My Master is Lin Zhengying

A beautiful girl wearing a sun visor hat and carrying a small black bag.

The girl is tall and graceful, with delicate and fair features.

Although it is not all over the country, it is also very beautiful.

Absolutely, a rare first-class beauty.

Nan Chen has watched Ren Tingting many times in movies, but now seeing a real person, she can't help being fascinated.

Because real people are much more beautiful than those on TV.

Uncle Jiu seemed indifferent to women, and his expression didn't change.

But Wencai looked silly.

Not only was he dumbstruck, but he stood up all over, and his halazi almost spilled all over the floor.

A pair of eyes, unblinking.

Straightforwardly, staring at other people's chest.

"father!"

Ren Tingting shouted respectfully to Master Ren.

Master Ren exhaled a puff of smoke, pointed at Uncle Jiu and said:

"Call Uncle Jiu."

"Uncle Nine!"

Ren Tingting also shouted politely.

Uncle Jiu smiled and nodded:

"Sit down, you've grown so big!"

But Wencai, that rascal, was still staring at his chest.

I can't help saying to myself:

"It's huge!"

Ren Tingting suddenly came to her senses and stared at her chest when she saw Wen.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, a little annoyed.

But due to the occasion, it didn't happen.

But this scene made Nan Chen roll his eyes.

I really want to kick myself, the second senior brother, in the face.

Wencai is not only dull, but also lustful.

At this point, the waiter has brought the menu.

Master Ren said again:

"What do you want to eat and drink? Just order!"

Ren Tingting replied:

"I want coffee."

Master Ren heard that his daughter wanted coffee, so he said to the waiter:

"Give me another cup of coffee."

At the same time, Uncle Jiu took the menu.

Looking at the menu in English, I was confused.

This is bigger than his head when reading the encyclopedia of spells.

What kind of coffee did he drink, and he didn't know what to do for a while...

In order not to make a fool of himself, Wen Cai imitated Master Ren and ordered a cup of coffee.

Uncle Jiu was very save-faced and didn't want to ask.

Fortunately, I followed Ren Tingting and learned to shout an English word, coffee.

In fact, Uncle Jiu himself didn't even know what the English sentence he was shouting was, or what he was ordering.

But at least, you won't make a fool of yourself and lose face.

When Wencai heard this, he felt that it was different from what Uncle Jiu shouted.

He leaned into Uncle Jiu's ear and said:

"Master, I don't want coffee.

I want coffee too, okay? "

In fact, it's the same thing, Uncle Jiu doesn't know.

Afraid that Wencai would lose face, he said in a deep voice: