Chapter 86 Say Eagle or Bird

Twenty minutes later, Nie Pan drove his Buick car and pulled the two beautiful women back to the community where he lived.

After getting out of the car, Meng Juexiao was a little overly enthusiastic. He kept greeting Song Xiyan: "Reporter Song, hurry up. My cousin's house lives on the fifth floor. Go faster. I'll let you taste my craft tonight."

Song Xiyan walked behind Meng Juexiao with a white satrap on her shoulder. After listening to Meng Juexiao's words, she whispered to Nie Pan, "Nie Pan, your cousin is really enthusiastic, but I don't know how you talked about your cousin relationship?"

"Hey hey... Well, the secrets can't be revealed. If you want to be my cousin, I can also give you a name. Anyway, cousin, the more the better!" Nie Pan said with a bad smile.

Entering the elevator and coming to the fifth floor, Meng Juexiao took out the key in front of him and opened the door impatiently. The other hand greeted Song Xiyan: "Reporter Song, hurry up, get home, come into the room and have tea!"

Although Meng Juexiao said this, he imagined that when Song Xiyan showed a stunned expression after seeing the little dragon girl, Meng Juexiao was as happy as drinking honey...

Pushing open a crack in the door, it did not disappoint Meng Juexiao. The little dragon girl was sitting cross-legged on the sofa reading a book, holding "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber" in her hand.

Today, the little dragon girl changed into the white ancient costume she wore when she traveled because she was washing clothes today. She saw her hair fluttering, and her white clothes were like snow, like a fairy going down to earth. Although the sound of opening the door sounded outside the door, the little dragon girl was not moved at all. As if she had not heard it, she still lowered her head and read a book, as if she had reached a dain. To the point of forgetting myself.

We have lived together for more than a month. Every time Meng Juexiao and Nie Pan go home, the little dragon girl rarely takes the initiative to say hello. She quietly does what she is doing. Meng Juexiao is used to this, but what surprised her is that she didn't expect Sister Long to show herself in such a retro dress today, and she even wants to It doesn't seem that this dress is more suitable for her...

The two of them have lived together under the same eaves for more than a month, and they are already familiar with each other, but the little dragon girl's dress still makes Meng Juexiao's mouths in surprise...

"Reporter Song and Song, please come in, please come in..." Meng Juexiao was stunned for a moment, as if he had just reacted. He hurriedly turned back to greet Song Xiyan outside the door, because he was surprised and staggered a little.

"Wow, today's Sister Long is really beautiful. I was a little jealous of this female reporter just now, but compared with Sister Long, it is more like a firefly than the bright moon on that day. Humph... Now let her see what is called beautiful as a fairy!"

After Meng Juexiao entered the room, he covered up the ecstasy in his heart. He turned around and greeted Song Xiyan, who was walking behind him. When she was in and out of the door, regardless of whether Song Xiyan reacted or not, he introduced to her, "Let me introduce to you. This is Sister Long, my cousin's fiancee!"

"Ah...?" Song Xiyan was stunned outside the door with a foot in the door...

At this moment, Song Xiyan did feel that she was hit by lightning. She couldn't help opening her mouth and stunned. Her brain was a little short-circuited for a short time. In addition to the sudden appearance of a fiancee in Nie Pan's family, which made her feel at a loss, more importantly, she was shocked by her beauty...

Yes, it's shocking. In addition to this word, Song Xiyan really can't find other words to express her mood at this moment. It's the first time in her life that a proud girl has this feeling for a woman of the same sex...

I saw a beautiful woman sitting on the sofa reading quietly. Words such as sinking fish and falling geese, closed moon and shy flowers, Qingguo Qingcheng Qingcheng and other words can't show one ten thousandth of her beauty...

At this moment, Song Xiyan felt that no words in the world could express the beauty of the woman in front of her, and could only desphem her beauty...

She is like the wind blowing on the jade tree, and the snow is wrapped in buds. The beautiful face has faded all the secular colors.

Wearing a light gauze-like white coat, it is like being in the smoke and fog, as if the whole body is covered with a layer of light smoke and mist, like a dream, which is really not a person in the earth.

Three thousand green silk hangs down like a waterfall, scattered on the white clothes. The white clothes are like snow, and the green silk is like a waterfall. They complement each other. The white clothes are whiter and whiter, and the green silk is more ink. Even a wonderful pen can't describe its beauty.

Under the white coat, the jade body is graceful, and the figure is graceful, just like the poetic state of "quiet night, floating light, cold moon melting moon".

Two wisps of blue silk hang on both sides of the face, but they add a little bit of the charm of their daughter. The clear pupils like water do not seem to put everything in the world in it, which shocks those who look at it, and those who watch it are afraid...

In Song Xiyan's eyes, this should not be a character in the world, even the fairy in the sky is just like this, or the beautiful woman in the painting has come down...

"Reporter Song, you talk to my sister Long. I'll go to the kitchen to cook."

Looking at Song Xiyan's stupid appearance at this moment, Meng Juexiao finally spit out a breath of evil in his heart, and left a sentence and ran to the kitchen to laugh secretly.

"Huh... are you stupid? Do you think you are good-looking? Let you know what it means to be outside, woo... I guess someone will be sad, hee hee... happy!"

The little dragon girl's dress today also made Nie Pan in a daze. Looking at the little dragon girl's dress, the scene where she met her for the first time in the ancient tomb immediately came to her mind. At this moment, she felt very warm in her heart and said silently: This is my most beautiful dragon, any clothes in the world. None of your white clothes can show your beauty...

"Longer, this is my friend Song Xiyan. He will come to our house tonight."

