The follower didn't react until he said the words, turned around and glared back fiercely...
I can't move my eyes!
The eyebrows are like jade with smoke, the beautiful eyes of autumn water are flowing across the waves, the little face is slapped, the mouth of the sandalwood is like a smile but not a smile, and the lips are dotted with a faint blush.
The beauty Pingting stood upright, playing with a tender and fresh stem in her hand, looking at the people in front of her with a smile.
Master Fugui and several other young men also looked over, and their expressions immediately changed.
The fleshy skin is like freshly squeezed fragrant milk, it is so white that it dazzles the eyes; and the waist is so thin that it hurts. If you put it on the bed, you can play with it all night.
Several of the boys who followed him swallowed their saliva just looking at Yan Yan.
The rich man's oily face also turned into a fat chrysanthemum with a smile.
"This matter has nothing to do with the little lady. There is no need for the little lady to sympathize with this scoundrel. You can see that you are a spoiled child. You are not involved in foreign affairs. You don't know that people are poor and have evil hearts. They are the most difficult to deal with."
After saying that, the wealthy man pointed at Deng Xiangbo: "This old scoundrel soiled my uncle's shoes and still refuses to pay compensation. This kind of person deserves a beating!"
Yan Yan lowered her head and looked at the shoes on Master Fugui's feet, and said with a smile: "Mao Liansheng's shoes."
Maoliansheng, the most expensive shoe and hat store in Luwucheng, specializes in the business of wealthy people, and ordinary people dare not even enter.
Yan Yan went there a while ago and ordered several pairs of shoes for herself, Bi Cheng and Mu Juaner.
The persimmon red embroidered shoes she is wearing now are embroidered with rice beads. They are from this company, and the workmanship is indeed good.
The rich man shook his fat head proudly and said, "The girl knows she is an expert at first sight. The shoes I have belong to Mao Liansheng."
Deng Xiangbo nervously wiped the sweat from his forehead.
I heard Yan Yan say something else: "The cheapest one among them."
After she finished speaking, she pursed her lips and smiled.
The crowd of onlookers burst into laughter.
The fat old man's face suddenly turned red: "Go, go, where did you come from, you little girl, go away, go away! Don't delay my serious business!" He would instruct the boys to chase people away.
Several boys had long been coveting Yan Yan's pretty appearance. When the master spoke, they rushed to hug her and wanted to pull Yan Yan away.
You can also take the opportunity to wipe some oil.
Deng Xiangbo saw at a glance that these boys had bad intentions, so he stood in front of Yan Yan and urged him anxiously: "Good girl, I know you are kind-hearted, but you can't afford to offend these people, so just leave this matter alone."
La!"
However, Yan Yan gently pushed the old man to the side and kicked one of his feet to the soybeans on the ground.
The kicked soybeans flew everywhere, hitting the boys who rushed up all over their heads and faces.
I don't know how much force Yan Yan used on his feet. The soybeans were like iron beans. The boys held their faces in pain and howled, and no one dared to step forward easily.
The boys blocked the beans, but did not hit the fat old man. The fat old man trembled angrily: "Who are you, a fierce bitch, who dares to interfere in my business? Do you know who I am?"
?You want to die, don’t you?”
Yan Yan smiled with neat little white teeth: "Zhang Fat Cat! Do you think that because you are fat, no one will recognize you as the comprador of Haoyuan Building? I already know who you are, what do you want?"
Zhang Feimao, whose real name is Zhang Dafu, is the purchasing manager of Haoyuan Building.
By eating the difference in price, he accumulated a lot of property and became somewhat famous in Luwu City.
Anyone who has dealt with vegetable sellers knows that this guy is ruthless and cruel, and his price-setting is so unscrupulous that he wishes he could scrape off a few layers of oil from the sellers.
I blackmailed Deng Xiangbo today because he was planning to take it back to the restaurant to deliver the goods and swallowed the cart of soybeans in vain.
Being called out by name, Zhang Feimao couldn't get off the stage, and pointed at Yan Yan: "You, you, you, where did you come from, you shrew, this has nothing to do with you, go away!" As he spoke, he ordered his followers to push the soybean cart away.
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Yan Yan raised his foot and stepped on the handle of the car: "My aunt is in charge of this business, let's see who dares to touch this thing!"
In all the years Zhang Fat Mao has been running rampant in the Luwucheng vegetable market, he has never seen such a fierce little girl.
Although he was angry, he saw that Yanyan looked really good. Now she became serious, her lips were red and her teeth were white, and she was charming.
Zhang Feimao was holding all the air in his chest, but most of it was released after being scratched by the beauty.
"I think you are young and ignorant, so I don't want to embarrass you. Let's do this, little lady, leave a name and you go home first. When I have some free time, I will go to your house and chat with you slowly, okay?"
Zhang Shamao tried his best to speak softly, his fat face was full of flattery, and he looked at Yan Yan with a smile.
There is an inexplicable meaning behind the words.
Everyone watching the excitement could tell that this fat cat was attracted to this girl.
Yan Yan also closed her eyes and smiled.
"I accept your kindness, but for the sake of my words, I have to deal with this matter to the end. Anyway, I don't allow anyone to take this cart of beans. Why don't you think of some other way to compensate me?"
As soon as she said these words, a boy with malicious intentions immediately whispered something into Zhang Fat Mao's ear.
I don’t know what the boy said, but Zhang Fat Mao suddenly laughed so hard that his fat face almost hid his eyes.
After the follower finished speaking, Zhang Fat Mao smiled at Yan Yan and rubbed his fat hands.
"Since the little lady asked me to find another way, I can't refute your face. Let's just use your mouth to blow the dust off my shoes, and we'll be done with it."
"How about it? Isn't it interesting, sir? I don't even want a penny from you!"
As soon as Zhang Dafu said these words, the crowd of people watching suddenly became lively.
An elderly aunt kindly advised Yan Yan not to swim in this muddy water, or be careful of suffering a loss.
There were also some bad guys with bad intentions whistling and making noises.
Deng Xiangbo stood in front of Yanyan, separated her from Zhang Dafu, and lowered his voice to persuade: "Girl, I understand what you want, they are not good people, you can't mess with them. Good boy, go home quickly!"
In the noisy vegetable market, passers-by A, B, B, and D were chattering around. Some were making noises, some were scolding Zhang Dafu for taking advantage of the little girl, and everyone was talking...
Only the Yan Yan seems to be aloof from the incident. The cinnabar sandalwood mouth is chewing, and the faint smile makes people look into it carefully, and they will be trapped in the red and pink demon barrier.
She was looking at Zhang Dafu and his gang with such eyes at this moment.
Zhang Dafu swallowed and felt that his throat was dry.
"You want me to blow your boots?" Yan Yan asked with a smile.
"Ah? Well, yes!" Zhang Dafu stared at Yan Yan's face, half of his soul missing. When he realized what she was asking, he quickly nodded.
"Okay, then bring your feet over and I'll blow them for you."
Her last note was a bit cute, Zhang Dafu's ears and eyes were itching when he heard it. He stared at the cherry blossom-dotted lips and swallowed again. He stretched out his hand to be supported by the followers, and actually extended one of his fat feet to Yan Yan's lips.
before.
Looking at Yan Yan, Zhang Dafu smiled so passionately: "Blow it!"
Thinking that Yan Yan would possess her lower body later, use her small and pretty mouth to blow on her own shoes, so obediently, as if she was groveling...
As Zhang Dafu was thinking about it, he felt a burning sensation in his lower abdomen and straight to his forehead.
If he could get this girl, he wouldn't be able to bring her back to life in vain!