Chapter 132 You have three minutes left
Ye Zihan just slept for a night and woke up early in the morning to find that the world had changed.
Her "old man" was not sure what was stimulating. He stopped wearing a suit and changed into a casual shirt. His domineering big back head was no longer combed, and he changed into a bang head that is more popular among young and handsome guys nowadays.
Not to mention, he suddenly changed from a mature and steady young man to a fresh and beautiful boy in his early twenties.
Ye Zihan, who was going down the stairs, swallowed silently, held the handrail, stabilized her body, and said "morning".
The man looked up and faced the morning light and responded: "Ash."
The cold and cold voice finally gave her a little real feeling, otherwise, she would have thought she had gotten up with the wrong bed and changed her husband.
"Now at seven o'clock, you only have ten minutes to have breakfast."
Ye Zihan quickly looked at the time and quickly cleaned the breakfast on the table. However, during the meal, he looked up at the man several times. He had obviously the same face, but how could he become ten years younger if he changed his hairstyle? When he suddenly looked like the handsome and handsome senior school grass next door.
"You have three minutes left." Pei Chunan reminded with kindness.
It only takes five or six minutes for Su Ye Zihan to have a simple breakfast. Unexpectedly, this man could see that his efficiency was greatly reduced. So it was said that beauty was a mistake, and the ancients did not deceive me!
When she finished her last bite of food, Pei Chunan had already packed her schoolbag and waited for her to go out together.
When Ye Zihan saw the Santanner yesterday, he trembled.
"Dear, do you think this small broken car doesn't match your clothes and hairstyle today?" Ye Zihan decided to struggle to death. She really didn't want to be an alien and was attracted by the attention of everyone.
The man came over, put his schoolbag into the back seat, opened the passenger door for her, and calmly replied: "It's quite suitable, why? Do you have any objections to my style today?"
Who is talking about the shape? I am talking about the car! Car! Do you understand?
Obviously, the man who stood in a beautiful way could not understand the thoughts of her a vulgar man at all.
"No, no objection! You look very good in this outfit!" Ye Zihan gave up. What reason did she tell a lunatic? Did she abuse herself?
Perhaps it was a sentence that successfully pleased the man. His face had always been paralyzed and serious, and he had a smile that was about to be lifted and rested all the way. Ye Zihan looked sideways several times and looked at him secretly, wondering, what was this man rippling?
Could it be that driving a small broken car makes him feel accomplished?
Looking at the strange sights cast by passers-by or parallel drivers, Ye Zihan felt that these despises, contempt and despises finally allowed this arrogant pride to find the true meaning of life?
She really can't keep up with this state of thought!
The people were rippling, and the car's movement became coquettish. Ye Zihan tightly squeezed the seat belt with one hand and grabbed the man's hand from time to time with the other. He watched him drive a small broken car like a supercar and winding out various S curves in the sea of cars, and he almost jumped out.
He was sent to the school gate again under the "focus of everyone". Ye Zihan's little face was slight and silenced, and it was still white.
"Come and pick you up in the afternoon." Pei Chunan said.
Ye Zihan shook his lips: "Dear, actually, I can take a taxi back, it's very convenient here."
As the heir of the Pei family and the helm of the Tang Dynasty Yufeng, shouldn't you be plagued by official business? Where did you get so much time in the United States driving a Santana to pick me up and drop me off from school?
But the man is considerate: "It's okay, I'm very idle."
Ye Zihan's face became even more paralyzed: "...Okay, be careful all the way."
Pei Chunan drove away and saw the little guy standing in the rearview mirror. He was very satisfied with him. He dialed a number on his mobile phone and praised him, "Your stylist is good, remember to add a chicken leg."
Pei Qifan asked insidiously: "Sister-in-law is very satisfied?"
Pei Chunan replied indifferently: "Well, it's not bad. From getting up to sending her to school, she saw me 108 times in an hour."
So even between husband and wife, sometimes it is necessary to have a good time.
"I touched me thirteen times unconsciously." Pei Chunan added.
Pei Qifan almost bit his silver teeth with a loud noise.
