Novel: Until the beautiful woman sat in the car, the boy found her unique appearance and immediately went to talk

This woman seemed to be closing her eyes and recuperating her spirits, but in fact she was silently running some kind of exercise, following a strange trajectory along the eight veins of the Qijing with the source of internal elements.

And this internal power trajectory, in the form of an energy field, was clearly presented in Yang Fan's mind half a meter away.

What he was shocked at was not how profound this practice was, but because this practice obviously had huge flaws, why did this woman still practice so hard and work hard, and did she think that her life was long?

After that, Yang Fan noticed that this woman had a good skin bag.

But that's all, Yang Fan has always been accustomed to judging a person by the beauty and ugliness of the biological field, this woman is beautiful, but in his eyes, it is really not as pleasing as Jian Xinyi, who can only be called beautiful.

However, since he had the opportunity to meet, Yang Fan did not mind being a good person.

In the seat on the right side of the woman, at this time sat a short-haired young man, with good facial features and a strong spirit, who looked like an elite person, and there was occasional light leaking out between the opening and closing of the eyes.

The short-haired youth was drinking a free drink at this time, calm on the surface, but he used the cup to cover and peek at the woman next to him with the afterglow, and inwardly calculated how to get to know the beautiful woman next to him so that he would not be abrupt and rude.

At this time, Yang Fan, who was sitting on the left side of the woman and was completely regarded as a passer-by by the short-haired youth, naturally reached out and poked the woman's shoulder with his finger: "That... Excuse me. ”

swish!

Many people who secretly pay attention to the woman's gaze instantly become sharp from soft to sharp, like a searchlight focused on Yang Fan's body, full of unhappiness - people's hearts are so strange, they themselves for various reasons did not dare to talk to the woman, but when Yang Fan touched the woman, it felt that Yang Fan stole what should belong to him.

The short-haired youth threw away the hatred and drank a large mouthful of coffee fiercely.

The woman who was touched shook her body slightly, and then, the closed eyes under the sunglasses opened, revealing a faint anger, and looked at Yang Fan coldly.

But all martial artists know that when practicing exercises, they are most afraid of disturbing, once they fall into the fire, the light meridians will be damaged, the heavy will be repaired to the end, the body will be paralyzed, and even may be killed on the spot.

Her own family tradition is peaceful, you can cultivate anytime and anywhere, the efficiency is far beyond ordinary martial arts, but it is not always a pleasant thing to be disturbed by people, not to mention that she is very worried about this time, naturally she will not give Yang Fan any good looks, even if she sees that Yang Fan is a handsome teenager who is not very old, the look is not the slightest relaxation, and her body emits an atmosphere that refuses to be thousands of miles away.

"What?" The woman spoke coldly.

Yang Fan's face was full, and his tone was sincere: "This girl, I am actually proficient in the art of Qihuang Medicine, I want to ask the girl you, is it every few days, it is inevitable that you will urinate and have to get up at night, and the poop liquid is dark yellow, and the smell is even more turbulent?" ”

Suddenly, the air around me suddenly became so quiet.

All the people who paid attention to this side were stunned, and the short-haired youth's neck was red, and with a pop, he spewed out a mouthful of coffee that was too late to swallow.

In the silence, even if the face was wearing sunglasses, everyone could see that the woman's face quickly turned red, and her delicate body trembled.

The eight characters of "dark yellow in color and soaring in anger" were like two blades that were slashed by two brutal and domineering slashes, which broke her cold temperament that refused to be thousands of miles away into pieces, and the ice disintegrated in an instant, falling into mortal dust.

She was ashamed and angry, and she never expected that this teenager who had never met before would suddenly say such shameless and vulgar words to himself, but his expression was so sincere and sincere, and it was even more infuriating.