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The stewardess also heard the loud fart, and she also hated such people, but when she came over, she didn't feel any strange smell. The people next to her just smiled, and no one smelled anything.

Zhang Yuan smiled and said to the stewardess, "I'm sorry, my stomach always makes such a sound. This is a kind of power, which makes everyone misunderstand."

Ye Liuli put down her hand and found that it was tasteless and blushed. She felt that she had lost face. It was all caused by this bastard. She would definitely not let him go like this. When she got off the plane, let's see how to fix you!

Ye Liuli secretly slandered and said sorry to the stewardess. She sat down and no longer talked to Zhang Yuan. He was too lazy to talk to her and continued to read the book that he didn't like but was very valuable as Meng Wei said.

Every book has more or less highlights, and there are no books that are useless, only readers who are not good at capturing. Zhang Yuan believes that this sentence has been summarized by himself, and at the same time, when reading every book, he must capture the highlights and essence of the book and become his own.

Zhang Yuan's current memory has been very powerful since he had a biological potential system. He can engrave the summarized things in his memory without taking notes and classify them in a place that can be used at any time. This is his way of learning.

A book was finished in an hour, and there were more than ten minutes left to reach the destination. Zhang Yuan looked out of the window. The stars were already dim. The bright moon hung high in the sky, and the cold moonlight shone on the surging clouds, coated with a layer of misty halo, mysterious and mysterious and beautiful.

Zhang Yuan's shoulder was gently pressed, and the fragrance that had been lingering was a little deeper at this moment. He turned his head and looked at the beautiful woman in a black dress who was sleeping soundly against him. When she fell asleep, she did not have pride and contempt, and a faint smile on her beautiful and enchanting face. I think I'm dreaming.

In fact, Zhang Yuan's unhappiness in the past will not be regarded as anything, but his memory is so good. Even the small details in life will be remembered firmly for him and will not be easily forgotten.

These are also the benefits brought to him by the biological potential system. Of course, sometimes a good memory may not be a benefit.

Zhang Yuan did not touch her, not pity Xiang Xiyu, but saw her sleeping face and thought of An Yajing's sleeping state. There was an amazing similarity between the two. His miss for An Yajing in his heart surged up.

When the plane was about to land, Ye Liuli woke up, wiped her saliva, looked at Zhang Yuan's soaked shoulder, and glanced at it quickly. He had fastened his seat belt and was putting a bookmark in the middle of the book that she thought was extremely shallow.

He didn't look back at her, as if he didn't know that she had slept on her shoulder and wet her clothes with saliva. His eyes looking out of the window were full of eagerness and bright as stars. The hard-lined side face made Ye Liuli suddenly feel handsome and intimate at this moment.

The resentment in Ye Liuli's heart suddenly disappeared, and there was no trace of his idea of trying to deal with him, as if it had never appeared.

Zhang Yuanyi came to the airport hall and threw herself into his arms like a cheerful little rabbit. She held him and nibbled recklessly, leaving a lot of gums and sucking marks on his face and neck, which made him feel happy and sweet at the same time. , and I don't know whether to laugh or cry.

After making out, An Yajing took Zhang Yuan's arm and left the hall with many jealous eyes and got on her new pink Bentley.

After getting on the car, Zhang Yuan let go and kissed An Yajing. At the same time, he felt the other party's body that he had not touched for a long time. If this is not a parking lot but a wilderness or a place without people, they would definitely love each other fiercely in the car or even outside the car, using their favorite wild way!

Reluctantly separated, Anyjing drove the imported Bentley to the city. Shortly after driving to Beijing, Bentley sandwiched three cars in the middle, a BMW, a Mercedes-Benz and a Toyota domineering.

An Yajing finally squeezed into a fork in the roadside and stopped by the roadside. A group of men and women got off three cars, among which Toyota dominated a young man in his twenties, wearing Armani, which was Meng Yu.

Lin Ni and Lin Zongheng sat in Toyota's domineering, but they didn't come down. They just looked coldly and looked at the play.

Zhang Yuan didn't let An Yajing get out of the car and said, "They are coming for me. Don't move. I can solve it myself." An Yajing was very clever and didn't get out of the car, but she could make a phone call.

