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Sister Lan’s expression was suffocating and she felt a chill on her back.
She spitted out her pretty little tongue, then obediently sat back on the seat, then patted the driver’s back of the chair: “Let’s go.”
“Ah?” The driver heard it clearly now, “It’s over so soon? Why don’t I go down and wait? Smoke a cigarette?”
“…” Bai Xiaofeng.
He is so angry.
This guy has no vision at all. Is this old man a cigarette?
So, he was angry.
Bang!
Bai Xiaofeng kicked the back of the driver’s seat: “My mother is so ugly, she talks a lot, drive!”
Sister Lan on the side also said with a solemn expression: “You talk to Master Bai like this, I’m afraid you’re not having a date with Dahai, but a date with the Prince of Hell.”
“I, I’m wrong.” The driver apologized quickly, then started the car and started.
The fragrance of Sister Lan’s body lingers in the car, which smells nice and refreshing.
Bai Xiaofeng was swallowing her saliva while smelling the seductive fragrance, but he didn’t dare to look at Sister Lan. After all, this young lady was too lethal and didn’t know how to be reserved at all.
So, he could only turn his head and look at the rapidly retreating scenery outside.
Sister Lan, who was beside her, peeked at Bai Xiaofeng from time to time, with a little resentful look, and her teeth would bite her red lips from time to time.
The driver looked at Bai Xiaofeng and Sister Lan through the rearview mirror from time to time, sometimes despised, sometimes envied, sometimes expectant.
Half an hour later.
The car parked outside a teahouse.
Bai Xiaofeng has been in Binhai for so long and has roughly figured out the lifestyle of ordinary people in Binhai. It is nothing more than “air-conditioned mahjong and a bowl of tea” during the day and “beer barbecue crayfish” at night.
Jinling is so close to Binhai City, and there is no difference in lifestyle.
After getting off the car, Bai Xiaofeng looked at the teahouse and the decoration was very ordinary. He asked in surprise: “You are talking about things, so why are you here?”
“Is there anything strange?” Sister Lan held the rubber band and tied her long hair into a ponytail again, making her look more capable.
Bai Xiaofeng pursed her lips: “I thought she would be like the young and dandy, and she could not continue chatting at a restaurant. She could not continue chatting at all, so she could not even eat.”
Sister Lan covered her mouth and laughed: “Then according to what you said, if you do this, you can’t have enough food for us?”
Bai Xiaofeng scratched her head: “I don’t know, but the crow must not have enough food for a full meal. He likes to turn over the table.”
“Crow?” Sister Lan asked in confusion. She didn’t worry much. She smiled and took Bai Xiaofeng’s arm, then walked in, explaining: “The one inside is a rebellious Erwuzi. To put it more ugly, she just wants to ask for a bite of meat soup. If it is too high-profile, she will probably have to go out on the street.”
Bai Xiaofeng suddenly realized that the crow’s way of lifting the table was indeed a bit of a trance.
At this time, the driver suddenly shouted, “Sister Lan, don’t I really need to follow me in? What if…”
Sister Lan smiled and waved her hand: “Master Bai is here, no, there is no such thing.”
Bai Xiaofeng touched her nose and smiled: “Are you sure I can protect you?”
“Then you were there just now, don’t you protect me?” Sister Lan smiled slightly, and her eyes looked at Bai Xiaofeng with a very gentle look.
The two entered the teahouse.
It was a scent of smoke that came to my face. It should be that the exhaust in this teahouse was a bit bad and a little unpleasant.
Bai Xiaofeng wrinkled her nose. He didn’t smoke, so he hated the smell of cigarettes.
Sister Lan, who was standing beside her, also raised her jade hand and covered her nose, muttering, “If I had known, I would have chosen a higher-end coffee shop.”
“It would be better to choose a restaurant that can lift the table.” Bai Xiaofeng complained.
Sister Lan blamed Bai Xiaofeng for a look, and then walked in with him.
Bai Xiaofeng followed Sister Lan and looked at the environment of the teahouse casually.
This teahouse is not big and a little deserted. There are only a few people sitting in the seats in the hall drinking tea and chatting. Behind the bar, the fat boss lady was still playing with her mobile phone intently.
Gradually, his brows frowned and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Seeing Bai Xiaofeng’s expression, Sister Lan asked in confusion: “Why are you laughing at?”
Bai Xiaofeng shook her head: “Your matter should not be negotiated.”