God of Life

I……

Wang Yan was so choked that he rolled his eyes.

There are so many brother clubs, but I can’t tell you anything!

He Miaomiao's skin really kills her.

The point is, she can tell the truth, but Wang Yan can't climb up the ladder, because in fact, the answer she wants most is not the one that extends from the chatter.

Is it quite convoluted?

In short, there is a pit in front of you, don't jump.

So how to deal with it?

Eyelids trembled slightly, thinking about it.

Young Master Wang suddenly "turned into a father" without any warning, frowned tightly, and stared at him: "Have a good chat!"

Eh? !

It was He Miaomiao's turn to be dumbfounded.

What fantasy is unfolding? !

Why don't you pretend to be upright and iron-boned if you don't do it well? !

Wang Yan didn't play the cards according to the rules, and caught He Miaomiao off guard on the spot.

After all, they didn't know each other very well, and the eldest lady really couldn't confirm for a while what was going on with Wang Yan - the truth was unpredictable, and her mood was even more difficult to figure out.

Therefore, she softened involuntarily, and she became shorter out of thin air.

"Hey, I'm just kidding you..."

Young Master Wang was so unreasonable, his eyes became more and more serious: "Little girl, every family, you can make any jokes?"

"Hey, do you want to be so boring?"

Miss He is a little anxious.

Wang Yan opened his mouth left and right, and immediately fed the jujube, his tone softened.

"You are so beautiful, can you be careful when joking with boys? Are you not afraid of making trouble for yourself?!"

"You think I'm joking with everyone?!"

Miss He was so angry that she wronged Bala, but she felt a little sweet in her heart.

Seeing Wang Yan shook his head, then lowered his head to drink tea, and didn't intend to continue talking, she became anxious again.

Finally, I couldn't hold it back, and asked a bit shyly and shyly, "Hey, do you really think I'm pretty?"

"Ok."

The daddy Wang Yan just nodded calmly, looking frank and dull.

No, it's not dull, it's a perfunctory way of condescending to coax a child.

He Miaomiao was not satisfied.

"How beautiful? Compared with your girlfriend?"

"Didn't I praise you in front of her?"

Wang Yan had a good memory, and instantly remembered the last time he received a call from Liu Li in front of He Miaomiao.

"Just look at your appearance and figure, you are better than her."

"What is this..."

He Miaomiao muttered, becoming more and more dissatisfied, but unable to vent it.

The reason is simple: the answer she wants is not what it looks like now.

But if she was asked to specifically describe what kind of answer she wanted, she couldn't describe it, anyway, it just didn't feel right.

Wang Yan couldn't help laughing: "You are the most beautiful in my eyes, really."

It looks like a confession, but it should be a confession, but there is no feeling of affection at all, only the indifference of describing objective facts.

He Miaomiao judged that the content should be true, but the actual meaning is still the same as before——

Good-looking is good-looking, but I don't like you.

"You are so annoying!"

The depressed Miss He suddenly pouted and lost her temper unreasonably.

Young Master Wang was as still as a mountain, sipping his tea slowly, and blinded her eyes with two words: "Occasionally."

Occasionally you uncle!

I get angry with you every time, you know? !

Uh, except when buying fruit...

Uh, besides the last time you helped me get rid of the eighth wife in the dormitory...

Um, besides the time when I had a group fight with the physical education department before...

He Miaomiao suddenly shook her head desperately, warning herself: No, I can't think about it anymore, the more I think about it, the more I lose my momentum!

But in fact, whether she wants to or not, she has lost her composure now.

All the experience of the eldest lady is obtained from those dog-licking suitors. Not only are they partial to science, but they also learn skills in a mess.

As such, she is extremely sensitive in some ways, but mostly naive in her responses.

Well, compared to the driver Wang who is rushing on the Cheshen Road, he is indeed too tender.

Fortunately, at the critical moment when she didn't know what to do, the waiter knocked on the door and presented the dishes.

Life-saving straw!

Miss He immediately picked up her chopsticks and cordially invited: "Come, try this duck stir-fried with Tieguanyin!"

Wang Yan was taken aback for a moment.

Miss, your moves are a bit unpredictable...

It didn't matter so much, after the delicious food, Wang Yan took a chopstick head of duck meat and took a bite.

The skin is crispy, the meat is tender, and the rich tea aroma dilutes the greasy feeling, which is delicious.

However, no rewards were released, because the emotions were not in place for the time being, and because the taste was not so high as to be amazing.

"The taste is good, and you are very good at ordering!"