Nie Pan hurriedly recovered from his short thoughts, introduced Song Xiyan to the little dragon girl, and then pushed Song Xiyan in a daze: "Reporter Song? This is my...girlfriend Long Xiaoshan. Let's get to know each other!"

After being pushed twice by Nie Pan, Song Xiyan came to her senses and hurriedly nodded and said, "Uh... OK, OK, Miss Long, hello, my name is Song Xiyan, nicetomeetyou!"

At this time, the little dragon girl had already closed the book, raised her head and knocked the corners of Song Xiyan's mouth slightly, which was a smile. After listening to Song Xiyan's words in front of her, she nodded and replied, "Hello, Miss Song!"

However, the English sentence after Song Xiyan made her confused: "Is that stealing rice and oil? Are you asking about the place? Are you poor in your family? You still need to steal rice and oil. Isn't it enough for Nie Pan to give you a little? It's not good to steal..."

Although Song Xiyan's question made Long Meimei very puzzled, she finally understood: "Where is the place to steal rice and oil?" Seeing that this girl is so beautiful, how can she want to steal? I guess it's the family's difficulties that can't be uncovered, but she can ask this directly without avoiding it. It seems that she wants to ask for my opinion. I still have to show her a clear way. As the saying goes, "If you know your mistakes, you can correct it, and you can't be good"...

"Uh?"

This time, it was Song Xiyan's turn to be dumbfounded. The little dragon girl spoke at a relatively fast speed, and with a voice of the Song Dynasty. Song Xiyan didn't hear what Bai said for a while, and she couldn't figure out which language the little dragon girl spoke.

"Nye Pan's girlfriend's knowledge is really profound. Which language is this speaking? Russian? French? Portuguese? I know more or less about these foreign languages. Why can't I understand what she said at all? Song Xiyan was so embarrassed that she figured out the meaning of the little dragon girl's words.

At this moment, Song Xiyan couldn't help sweating on her forehead. She was very ashamed to blurt out a sentence of English for herself. In any case, she couldn't think of her English that all kindergarten children knew. For Long Meimei from Song Dynasty, she was simply playing the piano to the piano. Although she heard the "to" sound of the little dragon girl, but I didn't expect that the pure dragon beauty would associate her English with the profession of "stealing"...

However, Nie Pan heard it clearly on one side. He struggled to hold back the smile on his face, coughed vigorously, and said with a serious look, "Well, in our Chinese land, please don't speak some eagle, bird language and other messy languages. Please speak Chinese. You bullied my high school culture, don't you?"

An embarrassment was resolved in this way. Song Xiyan smiled, sat on the sofa, and sincerely praised, "Miss Long is really the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, especially your dress is more impressive. I don't know which country's popular clothing?"

"My clothes have been washed today, so I put on this one again. This is Song's costume. Doesn't Miss Song think it looks good?" The little dragon girl pointed to the clothes she was hanging outside the window.

Hearing what the little dragon girl said, Nie Pan just felt that he was really ashamed. It took him more than a month to buy two coats, two underwear, and a down jacket for the little dragon girl. No wonder the little dragon girl had no clothes to wear. He secretly shouted "shame" in his heart and hurriedly sat next to the little dragon girl and said with a smile, "Dragon girl. I got paid today. Can I take you to the mall to buy clothes in the evening? Let's make a crazy big purchase, and I'll buy it for you as long as you like.

"No, what are you going to do if you buy some clothes? It's enough to wear. Besides, I'm used to wearing this suit. Don't waste it too much. The little dragon girl said lightly.

Looking at the love between the little dragon girl and Nie Pan, Song Xiyan's heart is mixed at this moment. I don't know whether to be happy for Nie Pan or the sweetness between the two. Anyway, there is a feeling of loss in her heart...

He sighed in his heart: Alas... I thought it was Nie Pan who deliberately lied to me. It turned out that what he said was true. I was self-intentioned. He had a girlfriend, and he had a more beautiful girlfriend than Tianxian. What's the point of relying on him to pretend to be my boyfriend?

"Nie Pan, hehe... Well, I suddenly remembered that there are still some urgent things to deal with at home tonight, so I won't bother you. I'll go home first and come back another day." Song Xiyan tried her best to hide her loss, and her face was full of smiles and got up to say goodbye.

"Ouch... Why is reporter Song in such a hurry to leave? Let's go after dinner..."

Meng Juexiao has been listening to the conversation of several people outside in the kitchen, and he is secretly proud. At this time, he heard Song Xiyan say that he wanted to leave. With the sixth sense of the woman, Meng Juexiao could easily feel the loss of Song Xiyan's heart and hurriedly jumped out and sprinkled a handful of salt on her wound.

"No, it's really something! Thank you, Sister Juexiao. You are so enthusiastic!"

Song Xiyan smiled a wry smile at Meng Juexiao and resolutely said, since the famous flower has a master, what's the point of staying there?

"Reporter Song, are you really going to leave? I won't keep you. Don't delay the business!" Meng Juexiao waved proudly.

Song Xiyan didn't wait for what Nie Pan said. She picked up her backpack and ran to the door, but was chased by Nie Pan from behind. She grabbed her hand and stared at her affectionately and said, "Xiyan, stop! Since you came to my house, as a friend, I will leave you at home for dinner anyway, otherwise you would not treat me as a friend.

The broad and powerful palm is like a harbor, and the warm and moist palm is like the drizzle that moistens the wheat field...

Song Xiyan stopped and turned around and looked at Nie Pan. Looking at his affectionate and sincere eyes, the sense of loss in her heart was slightly better. She stared at Nie Pan's eyes and asked word by word, "Do you really want me to stay?"

"Yes, you must stay. As a friend who has experienced disturbances together, you can't be a man to leave me like this!"