The high-speed train is traveling rapidly on the rails, and the scenery outside the window keeps receding.
More than half an hour passed, Ye Fan clasped his hands on his chest and kept turning his head, as if the scenery outside the window was more attractive than the beautiful woman in front of him.
Opposite him, Zhao Yanran blinked her big eyes and looked straight at him, looking like a curious baby, as if she had discovered some new world.
She is a female anchor of a live broadcast website. She has more than 5 million fans and is very well-known. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is the "first sister of the platform".
On the recently popular X-yin platform, the number of likes for each of her short videos has exceeded one million.
However, unlike those plastic surgery faces and snake-like faces, Zhao Yanran is a pure natural beauty. Even without makeup, she still gives people the feeling of hibiscus coming out of clear water. Her delicate skin is like a newly shelled egg.
If you pinch it, water will drip out.
There are also rumors that she comes from an extraordinary family and is rich and beautiful. She does not do live broadcasts to make money, but purely out of interest. Even if she goes out to have a meal with friends, she will do live broadcasts to interact with fans and friends.
Today is no exception!
Before boarding the high-speed train, Zhao Yanran had already started the live broadcast. After sitting down, she quietly pointed the camera of her mobile phone at Ye Fan.
Unexpectedly, Ye Fan looked aloof and remained indifferent, watching the scenery for half an hour.
But this time, the water friends in the live broadcast room suffered a lot, and they watched Ye Fan for half an hour.
The barrage has already exploded:
"Holy crap! What's so good about this guy? I want to see the goddess Yanran!"
"If the goddess doesn't show up, I'll go next door to watch Dounai dance!"
"This boy is also a weirdo! The goddess doesn't know how to say hello in front of him, she is so lonely!"
"Hehe! In my opinion, this guy is probably trying to get away with it, trying to attract sister Yanran's attention in this way!"
"Goddess Yanran, please don't be fooled. This is obviously a trick. Just leave him alone! I don't believe he can keep pretending to be cool!"
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Seeing these barrages, Zhao Yanran frowned slightly and shook her head slightly.
She didn't think Ye Fan was playing a hard-to-get game.
Looking from her perspective, one can see that Ye Fan's eyes are clear and transparent without any impurities, just like the sky washed by rain and free of dust.
And except for Ye Fan who glanced at her when she first got in the car, Ye Fan never glanced at her after that, as if he regarded her as air and completely ignored her.
Women are actually very strange animals.
If someone looks at them leeringly, they will only feel disgusted.
As a beautiful anchor, Zhao Yanran often encounters fans chatting up her on the street. Some of them are of low quality and even want to take advantage of them by taking photos together, which makes her deeply disgusted.
But now, meeting someone who was not interested in her at all made her have a weird mentality.
As a beauty, Zhao Yanran has absolute confidence in her appearance.
But now, Ye Fan's disregard for her has dealt an unprecedented blow to her self-confidence.
Zhao Yanran looked straight at Ye Fan, but found that he had a special temperament.
It is not like those dandy boys who are proud and domineering, nor is it the submissiveness of ordinary boys, but an indescribable detachment and indifference, as if I have penetrated the world, and everyone is drunk and I am alone.
This kind of detached and indifferent temperament would make sense if it appeared in an elder.
But Ye Fan looked about the same age as her, which made her even more curious.
After thinking for a moment, Zhao Yanran's beautiful eyes flashed with a flash of intelligence, and she decided that she could not wait any longer and must take the initiative.
The next moment, Zhao Yanran looked at Ye Fan, showed a beautiful smile and said: "Hey... little brother~"
She deliberately used a coquettish and coquettish tone, which was so charming that it made people's tailbones tremble.
Hearing this, Ye Fan finally looked away from the window, looked at her and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Would you like something for you?"
"what?"
"Spread your hands!" Zhao Yanran said.
Ye Fan heard this, thought for a moment, and then opened his right hand.
At this moment, she stretched out her jade hand that could overcome frost and snow, and placed it on Ye Fan's palm. With a picturesque look on her face, she secretly glanced at her and said:
"Me, do you want it?"