After getting out of the car, Zhang Yuan glanced at this group of men and women who were not ordinary * family backgrounds and said lightly, "Mr. Ma, Mr. Tang, Miss Tang, do you want to find the scene here? I think I can let you bully you casually here?"

"Fud, you are nothing, and you deserve to be bullied. The girl in the car is good, and my buddy likes it."

Without letting this bastard finish speaking, Zhang Yuan kicked him fiercely, directly stunned and knocked down three or four people.

Zhang Yuan smiled brightly as if he hadn't done anything: "stupid, no matter who you are, even if the head of state says so, I won't let him go, let alone you are not, let alone the chairman's hair!"

"Kid, you'd better not move. Don't think you can do whatever you want. Don't doubt that I have a gun license!" A camouflage dandruffian looked at Zhang Yuan disdainfully and glanced at An Yajing in the car with a ferocious smile.

He knocked on Bentley's window and said to An Yajing inside, "Take off your clothes and get out of the car. Hurry up!"

Zhang Yuan's eyes suddenly burst into murderous intent. Before the other party could see it clearly, he reached out and condensed his wrist, slapped him twice, and hit his knees three times at the same time.

The camouflage flounder vomited a few mouthfuls of blood and lay on the ground without moving.

Zhang Yuan held the gun in his hand and hit the hands of two men and women who wanted to smash Bentley fiercely. Two screams sounded, which was very scary in the quiet field.

Zhang Yuan looked at their bloody hands and said that he deserved it. He pushed away several frightened people. He came to Toyota's domineering and looked at the frightened Lin brothers and sisters with a smile. Suddenly, he punched the roof of the car and made a crash. The skylight on the roof of the car was broken, and the falling microcrystalline scraped their faces.

Zhang Yuan then tortured the very valuable car with his fists and big splits, and did not let the Tang brothers and sisters come out. Those young ladies were usually quite awesome, but now they were so scared that their faces were pale. No one dared to come forward, afraid that the next one would be himself. .

Is this boy a madman or a super horrible madman? This is the deep impression Zhang Yuan left on these people, and it is also an impression of a similar shadow that will not be indelible in his life.

Someone greeted the reinforcements for a long time. As a result, as soon as the policemen were about to torture Zhang Yuan, they were stunned by the two military vehicles that came to the army and did not give them a chance to explain. They directly took the girls away, and the three cars were then taken away.

An Yajing and Zhang Yuan did not follow. When Zhang Yuan got into the car, An Yajing said lightly to the leading policeman, "The water in the capital is so deep that you can't afford to wading, you'd better not wading, otherwise this uniform can't be kept light, and you have to implicate your family."

Pink Bentley rose away in the cold moonlight. The leading policeman sped his lips, wiped his cold sweat, and quickly left with his frightened little white-faced men. At the same time, he made a phone call and reported all the information that should be reported to the leader who issued the order.

After the phone call, the leading policeman, who has been mixed for many years, said to the two new subordinates: The officials in the capital, no matter how big or small, are not so easy to fool around, especially our police, will die miserably if they can't do it well.

Bentley drove into a dense forest less than ten kilometers away from the scene of the accident. After a fanatical entanglement and collision, An Yajing lay naked in Zhang Yuan's arms, with an extremely beautiful and fragrant body, and dreamed in a lazy hoarse voice: "Husband, you are so cruel!"

This sentence immediately stirred up the fire, and attracted Zhang Yuan's second round of fierce attack, which had not yet been released. The weapon for each other's attack and defense was his extremely excited, wet and hot body.

When An Yajing and Zhang Yuan returned to her home, it was past ten o'clock at night, but the three-story villa in a military district compound in Beijing was still with lights on. On the roadside outside the wooden fence, there were four or five cars, three red military plates, and a black foreign license plate.

As soon as Bentley stopped, the door of the villa opened. A woman in a white skirt stood at the door. She was not very old, quiet and elegant, like a beauty coming out of the ancient lady's picture. She looked at An Yajing lovingly and said, "Xiaojing, another friend will also cause trouble, which will make us worry about this."

