been built, Liang Bing is like an old general who plays a cameo on the spot, he has to bite the bullet and continue to perform this play.

An Lan sighed, and said with a smile: "I've always been insensitive to people like the bartender and the barmaid.

I have always relied on my face and this mouth for food. Spending money to buy false happiness is an insult to my face.

But except today, your beauty is enough to make me break the rules.I would even open a bottle of Chateau Latour 1996 for you if you change places.

It's a pity that here, I can only open a bottle of 14-year-old pulse for you. "

Latour is one of the five famous chateaus in France. Latour in 96, like Latour in 82 and 61, was rated as a red wine with full marks.

"Sister, I'm not a wine trustee."

Liangbing made an excuse, picked up a bottle of pulse on the table and unscrewed the cap, took a couple of sips, licked his lips and commented: "It's quite delicious."

It seems that the drinks on Earth are no worse than those on Kunsa Planet.

"Wow~"

An Lan raised her eyebrows, and asked tentatively, "It's not the wine holder, are you... a woman with skills?"

"Grass!"

Liang Bing slapped the table angrily, and said angrily, "Does it mean that a beautiful, fashionable and charming beauty like me must be a woman with skills?

Elder sister, I can only be regarded as a senior female publicist at best. "

After searching for a long time, Liang Bing searched out a more suitable word from the database.

"Is there any difference?" An Lan asked.

"The difference is huge!"

Liang Bing sneered, and her expression suddenly became charming again, implying: "Skilled women are short of money, but senior female public relations are not so short of money.

If you chat with my sister and make me feel comfortable serving my sister, I can pay you back. "

"That's a good relationship." An Lan nodded slightly.

"Come on, take one." Liang Bing raised the pulse in his hand.

"An Lan."

An Lan also picked up the pulsating bottle and drank the cold ice, then raised her head and drank the remaining half of the drink in one gulp.

"Cold ice."

Liang Bing also said his name, imitating An Lan's example and raised his head to drink down the bottle of Pulse.

It's just that the bottle in Liangbing's hand was just opened and was still very full. As soon as he lifted the bottle, the drink poured out from the mouth of the bottle onto Liangbing's face, and flowed in along Liangbing's nostrils.

"Pfft...cough..."

Liang Bing was instantly choked up, blushing and coughing twice, because his lips left the mouth of the bottle, and more pulsations flowed out of the bottle.

The other side drank it all in one go, how can this queen show weakness?

Not wanting to lose to An Lan's Liang Bing in terms of momentum, he could only endure the discomfort in his nasal cavity, and tried to open his lips to take the entire pulsating mouth of the bottle into his mouth, and finished the bottle of drink in one go.

An Lan glanced at Liangbing's lips, and then at the mouth of the pulsating bottle in his hand.

At that moment, Jack knew he had to marry Jenny.

"Goooooooooooo..."

After more than ten seconds, the cold ice finally finished drinking and pulsed, and then he lowered his upturned head, held the empty bottle upside down and controlled it, indicating that there was not a single drop left, and then wiped the water stains on his face with the back of his hand.

"Massive."

An Lan gave a thumbs up sincerely.

This is really huge. There are many people who can finish a bottle of beer in one go, but very few people can finish a bottle of drink.

"Snapped!"

Liang Bing raised his chin slightly, smashed the empty bottle on the table, and looked at the table to find that there was no extra drink.

Cai waved his hand and said boldly: "Boss, just this drink, and another box."

The owner of the barbecue stand who was resting in the shop looked at An Lan outside the shop with a bewildered expression. He really didn't understand how this handsome couple could drink beer like a pulse.

Are these two people mentally retarded?

But seeing that An Lan and Liang Bing looked very fashionable in their clothes, and the motorcycle parked on the side of the road was not cheap, they probably wouldn't renege on their debts.

"I'm coming."

Speaking with a Tubo accent, the boss cheerfully carried a box of Pulse and moved to the two of them. He talked to An Lan for a few words but didn't give Liang Bing a second look.

Those who come out to do business have to know some rules.

Liang Bing leaned over and opened the drink box, took out two bottles of drinks and pushed them in front of An Lan.

He opened another bottle of pulse for himself, then grabbed a handful of peanuts and edamame, and said charmingly while knocking: "It can be seen that you are in a bad mood.

Are you broken in love, or are you unable to find your direction in life?

Sister, I'm from here, do you want to talk to me and ask her to give you advice? "

For some reason, An Lan just wanted to laugh. The more she looked at Liang Bing, the more she wanted to laugh. The bad mood that had been accumulated for half a month since Angel Yan left was swept away.

Liang Bing's attire, this explosive looks and figure, this charming expression that is not intoxicating, and this provocative voice.

If it was another place, it would be lore.

In a bar where the lights are feasting, the lights are drunk, the paper is drunk, and you are broken-hearted, you are sitting at the bar drinking alone. At this time, a beautiful big sister who is charming, colorful and touching comes over.

She said can I have a drink, you bought her a cocktail.

Then she holds the wine glass with her jade finger, and you can clearly see her trembling white neck and the wine slipping from the corner of her mouth under the colorful flashing lights.

You know it won't be a lonely night.

But here is a street stall, and what Liangbing holds in his hand is not a cocktail but a pulse, and now it is peanuts and edamame.

"What does it matter if you are broken in love or not?"

An Lan peeled off a section of edamame, grabbed a edamame and got up, stuffed the edamame into Liangbing's mouth, and inadvertently brushed her fingertips across Liangbing's lips, giving Liangbing a feeling like an electric shock.

Then he sat back on the chair and smiled, "I just know that I seem to have found new joy and happiness."

(End of this chapter)