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Zhao Yanran's charming eyes, coupled with her seductive words, are an invincible combo that is very lethal to boys.
Ninety-nine percent of the boys in the world will probably be fascinated by her.
And this move is like a huge stone smashing into the calm water, causing thousands of waves.
After hundreds of thousands of fans in the live broadcast room saw it, they exploded, and the barrage rolled like snowflakes.
"Oh my god! Goddess Yanran actually used sex sounds to tease this boy. I'm so jealous!"
"Ahh! How come I don't get such a good thing!"
"This guy doesn't look very good either. I didn't expect that Miss Yanran would like this one!"
"Hey... no matter what, I am the man that Goddess Yanran can't get!"
"That boy actually touched the hand of goddess Yanran! Is this unbearable? Where is the hand chopping team?!"
However, at this moment, Zhao Yanran couldn't pay attention to the barrage that exploded in the live broadcast room.
Feeling the warmth of Ye Fan's palm, her pretty face turned slightly red and she was extremely shy.
In fact, she is not a casual girl. She lives a very reserved life. In addition to her career as a female anchor, she has almost no friends of the opposite sex of her own age.
But she didn't know what was going on. After seeing Ye Fan, she felt very friendly. Even though he didn't look very handsome, the more she looked at him, the more she liked him.
On the opposite side, although Ye Fan remained calm on the surface, he felt helpless in his heart, secretly thinking that the side effects of the "heart-throb" of Cangtian Hegemony were probably taking effect again.
For a moment, the two people's hands overlapped in mid-air, and the atmosphere became a little subtle.
Zhao Yanran smoothed her hair with her other hand, looked straight at Ye Fan with her beautiful eyes and said, "Brother, you haven't answered my question yet?"
"Ahem..." Ye Fan coughed dryly, looked at her back and forth, pondered for a moment and said, "Sorry! I'm sorry!"
"What?!"
Hearing this, Zhao Yanran was stunned for a moment and frowned, as if thinking about something.
It took several seconds for her to realize the deep meaning of Ye Fan's words. Her pretty face suddenly turned red, she clenched her teeth and puffed up her cheeks in anger.
asshole!
He...he was actually making fun of himself for being so young!!!
And the barrage in the live broadcast room started to go crazy again:
"Holy shit! This guy is really awesome, so fucking talented!"
"Hahaha... Goddess Yanran probably didn't expect that she would tease a pimple on her own. This is too slow!"
"This is not slow, he is clearly a straight man!"
"This guy can definitely stay single for a hundred years and die alone!"
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At this time, Zhao Yanran quickly withdrew her hand, becoming more and more angry as she thought about it.
Humph...wherever there is a, there is clearly a b, okay!
But how can a girl's family explain this kind of thing? The more they explain, the more it seems like they are covering it up.
At this time, Ye Fan seemed to have thought of something. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, outlined an arc, and asked jokingly: "Miss, do you dare to ask me your name?"
"Zhao Yanran!"
"Miss Yanran, your family must be very rich, right?" Ye Fan asked again.
"Huh? How do you know? Do you know me?" Zhao Yanran asked curiously.
"That's not true!" Ye Fan shook his head and continued: "You are young and own such a large private airport. How can you have no money?"
ah?
Private airport?!
Zhao Yanran was stunned. She glanced at the screen of her mobile phone out of the corner of her eye, and then understood the meaning of this sentence from the fans' comments.
This is obviously a fancy way of saying she is young!
Clay Bodhisattva still has three points of fire energy!
The next moment, Zhao Yanran was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. She suddenly stood up from the chair, waved her small fist, and said to Ye Fan: "Asshole, how dare you bully others!"
"How could I bully you? If you don't believe it, ask the water friends in the live broadcast room!" Ye Fan said with a smile.
"What? You know I'm live broadcasting?" Zhao Yanran's face changed drastically.
"Miss, if you hold your phone at me for half an hour, no matter how slow I am, I will still know what you are doing!"
"Disgusting! You actually made me look embarrassed in front of hundreds of thousands of fans. I will fight with you!"
As she spoke, Zhao Yanran waved her small fragrant fist and hit Ye Fan on the chest.