I’m A Baller

Lin Weiwei and Fu Yushi laughed straight and rolled, and the **** squinted at Wang Yan with contempt, "Just these two things?"

Can this be tolerated?

can!

Brother Gou pretended not to hear anything, and put Liu Li on his lap.

Tactical block gun.

Facing their booing, Brother Gou just clicked his eyes ignorantly.

Ah? !

What are you talking about?

I don't understand...

It's a pity that she is so stupid to deal with others, but Nawu doesn't take that set.

Sitting down on the coffee table in front of Wang Yan, with his hands on his hips, triumphantly, he kept asking questions.

"How? How? I'm not good? Wang Wang, did you just...hehehe!"

Brother Gou almost didn't collapse.

What are you proud of? !

Raising a man so lustfully makes you look particularly capable, doesn't it? !

"You are not someone else!"

Nawu made a plausible retort that completely muffled Wang Yan.

Indeed, Wang Yan is not someone else, or a man who popped up anywhere.

Although his official identity is still Liu Li's boyfriend, the relationship between everyone can no longer be defined so simply and clearly.

Brother-in-law, friend, boss, noble person, idol...

Maybe even Wang Yan himself didn't realize how important he is now.

And this kind of importance is not because of how much money or power he has. It is too pale and superficial to sum up the feelings between them by means of wealth.

More, it is because of Wang Yan's sincerity.

There are many excellent people, and there are many big bosses with amazing wealth, but no one has ever met them on an equal footing.

From Guo Zihao to Huang Xu to Lv Yichen, there are so many rich second generations who come and go in their small circle, which one is not condescending and full of superiority?

Don't say anything to help, even if you send a 1,500 yuan bottle of perfume, you are really thinking about what you can get in return.

It is understandable intellectually, but difficult to accept emotionally.

If the purpose is too strong, it is not making friends.

Only Wang Yan, associating with them in a down-to-earth manner and without asking for anything in return, became everyone's backbone step by step, and unknowingly handed over his feelings.

Because of Liu Li, no one is ambiguous with him, but there is no other man to compare that kind of closeness.

Lao Han is one level behind them.

Although Lao Han has a gentle and generous personality and a more reliable character than Wang Yan, he is not as dependent as Wang Yan.

So today's dance, from another perspective, is like a cat exposing its belly at the shovel officer.

The high cold is shown to outsiders, and the jokes and teasing are all left to you.

…

Realizing that they were just expressing intimacy in an alternative way, Wang Yan became more and more lost.

"Awesome, I'll take it, okay? Hand in the gun and kill it?!"

Brother Gou raised his hand to surrender, his expression called helpless.

I really look down on this dance.

The doctor said that prolonged cerebral ischemia can easily lead to syncope, and prolonged hyperemia of the head can lead to local necrosis...

Look, the human body is so delicate...

"Drink, drink, sing and sing, let's play quietly, okay? You little fairies, don't go crazy with Nawu."

"Whee!"

Nawu was silly, he didn't take it seriously, she seemed to be still immersed in a sense of accomplishment.

The **** is acting like a crazy bitch, yelling: "He is soft, he is soft! Sisters, keep **** him!"

Brother Gou panicked.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Lin Weiwei still protected him.

"Okay, it's almost done if you make a noise. Sister Li will do it without saying a word? You will remember all the little books in your heart!"

Liu Li glanced at Lin Weiwei and nodded with a smile.

"That's right! Sister quietly keeps you small accounts, and will settle accounts with you sooner or later!"

Lu Yuanyuan touched Liu Li's chest, and took a handful as she went up: "Small, just you?!"

"Sister Li is floating"

"Pack her!"

Everyone was joking, and Fu Yushi took the initiative to pick up the microphone to sing, and Wang Yan was finally relieved.

In this way, the scene is always under the control of the Big Three.

Liu Li, Fu Yushi, and Lin Weiwei's long-term tacit understanding should not be underestimated.

In fact, Nawu and them have a deep relationship, but she is a naive one.

Wang Xue is also very prestigious, but she is too lazy to mix up, and her mind is focused on being crooked with Han Luzhou.

Lu Yuanyuan... If you don't add chaos, you win.

Therefore, the core of their circle is Liu Li, Fu Yushi and Lin Weiwei, and the rest are all attached to Ji.

Brother Gou quietly managed the Big Three, but he can actually be a bit more arrogant...

Forget it, the body can't bear it.

Let's squint for a while...

Next, the party returned to normal a little bit. It meant that they would tease Wang Yan as if they were still okay, using him as a toy, but they didn't open up like Nawu.

Normal play, who is afraid of whom?

I was thrown down one by one by the dog brother, and the penalty was full.

Everyone played until more than 12 o'clock, which can be used as a small video of black history to shoot a lot. Wang Yan also succeeded in putting Lao Han down amid Wang Xue's scolding. Overall, it was extremely enjoyable.

After the checkout, everyone returned to Xiangji.

Some of the rooms can easily accommodate more than a dozen people, so Wang Yan will naturally take Xiao Liuli back to the presidential suite to live the world of two.

After closing the door, the two of them hugged each other for at least 10 minutes.

Brother Gou pressed it all night, but finally couldn't hold it anymore.

Just about to start a rage first and then a set of savage charges to strike the energy fountain bravely, Xiao Liuli suddenly pushed him away, blushing and muttering:

"Wait a moment, I'll change my clothes..."

"what?!"

Brother Gou was dumbfounded, feeling very wrong at first, and then ecstatic.

