After saying this, Lamborghini puffed out his cheeks.
Bian Guangxi and several of your classmates were also shocked by the tearing sound and looked towards the small entrance.
"Next time you buy a Bentley, the first boy to sit in the passenger seat of your car won't be him, so the first boy to sit in the passenger seat of Yang Wu Luo Ni's car must also be him."
Anyway, having a girlfriend will kill you.
"Sir, please."
After all, it's only a few hundred thousand. Yes, your girlfriend spent nearly 200,000 on you today, which is definitely your family's annual income.
Bian Guang drove to the InterContinental Hotel near the primary school. When checking in, he kept his Lamborghini's head held high, which was too embarrassing, and he was afraid that his classmates would see him.
"You're hungry and want to eat."
A tearing sound ushered in the night.
Throwing the bag away, Miaomiao pulled out and broke several pinhole cameras next to the TV, in front of the vase, under the bedroom wardrobe, and on the bathroom ceiling, and threw them out of the trash can.
"Alas... the seventh generation of the rich is not awesome. He specializes in curing men's difficult and complicated diseases. But once he gets involved, everything goes wrong."
Before Miaomiao opened the passenger seat and helped the Lamborghini out, she closed the door, returned to the driver's seat, started the car, and stepped on the accelerator hard. A tearing "buzz" sound was heard. It was intentional by Bian Guang, and the car was just like that. Because nowadays, sports cars are driven in real life and speed limits are everywhere. The only thing that can make the owner feel relieved is the lack of noise. Of course, if that point is ruined, what appeal does the sports car have?
"OK, take him to Raffles Square for dinner."
drop--
Feudal superstition, believe it and you will get it.
"It's a small difference, isn't it? Your Lin Can doesn't have that super rich seventh generation, so who is it?"
Miaomiao is already very handsome, and now his taste in clothing is improving, and his temperament is getting better and better.
A super rich man, with yachts, sports cars and handsome men.
Of course, it depends on the person. If your boyfriend really loves you, you will be beaten if you hit him.
When Yun Chuanxi was suspicious, he accidentally stabbed his finger with the big pin under the gift box, which caused bleeding.
"The bad one looks like that one. That car is very expensive, right?"
"Which hotel is bad far from their school?"
Indeed, Lamborghini found a point to refute what he said. He was not the first boy to sit in the passenger seat of two luxury cars. This showed that Lamborghini had a very low status in Miaomiao's mind, and his resentment disappeared a little.
"You go! Yang Wu Luo Ni Xiao Niu!"
"What do you want to eat?"
"Yes, just hold him like that, and let others watch."
There are few good hotels in Xincheng District. In addition, Miaomiao and Peng Yu are going to a bar with us at 4 o'clock in the evening, which is also in Xincheng District, so we are going back to Boqi. So Bian Guangtai sat in the passenger seat and watched Bian Guang staring at his phone, trying to decide between a "love hotel" or an "InterContinental Hotel".
"What is he doing? Let go! That's a school outside, everyone's watching."
The man that Miaomiao is willing to give a watch to is equivalent to being labeled as "only for the super rich".
Bar street.
"Wu Luo, he called you husband today."
Moreover, Miaomiao hated this so much that Bian Guangtai couldn't understand where his girlfriend got so many weird habits.
However, Miaomiao still explained why she came, because saying these words beforehand was the most useful between "couples", and the worst way was to talk about the future.
"Well, worry about it. You're messing around. Come back later and bring him some midnight snacks."
Miaomiao was surprised ~ your Wu Luo has no temper now!
"Here I come."
Here I am, the Godly System.
Bian Guangxi and eight other male classmates were standing nearby with cakes in their hands. We had also been to places like bars before, and we looked around the entire bar street with curiosity. The least we saw were boys wearing tight short skirts and with charming figures. Those men rarely left the bar, but gathered in groups of eight or eight at the door, smoking, chatting, and looking for tonight's prey.
As a dancer, Bian Guangxi has a very good figure and temperament. Of course, her big breasts are a fatal flaw. The bad thing is that her good looks can make up for the shortcomings of big breasts.
The clothes actually cost a few dollars, just tens of thousands.
Everyone looked at the "cow" and sighed, talking about it.
Yang Wu Luoni walked farther and farther away, disappearing from the students' sight, leaving only mixed looks in their eyes.
"Zhu Yan said my girlfriend bought it for less than 2 million, that's amazing."
The group of charming men next to them cut off their cigarette butts, held their heads high, and adjusted their deep V-necks. That was a small fish. If they were caught and served badly, they would make a lot of money. They were not as realistic as it seems.
"He guesses?"
"Show off~"
"Damn it, ding! Ding! Ding! You watch the super rich talk every day, and God will ding you if he does. Do you want to be a super rich?"
"It works. He might as well try it on his sullen boyfriend. Let's see if you can get off the Yadi electric bike with him."
"He's taking a break first. One of the seniors has organized a party and invited you to the bar."
"Hmm~"
"Miaomiao?"
Yang Wu's Aventador was parked at Raffles City, and as always, it was so eye-catching, attracting the attention of passers-by.
Miaomiao walked out of the mall holding Lamborghini's hand and had a Japanese meal. Originally, couples should enjoy the date time leisurely, but Bian Guangtai ate very slowly. It would not be like that in the future. In fact, his speed has increased very little now - because it was a habit of racing against time that he developed in the eight years of junior high school, so after a long time, he changed it.
Of course, they also hate me because they are willing to spend money.
"What's wrong?"
"He's annoying! I want to pay attention to him."
In front of all the classmates, Miaomiao took a step closer, put her arms around Lamborghini's waist, lifted him up, and pulled his belly against her own abdominal muscles.
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