Mo Beibei is not enough. He leaned against Qin Lang and kept posing in front of the camera one after another. He would be as close as possible. He pouted his mouth, sometimes he would make a scissors hand, and sometimes he would rub Qin Lang's beautiful hair and rub Qin Lang's face.

With the sound of the kaku, Mo Beibei took nine photos in a row, and then posted nine grids on his circle of friends. Then he calmed down and showed the picture to Qin Lang.

Of course Qin Lang was not satisfied. What does this little girl mean? Just take a photo and post it on WeChat Moments, as if they really had something hidden.

They added WeChat to each other last night. Qin Lang muttered his mouth and found a beautiful photo of the two interacting intimately after reading his circle of friends. He almost dropped his phone to the ground. This is not possible. If Yu'er saw it, it might be a big deal.

What’s even more sad is that the text in Mo Beibei’s circle of friends was: I met someone I love in Yanjing...

"What do you want to do?" Qin Lang felt completely shocked. He had never seen such a fierce girl before. He stamped himself when he came up and didn't ask for his opinion at all.

"It's okay, Qin Lang, I just sent you out and annoy someone, don't be afraid, I won't rely on you." Mo Beibei raised his hair and said without caring at all.

Seeing Qin Lang still muttering, Mo Beibei's beautiful eyes flashed: "Don't worry, I will delete all your photos in a while, and I will definitely not let others wrong you, don't worry."

"Are you afraid that he will cause trouble for you?" Mo Beibei bit her lips gently, her sexy waist twisted slightly, and a natural fragrance swayed slowly.

The beauty, the absolute beauty, several passengers in the car turned around frequently, staring at Mo Beibei blankly, looking at Mo Beibei in one bite.

Then, Mo Beibei took out a Vacheron Constantin watch that was not open from his bag, and then put it on Qin Lang's wrist with skillful movements: "This is the gift I gave you, and it is also a gift of thanks."

She smiled brightly: "Thank you for saving me last night."

"It's a big deal last night."

Qin Lang waved his hand and then took off his watch: "This watch is too expensive, I can't accept it, you'd better take it back."

He didn't study much about the watch, but looking at the style and texture, tens of thousands are indispensable. Besides, it is not appropriate to collect girls' watches.

"Qin Lang!"

Mo Beibei had a pretty face and pretended to be angry: "Although we have only met twice, I have long regarded you as a friend, and you have saved me. It is natural for me to give you gifts, so you can collect them."

"Or it's just looking down on me and hating me."

She showed a domineering side: "If you give it back to me, I won't recognize you as a friend."

Seeing that the woman was so determined and still looked like she was heartbroken, Qin Lang could only speak helplessly: "Okay, then I'll keep it."

At the same time, he thought that he would give her a chance to return it to her in the future, or make up for it in other forms.

“It’s almost the same.”

Seeing Qin Lang accepting it, Mo Beibei's pretty face became more happy, and then the topic changed: "Are you going to Jiangcheng?"

Qin Lang nodded: "That's right, there is a relative there, I'll go over and take a walk."

"Then you have to stay for a few more days."

Mo Beibei smiled and said, "I am a native of Jiangcheng. After you leave, your relatives can call me and I will take you around."

Qin Lang chuckled and nodded: "Okay, I'm done with my work in Jiangcheng, I'll find you to be a tour guide."

He has always been easy-going, and Mo Beibei is also straightforward, so he doesn't mind making more friends.

“Let Beibei be a tour guide?

You deserve it too?"

Before Mo Beibei could make a sound, a cold voice came from behind: "You don't even look at what you are."

"Boy, I don't know what you mean, but I warn you not to hit my bebe."

"He is not the swan meat you, a toad, can afford."

Zhang Yaxin, who came back from the bathroom, stood in front of the two of them, looking at Qin Lang condescendingly, "Do you know what Beibei is?

Do you know how much money is at Beibei’s family?

"I'm afraid I'll scare you to death if I say it."

Although she was startled by Qin Lang's Lamborghini last night, she guessed that Qin Lang was probably an employee of the repair shop when she saw Qin Lang's street stall goods.

In order to satisfy my vanity, I drove a customer's luxury car to install forks.

After all, she had never seen any young master who drove a luxury car worth tens of millions of yuan, and would eat sheep offals worth more than ten yuan.

Thinking of this, she looked down on the vanity of Qin Lang even more.

"Ya Xin!"

Mo Beibei was very angry and interrupted He Yaxin's words: "What are you talking nonsense! It was me asking Qin Lang for help, not Qin Lang harassed me."

"Besides, he is my savior and my friend. If you say this, I will turn against you."

She showed her strong side: "And what I have and how much money my family has, it doesn't prevent me from making friends with Qin Lang at all."

Qin Lang's eyes were filled with praise.

He Yaxin was very unhappy: "Babe, I'm not trying to humiliate him, I just hope he doesn't have any unreasonable thoughts."

"Although I'm very angry at what Lian Haibo did, no matter how bad he is, he is better than Qin Lang. After all, Lian Haibo is also the heir to the Lian family."

"The billions of dollars are not comparable to his own income."

"He wants to squeeze into our circle, and he doesn't look at his own background."

She looked at Qin Lang contemptuously and shook the Girard-Perrene on her hand: "Have you seen a famous watch?

Three hundred thousand per person?

“Can you afford it?”

With this tremor, her upper body also shook, with a proud impact.

"Yaxin, I'm really angry."

Mo Beibei raised his pretty face: "For me, Qin Lang is a hundred times better than Lian Haibo. I don't allow you to humiliate Qin Lang."

Seeing Mo Beibei getting angry, Zhang Yaxin had to put away her words, but her eyes were still staring at Qin Lang, with a warning aura.

Then, Mo Beibei turned her face and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, Qin Lang, don't be as knowledgeable as Yaxin, she didn't mean it."

Qin Lang smiled faintly: "It's nothing, it's unnecessary to be serious with a dying person."

"Bastard! What were you talking about?!" He Yaxin was furious.

"I really want to kill you, a stinky loser!"

Mo Beibei didn't expect Qin Lang to speak like this, and said in surprise: "Qin Lang..."

Qin Lang had a calm face: "Oh, acute blood mutations should be leukemia or something."

He stared at He Yaxin's face and observed it carefully.

"Bastard, are you cursing me?!" He Yaxin's eyebrows were raised. She was talking nonsense. She could eat and sleep every day, and she had never felt physically uncomfortable. She deserved to die!

"Babe, what do you know? You can't stand others being rich. I just took out a watch that he couldn't afford to pay for several months, and he cursed viciously. You're still getting close to him?"

He Yaxin suddenly looked at Qin Lang: "Qin Lang! You can leave Beibei immediately now, don't have the idea of ​​beating Beibei again, otherwise I will let you see how powerful I am!"
Chapter completed!