That’s what we call style! ? "
Yan Yueyue looked very proud. She had finally impressed these people, right?
Ever since she got into the RV, she felt like an ordinary person.
Either he was bullied by Jiang Yang and forced to mop the floor, or he was tricked by Jiang Miaomiao.
Now seeing Jiang Yang's cousin's expression, she felt very proud.
"Jiang Yang, you've never seen a manor like this before, right?
Are your eyes open?!"
However, Jiang Yang did not look up, and responded perfunctorily:
"Yeah, ah, yes, yes, my eyes are open, my eyes are open."
Yan Yueyue turned to look and saw Jiang Yang holding his cell phone, immersed in his own world.
She felt Jiang Yang's perfunctory attitude and immediately became angry.
"What are you doing!? Are you listening to what I'm saying?!
What's the point of using Tik Tok?!
Are the videos on Douyin as good as this one? "
Seeing that Jiang Yang ignored her, Yan Yueyue reached out to grab Jiang Yang's phone.
However, just when the fair and tender little hand was about to touch the phone, Jiang Yang pushed Yan Yueyue's hand away with a snap.
“Ah!? It hurts!?
Why did you hit me so hard?!
Can't you be gentle with me?"
Yan Yueyue pouted with tears in her eyes, and her originally fair and tender little hand now had a red spot on the back.
Jiang Yang finally reacted.
"ah!?
Sorry, I just thought some idiot suddenly came over and snatched the phone.
I opened it subconsciously, but who knew it was you!!"
Hearing this, Yan Yueyue became even more angry and her pretty face turned red.
He actually called her a pig.
"You are the pig, your whole family are pigs."
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