Xiaoyu regained his composure, quickly stood up and pushed him away, took two steps back, and asked with guarded eyes, "Who are you?"
"Beauty, don't be so open-minded!" The handsome young man whistled and said in a snarky voice, "I am a hero who saves beauties, not a hungry wolf who pounces on sheep. If you hide so quickly, others will think that I am a gangster!"
Xiaoyu thought for a while, thanked him and said, "Comrade, thank you for saving me."
Another whistle sounded, and the man held his chin, looked at the little fish up and down, and kept mumbling, "On point, really on point, with this figure, this face, and these big watery eyes, Emma, so seductive."
I have decided, this time the target is you..."
Comrade Yu said he didn't understand a word.
"I am a friend of your young master Toru's friend." The man stretched out his hand with a kind smile on his face. "Let me introduce myself briefly. Sharan, male, age nineteen, ethnic man, loves beauties, music, rock, and movies.
I'm a dark type. What I'm worst at is cooking, and what I'm most proud of is making popsicles. What about you?"
Hey, aren't you talking about a brief introduction? It's not a blind date. You're too detailed!
Xiao Yu looked at him carefully, he had a very beautiful face, a head of flaxen hair, soft and bright under the light, a pair of pink and phoenix eyes that squinted with a smile, with a look that was one part ruffian and one part ruan mei, pretty and pretty
Nose, thin and pink lips, white and clean face, and a carefree smile. The diamond earring in her right ear is particularly bright and dazzling.
This is a young man who combines good looks, handsomeness and ruffianism, yet still feels natural and comfortable.
Xiaoyu thought about it. Although there were not many people in Nangong's private villa, the high-tech monitoring equipment was still very powerful. Ordinary people would not be able to enter here, so he put down his guard a little, nodded, held his hand and politely said: "Hello
, I am Yan Xiaoyu, Master Tou’s personal assistant."
"Yan, Xiao, Yu?"
Sharan blinked his eyes and thought about each word for a long time, with a look of endless aftertaste on his face, "What a delicious name!"
After saying that, he stared at her breasts...
It's true that birds of a feather flock together.
Miss Yan rolled her eyes - by the way, the Nangong family and friends of the Nangong family always greet everyone with their breasts, right?
(Thank you dear Gao Ziyue for your silent gift^_^)