Bring home the national male god of the fast-passing system

Chapter 17 Bamboo Horses Are Poisonous (16)

Linghu Lan glanced at it, and the post was titled "Should the boyfriend who never initiates contact during the holidays stay until the Chinese New Year?" "

God’s Comments——But He Xi:
Everyone's thoughts are too dark, what kind of cheating and changing your heart, you have to think in the bright side of everything, I guess your boyfriend should be dead.

"It's you?" Linghu Lan was stunned! "This is not your number!"

Fang Xiaohe looked disgusted, "I have countless vests, and it's not you. I named them disabled, and they have the same name for thousands of years."

Linghu Lan: "..." Can't I be single-minded?
The same single dog, why should hurt each other.

Coming out of the restaurant and walking around, Linghu Lan remembered that she had brought beer in the car, since she had let herself go, she decided to have a beer skewer at night.

As for the car, wait until you sober up the next day before driving back.

The two hit it off immediately, and excitedly drove on the road. Just as they drove to a secluded road, there was a loud noise from the trunk.

Terrorist attack?

Linghu Lan was terrified, slipped her hand, and the front of the car swung to rub against the opposite car.

In desperation, she closed her eyes and stepped on the brakes.

The car stopped.

The two looked at each other in blank dismay: Fortunately, nothing happened.

Fang Xiaohe had lingering fears: He never expected that there would be a female driver with her eyes closed and slamming on the brakes lurking beside her...

Ma Ma, help!I'm so scared!
The delicious smell of beer wafts from the trunk.

Linghu Lan was really drunk.

Things like beer explosions can happen, so bad luck that there is no sei.

This weird bad luck physique?

She couldn't complain anymore...

The two silently watched a man get off from the opposite car and knock on their car window aggressively.

The two of them rolled in a dingy car.

The man shouted: "Can you drive?"

"sorry Sorry!"

"We pay, we pay!"

The man sneered, and saw the two of them on the phone, calling for insurance.

Seeing the brand of the opponent's car clearly, Linghu Lan felt dizzy for a while.

Fang Xiaohe: "What brand is this?"

"you do not know?"

"I don't know!" For a person like her who doesn't even know a few famous brands, sometimes she can't feel that others are showing off their wealth.

Linghu Lan: "..."

She would never say that this brand is the most niche luxury car in the world.

People who drive this car are all pretenders, telling the world with a luxury car: I am very low-key.

The man glanced at them coldly and answered the phone.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Ye. Something happened just now. I can't go now. I'm really sorry. I'll see you next time. Take care of yourself. Thank you. Please say hello to Miss Ruoruo for me."

leaf?
Jojo?

Is this man Xunwei?

Male lead?

He was going to see Ye Ruoruo today, but he didn't see it because he bumped into him?

Well done, Beer!
Linghu Lan was afraid that the male and female protagonists would merge, it would be as if the system had been patched and it was completely invulnerable.

Thinking of this, I can't help but feel that I am wise and mighty, domineering, how could I think of carrying beer when I go out, and I clearly carried a godly assist!
Ran goose ...

After the people from the insurance company estimated the premium, Linghu Lan was no longer in a happy mood.

She seems to have been beaten by someone. After deducting the insurance premium, she still has to pay 2 yuan, plus the increase in this year's insurance premium after the car accident...

She feels that she has only two choices this summer: eat dirt or drink northwest wind.

Fang Xiaohe tugged at Linghu Lan's sleeve, "I'll recognize the [-] yuan!"

Linghu Lan raised her forehead: "Half for each person." The student dog really can't afford it.

Fang Xiaohe blamed himself: "Meimei, I'm sorry, if I hadn't asked you to come out, you wouldn't be..."

Linghu Lan was very calm: "It's none of your business, don't think about it, I owe you the money, and I will pay you back slowly..."

I'll tell you, is this my second scrape touch today?
No, I don't admit that my hand is disabled!

"Don't mention paying it back, it's just slapping me in the face!"

The two of them didn't fight because of the money, so Xun Weigao took a look.

(End of this chapter)