In a realistic comment, Wang Yan put down his chopsticks and saw He Miaomiao pick up two tea buds.

"Ducks are like that, you should focus on Tieguanyin, that's the essence."

"Well, indeed."

Wang Yan nodded in agreement, "A lot of times, the main material is just that. Expensive doesn't necessarily mean it's good."

He Miaomiao raised her little head with a flutter and stared at Wang Yan, as if to confirm whether there was any hidden meaning in what he said.

There must be!

But He Miaomiao didn't figure it out, she was not the type of person like Lin Weiwei and Fu Yushi, she couldn't hear the strings and know the elegance, she could only guess with her instinctive sensitivity.

That's like fishing for enoki mushrooms in the sea.

Frowning, she muttered, "Expensive, at least the lower limit can be guaranteed, it won't be too bad."

First Young Master Wang nodded and didn't follow suit.

Then, in less than a few words, He Miaomiao would definitely be able to get around, but that was not the purpose.

Hurry up and get back to the topic, it is true.

But not too blunt.

Young Master Wang obviously wanted to play tricks on the little princess, but he didn't take the initiative to speak. After nodding, he looked at her with a smile.

Within two seconds, He Miaomiao lost her composure.

"Why, do you think I'm wrong?"

"No." The young master shook his head.

"Then why do you keep looking at me with a smirk?"

"You are really beautiful and pleasing to the eye. Is it strange that I don't look at you?"

"Eat your food well, don't look at it!"

Fierce.

Wang Yan smiled with a good temper, and he really bowed his head to drink his tea and stopped looking at her.

The probing stage went from shallow to deep, and has continued until now. Wang Yan has roughly grasped the other party's character.

Stubborn, arrogant, straightforward, and really a bit of a princess.

She is a typical young lady who grew up in a wealthy and harmonious family environment, and was spoiled since she was a child.

The influence of the native family on the child's personality has been discussed in many psychological works, so it is not difficult for Wang Yan to deduce it backwards.

With Miss He's character, it is difficult to arouse her interest by conventional means.

Her needs in terms of material comfort do not need to be met through the external environment at all, so the motivation for external demands is very low.

For her, "fun" itself is definitely more meaningful than betting.

"So do we want to play that game? Just to test the tacit understanding?"

After a long silence, when He Miaomiao began to feel uneasy, Young Master Wang suddenly uttered a very targeted sentence, visible to the naked eye, Miss He paused and her eyes lit up.

Of course, the mouth is still hard.

"Who wants to have a tacit agreement with you?"

Wang Yan's charitable smile - not a sick sentence, but the official smile when doing charity.

"Friends can also have a tacit understanding... At most, I will add a little more bet: When my villa is renovated, I invite you to BBQ, and I will grill meat for you personally."

He Miaomiao's interest became more and more intense, but she was still making the final push.

"The meat you grilled... what kind of condition is that?"

Wang Yan didn't talk nonsense, so he directly called up the Moments of Ruyu's group of sand sculptures, and found a photo.

The picture is a steaming skewer, with the words "Brother Wang baked it himself, it's delicious like never before!"

"Gudong..."

Miss He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and finally her heart moved.

"real?"

"Master level."

Young Master Wang looked handsome with confidence, He Miaomiao believed it.

"Okay, let's play a game with you!"

Once reserved, she is more active than anyone else.

Immediately ask the waiter to bring two pieces of paper and two pens, protect the paper with the left hand, and start writing and drawing on the paper with the right hand.

"Is it within 5 points?"

"Ok."

"100 points is the perfect score for love?"

"It can be understood in this way."

"Then you are doomed!"

"Don't get too carried away, narcissism is easy to get hurt."

Wang Yan was not in a hurry to write, and interfered with her with a smile, and received a big blank stare.

But rolling her eyes couldn't help her solve the problem. She didn't know how entangled she would be when she wasn't playing. Now, she really experienced that kind of embarrassment.

Guess how much a boy likes him... How do you guess? !

Guessing high, it seems narcissistic.

Guessing low, it seems cowardly.

I, He Miaomiao, was coaxed to grow up by all the boys, who doesn't like me? !

But Wang Yan, a dead fox, is usually treacherous and slippery, with unpredictable thoughts, does he like me or not? !

Ah bah bah!

I like it for sure, the key lies in the degree...

Or, guess in the middle? !

Ahhh, so tangled!

"Okay! That's all I have to count! Hurry up, hurry up!"

He Miaomiao struggled for a long time, and finally "calculated" a number, tapped the pen, and urged anxiously and anxiously.

Wang Yan didn't start writing until now. Hearing this, he wrote down a number casually.