"Brother, can I ask, how many times will she see you and touch you?"
Who knew that Pei Chunan suddenly became angry: "We are so upright and open, so where do we need these small actions?"
So, I haven't seen you and touched you at all, right?
Pei Qifan bent over there with a smile, and at the same time he did not forget to observe three minutes of silence for this cousin.
"Since you are so satisfied with this stylist, I will send him next time my sister-in-law participates in the competition."
“Change one.”
"ah?"
"I want a girl."
Pei Qifan:...
Until Pei Chunan disappeared, Ye Zihan's calves were still a little shaking. Damn, you can't live like this. If the old man goes crazy like this, the car will be scrapped first!
"Even if you dress up fashionablely, you can't hide the essence of an old man!" This sentence suddenly came from the slanting thorn.
Ye Zihan turned around and saw Xiao Yu standing with his chest in his arms, wearing a jade-colored long gown and a clean and refreshing hairstyle, which attracted the attention of countless boys and girls.
"I said, Mr. Xiao Wu, are you so idle? Do you have to attract bees and butterflies at the school gate?"
Xiao Yu's face froze. Who attracted bees and butterflies? Who did he think of him as?
Leaving this sentence, Ye Zihan is about to leave.
"Wait a minute, I have something to say..." Xiao Yu just grabbed Ye Zihan's hand, and Ye Zihan pushed his knees over, unbiased and straight to the crotch door.
Xiao Yujun's face was twisted, "Ye Zihan, where are you kicking?"
Where did this little bandit learn these evil tricks?
Xiao Yu held the car door so much that he couldn't straighten his back, but he still firmly maintained his handsome young man's demeanor.
Ye Zihan blinked and looked at it: "It hurts?"
"Come and try?" Xiao Yu answered angrily.
Ye Zihan stared at her eyes innocently: "I have no eggs."
Xiao Yu:...
Was this little bandit driving him in public?
"Shameless!"
Such a small bandit should be good!
Xiao Yu didn't know where he got the strength, so he didn't even care about the pain. He grabbed Ye Zihan and stuffed it into the car, and tied her up with a seat belt.
"What are you doing? Kidnapping?"
Kidnap a ball of yarn!
Xiao Yu wanted to swear words, but in the end he only rolled his eyes: "Follow me!"
"Why? I still have to go to class! Uncle Security, here is a strange man who wants to kidnap the good girl!"
This sentence successfully attracted a lot of attention. The guard glanced at him and quickly calmed down his emotions, pretending that he didn't see him.
Xiao Yu's forehead was bulging with blue veins, so he simply locked the car door to see where the little bandit could jump around.
Unable to open the door, Ye Zihan glanced at him lazily: "Even if you really kidnapped me, it's useless. No one in this world can force me to do something I don't want to do!"
Xiao Yu rolled her eyes, was too lazy to pay attention, and drove away.
Suddenly the phone rang, it was Chen Wen.
"Xiao Yu, I have no classes in the morning, I'll be there later..."
"I have something to do, I shouldn't be available today!" Xiao Yu flatly rejected Chen Wen's possible invitation later.
Ye Zihan looked at him and hung up the phone coldly, "Chen Wen is very sensitive. She will take her heart if you say this."
"Don't judge a gentleman's ambition by his villain's heart."
Ye Zihan:...
Damn, she would talk to this bastard again and she was her grandson!
Chen Wen listened to the blind voice on her phone and looked at the car that was getting farther and farther away, and her fingers made her cell phone croak.
"That man is indeed Ye Zihan's friend. I said, why would someone with such good conditions send you to school yesterday? It turned out that he came to Ye Zihan again." The classmate who was originally in the same dormitory sprinkled a handful of salt on Chen Wen's wound.
Chen Wen bit her lip tightly: "It's not what you thought."
"Oh, these rich people are not the same as us. They are all seniors. You haven't found an internship yet. Be more busy and don't focus on these boring things!"
Chen Wen, who had always been gentle in front of her classmates, finally got angry: "You don't have to worry about my affairs!" After that, he left angrily.
Chapter completed!