"Which sp;" What kind of clothes? Isn't it... huh? You’ve never agreed to let you wear that kind of clothes before, but did you finally want to open it today? "

"Bah! Huh, your sister?"

Liu Li blushed and slapped the dog, before exasperatingly said: "It's a birthday present!"

Without giving Wang Yan another chance to beep, she hurriedly dragged the small suitcase to the cloakroom.

birthday present?

Gu Ge rubbed his chin, and some speculations began to float in his mind.

Liu Li's birthday gift is basically impossible to be a commodity for sale, but she will definitely not use it as a gift for anything that can be bought with money.

Wang Yan is too rich, no matter what he sends, he doesn't show his intentions.

And she is not good at handicrafts, and she has no time to prepare handmade products.

So, there is a high probability that it is a special dance?

Wang Yan can only guess like that, because this is her profession and what she is most proud of.

For a long time, when Liu Li finally changed his clothes and came out, Brother Gou immediately realized that he had guessed correctly.

Liu Li at this moment is very stunning.

She not only changed a set of clothes, but also put on makeup, ancient makeup.

He wears a golden hairpin on his head, a flower is dotted between his eyebrows, and he is draped with a big red gauze, like a simplified version of Hanfu, and everything that can be exposed is exposed.

There should be no underwear under the veil, Xiaohe pointed on his chest, and the jade legs loomed as he walked. The slits of the clothes were as high as the base of the legs. It was a hooliganism.

However, despite being so sexy, the feeling Liu Li brings to Wang Yan has nothing to do with lust.

More, it is an indescribable style.

Because her posture is too elegant, too light, and too immortal.

The toes are lightly touched, and the whole person is like a dewdrop rolling on a lotus leaf, coming and going lightly, as soft and smooth as water.

When she twisted her waist, her entire shoulders, arms, elbow joints, forearms, all the way to the tips of her fingers, every bone and muscle of her upper body were dancing.

No, it's blooming.

She was like a flower that suddenly came out of the water, blooming without warning, and it was caught off guard.

Wang Yan didn't even know how to describe this scene.

It was shocking.

He knew for the first time that a top classical dancer could control so many muscles at the same time, allowing different parts of the body to perform coordinated and smooth reverse movements.

If he insisted on describing it, Wang Yan didn't see how she moved at all.

I just felt that a little fairy suddenly floated in front of him, and then suddenly bloomed, and then rotated for two and a half weeks, twisting her waist to freeze in front of him.

Until this moment, the music she played on her mobile phone officially sounded.

Liu Li kept the freeze-frame movement, gently pulling up the thin sand on the cuffs, slowly covering the lower half of his face, revealing only a pair of eyes.

His eyes were so affectionate, and there was an indescribable shyness in the waves of his eyes, vividly explaining what is called Gu Pan.

Take a look, retract, dodge, take another look quietly, move away, hide again...

Looking at hiding, it is hard to hide shyness because of longing for it, expecting response and fearing response, this is anticipation.

The most touching expression of the daughter's family is at this time.

When the red yarn was about to cover his eyes, Liu Li whispered: "Dawn looks at the sky at dusk, looks at the clouds, thinks about the king when you walk, and thinks about the king when you sit. Think of the king with a song, ask your husband to taste it."

The eloquence of words in a round tone, with an extremely tactful ending, opened the prelude to the dance.

Wang Yan couldn't recognize what dance it was.

Han dance? Tang Wu?

It's all possible, but it's not like it.

Liu Li shrugged his shoulders and waved his arms not only had the simplicity and elegance of the court dance of the Han Dynasty, but also the warm atmosphere of the court dance of the Tang Dynasty when he turned and flicked his sleeves.

Her movements are sometimes soft and fierce, but no matter what the movements, her affectionate eyes never leave Wang Yan's face for a moment.

Sijun, I miss you.

Lianjun, I love you.

Wang Yan can't understand the image of dancing, but can understand the look in her eyes.

That is Xiao Liuli's implicit and passionate love.

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Xiao Liuli's dance is full of vigorous and pure artistic tension. Although Wang Yan is only a layman, he can feel the beauty without obstacles.

Beauty is enthusiasm, beauty is purity, beauty is firm, beauty is decisive.

In order to love 30,000 hectares of colored glaze, there will soon be a Mengpisi gentleman.

Liu Li didn't say a word, but danced with affection, but Wang Yan could see her heart clearly, and tenderly branded a hickey on it.

When she ended the whole dance with a breast swallow throwing into the forest, and flew towards Wang Yan's arms, Wang Yan hugged her tightly and rubbed her into his arms.

Next, the two of them worked together to overturn the sofa.

Passion, wild, fierce, explosive...

Otherwise, it will not be enough to release the flame in their hearts.

When Liu Li couldn't even move a finger, her mind came back online, and she suddenly let out a scream.

"Oh! My clothes! You bastard!"

"Hey Hey…"

Brother Dog quacked, rubbed her triumphantly, teased her and bullied her.

"This is the battle robe, it's its historical mission to be broken and dirty... How about it, my husband did not live up to your careful preparation, right?"

"spit!"

Liu Lier's roots were blushing, as if she was not the one who gave out the battle cry just now.

"Smelly hooligan, climb away!"

"good."

The dog replied, stood up, hugged her and walked to the bathroom.

Not long after, Liu Li's horrified cry came from the bathroom.

"Go away! Stay away from me!"

"Are you a farm animal?!"

"Touch me again and cry for you to see..."

"Don't don't, brother, I was wrong!"

"Husband? Dad?"

"Uuuuu...I hate you, bastard!"

The night is getting deeper and some people are dying.

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival! !