He Miaomiao quit: "Hey, why are you so hasty?!"

"I've already figured it out..."

"Are you sure? You promise you've thought it through?!"

"uh-huh."

"Then can I change it?"

"Yes, but I guess you will change more and more."

Miss He suddenly fell into a tangled state again, and it took a long time to stroke her hair irritably: "Hey, don't change it, don't change it, that's it!"

The way she stroked her hair from front to back was very funny, and the frizz was beautiful.

Wang Yan just smiled: "Then show the answer! My answer is 72 points, how about you?"

O(≧mouth≦)O!

He Miaomiao looked at Wang Yan's paper, then at his own answer, and was stunned in disbelief.

"How could... what the hell?!"

Wang Yan's curiosity was aroused: "How many points?"

He Miaomiao looked up at Wang Yan, then looked down at the answer, and suddenly covered the paper with both hands, and was about to destroy the evidence with the ball in his hand.

He was still shouting: "How many points do you care about? Can't I admit defeat?!"

Young Master Wang had sharp eyes and quick hands, jumped up quickly, stretched out his middle finger and flicked the back of He Miaomiao's right hand, and then gently pinched He Miaomiao's left wrist with the other hand.

It was a coincidence that the force was not hurting her, but the paper ball was snatched away.

"Ahhh!"

He Miaomiao screamed loudly in fright, got out of the chair and was about to rush towards Wang Yan.

"Stinky rascal, return it to me quickly! You are not allowed to see it!"

As a result, as soon as he jumped up to less than 20 centimeters, Wu Dou Wang stretched out a finger, pressed his forehead and pushed it back.

Leisurely unfolding the ball of paper, just looking at it, Wang Yan burst out laughing.

"Hahaha……"

A big 85 points is placed there, and there is a line of small words at the bottom: You love me so much that you can't say it! Men, they all want to save face!

There is another line of small words that has been ticked off above the small words: more than friendship, less than liking? No no no!

A row of small X marks in small pieces, Xing out all the sobriety.

xswl!

He Miaomiao was so laughed that he wanted to bite, so he slapped the table and went straight to Wang Yan.

The young man squatted on the ground laughing, and the young lady jumped over and started hammering.

Without two catties of strength, and only dared to slap her on the back, Wang Yan let her vent, laughing at himself.

"Ouch! Why are you so narcissistic?! It's hard to say that I still love you... Hahahahaha!"

"Wang Yan!"

He Miaomiao yelled out, trembling with anger: "We have become enemies!"

"Yeah, okay...hahahaha!"

Miss He really couldn't hold back her face, she threw her arm and turned to leave.

Wang Yan couldn't watch anymore, so he quickly grabbed her, grabbed her shoulders and pushed her back into the chair.

"Why are you doing it? You are a little fairy, you can't afford to have fun..."

"Who can't afford it? I'll give you the phone, and you can delete the files yourself!"

He Miaomiao pushed the phone forward, and carried her bag to pack her things with a cold face.

"Delete it quickly! I don't want to have dinner with you anymore, idiot!"

"Who hates it? Brother is the beauty of Star Master and has a girlfriend. Is it not enough sincerity to like you with 72% of my heart?"

Young Master Wang was very slick in making jokes and changing concepts secretly, and He Miaomiao was suddenly taken aback.

In the 100-point system, 72 points is considered 72%, there is nothing wrong with it.

Wang Yan's popularity among Star Master is not fake.

Although the whole sentence sounded very strange, for a while, He Miaomiao couldn't react at all.

"Hey, what's your mobile phone password?"

Wang Yan fiddled with He Miaomiao's phone and asked very naturally.

Miss He was still in a daze, Wang Yan asked the question too smoothly, and answered the truth casually: "970222."

"Oh."

First Young Master Wang responded, and successfully unlocked He Miaomiao's phone, then turned off the screen, and handed it back to her with a smirk.

"It's fine if I know it, don't tell others in the future!"

Only then did He Miaomiao come to her senses, and she gritted her teeth in anger.

"Wang Yan!"

First Young Master Wang didn't panic at all, and suddenly lowered his body, supporting the back of her chair with one hand and the table with the other, staring at her closely.

The smile is restrained, and the eyes are gentle.

"I'm just kidding you, how could I touch your phone?"

Got teased!

Years of experience made He Miaomiao clearly aware of this.

But it was useless to be clear. Facing those clear yet gentle, domineering and steady eyes, her heart was still beating uncontrollably.

Scumbag! !

Stay away from me!

There was a groan in the eldest lady's heart.