The woman in white skirt smiled and nodded to Zhang Yuan and said, "However, the little girl has a good vision. She is not only handsome, but also unambiguous when she starts, but she doesn't consider the consequences. This needs to be paid attention to."

The woman in white skirt is extremely tall, very similar to An Yajing, and her face is slightly pale. Zhang Yuan feels that she should be An Yajing's aunt Zhu Fangyou.

An Yajing didn't talk nonsense. This beauty is at least 1.8 meters tall and Zhang Yuan is 1.82 meters tall. When she gets closer, she still doesn't feel as tall as her.

"Auntie, this is Zhang Yuan, Xiaoyuan, this is my aunt, you know the name."

An Yajing's face was originally blushed after being fully watered and moistened by a woman. At this moment, she was a little shy and became more and more delicate. Her watery eyes did not dare to look at her aunt's clear and deep eyes. She just shook her hand and silently acted coquettishly. It was embarrassing not to let her aunt stare at her and him like this. .

An Yajing is now one meter tall, but she stands beside Zhu Fangyou with a slender figure and looks like a child. Even if Zhu Fangyou is as slender as her, she is only about ten centimeters taller than her!

"Hello, aunt. I have heard Xiaojing say that you are magnificent for a long time. I thought she was exaggerated, but now it seems that she is a little modest. Auntie, let's go into the house. It's cool outside, which is not good for your health.

Zhang Yuan was very sincere and calm. Even if it was praise, the extremely serious look made people unable to doubt his sincerity. He was neither humble nor arrogant and remained respectful and cordial. An Yajing was cheering for his wonderful performance. Zhu Fang's beautiful eyes lit up and she said with a smile, "No wonder Xiaojing likes you so much. You are really very One set. Come in."

Zhu Fangyou did not show kindness to Zhang Yuan, but her natural tone made him feel very relaxed. Even to a beautiful elder who needs to look up slightly, she did not feel cramped and alienated. In fact, she has expressed enough sincerity and agreed with Zhang Yuan's existence, as well as his and An Yajing Relationship.

This is a good start and an auspicious sign. Zhang Yuan doesn't know how much she likes her, but he must have a good impression of her. She is a respectable elder, although she is only a few years older than him.

Zhang Yuan staggered two steps and let Zhu Fangyou and An Yajing enter the house. He closed the door behind and found that it was not a living room, but a foyer of several square meters.

Zhang Yuan changed her slippers under the intimate care of An Yajing. In order to give him courage, An Yajing walked into the living room hand in hand with him. Her face was hot and very shy.

As Zhang Yuan thought, there were many people sitting in the living room, men, women and children. At the moment he came in, their eyes fell on him. Although his psychological quality had reached the level of the collapse of Mount Tai and his color remained unchanged, it was still a little unnatural.

Unnatural is just a momentary thing. How many times has Zhang Yuan even experienced life and death? What else is there that can't be indifferent? He regained his compoulation and calmness, smiled and humbly nodded to these future wives and family members he did not know.

Zhu Fangyou introduced Zhang Yuan. An Yajing let go of him and said that I was going to change my clothes and ran up to the second floor. He looked like a frightened little white rabbit, but it was slightly bigger.

Zhang Yuan and these people don't have a common language, and there is nothing to say after a few greetings.

If there is nothing to say, he will not say it. As Zhang Yuan, he is qualified to ignore anyone.

While Zhang Yuan was in decline, An Yajing, who had changed into comfortable home clothes, took a newspaper and asked happily, "Xiaoyuan, when did you write this poem?"

Zhang Yuan came over to have a look and said with a smile, "I just wrote it recently to surprise you."

Zhu Fangyou came over to have a look and said in surprise, "Are you a broken straw hat? I always thought he was at least a middle-aged man. Aren't you Qingfeng?"

"What, are you a broken straw hat?"

"Oh, my God, idol!"

Zhang Yuan didn't think he could have so many readers. He suddenly met four or five, which was very unexpected. It can only be said that he was lucky and happened to meet together.

People who like Zhang Yuan's poetry and prose, in addition to Zhu Fangyou, there are also An Yajing's cousins and uncles, large and small. The age span of his readers fully shows that the work itself is very attractive and can stand the scrutiny and test.