If He Pingfan knew what these people were thinking, he would definitely despise these guys.

"How can the sparrow know the ambition of a swan?"

I'm practicing the Eight Steps of the Immortal Trace myself recently, so how can I have time to have dinner with me?

If you have further cultivation, you will probably be able to practice magical skills such as gathering qi into a sword.

Once you have mastered it, how many levels of your cultivation level are you at the same level?

At present, my strength has also reached the level of small success of internal and external power. If it is coupled with the powerful gathering of energy into a sword, it will be a sweeping away all existences.

Even a person who is more powerful than Wuchenzi can become a slag in seconds.

There is no way, who says that mysterious art is the law of all things, which is above all practices?

What's more, he is not as ordinary as he has a mysterious magical body that is rare in thousands of years. It's only a matter of time before he can dominate the world.

When Tang Ying'er saw him rejecting, she was so depressed that she almost couldn't stand it. She personally invited her to the girl's reserve, and she didn't give her any face.

If she changed her usual personality, she would probably have turned her head away long ago, but she promised her father last night that she had to make an appointment with He Pingfan, so how would she arrange the following program?

"You reject me?"

Tang Ying'er frowned and leaned close to He Pingfan and whispered, "If you don't agree, I will tell everyone in your class about what you have seen me."

"Puff--" He Pingfan vomited blood. You actually used such a thing to threaten me?

Tang Ying'er held his arm and acted coquettishly, "Is that okay?"

This is the first time?"

"ah?"

This sentence is too disagreement, and Song Jianfei and his group of animals stood up like conditioned reflexes, "No way?

She actually wants to give He Pingfan the first time?"

Oh my God - it's so exciting.

But He Pingfan looked reluctant.

Lin Yalu was so angry that she sat on the stool, unable to withstand Tang Ying'er's soft and hard blisters. He Pingfan sighed, "Okay!"

He was worried that if this continued, the saliva of the animals in the class could mop the floor.

“So that’s it?

After school, I will wait for you at the school gate.”

After Tang Ying'er succeeded, she let go of He Pingfan and left with satisfaction.

The walking look became more enchanting, as if he had really succeeded.

When He Pingfan returned to the classroom, Lin Yalu stood up and said angrily, "He Pingfan, I want to ask you to see a movie tonight."

It is no secret that Lin Yalu likes He Pingfan in class, otherwise Tang Zhenghao would not have been angry to leave the country.

Seeing Lin Yalu's appearance, He Pingfan was helpless, "Student Lin Yalu, don't cause trouble for me. If you really want to watch a movie, I have time when I have time, will you have enough to watch with you?"

"You said, then I'll wait!"

Once the girl is let go, she has no worries.

The girls from other classes reached out to their class, but how could she, as the class monitor, turn a blind eye?

Do you really want to let the cabbage in your own garden be entrusted by other pigs?

After dealing with the two girls, He Pingfan began to read books very seriously.

He had to read all the books he had for four years in college, and then he could practice with peace of mind.

After school, Tang Ying'er was indeed waiting for him at the school gate.

Seeing He Pingfan coming out, she immediately met him, "Let's go, I've called Didi Taxi."

Being entangled by such a beautiful girl naturally attracted a lot of jealous eyes.

The two of them came to the side of the road, and the car that Tang Yinger called had arrived.

After getting on the bus, Tang Yinger shouted to the taxi driver: "Master, go to the Royal Banquet."

He Pingfan glanced at her and said, "Why are you going to such an expensive place?"

Royal Banquet is one of the most famous restaurants in Jiangzhou. The consumption there is ridiculously high, even more upscale than the Hutchison seafood that the three of them went to yesterday.

There is no need to spend so much money when Tang Yinger wants to treat her.

Seeing He Pingfan ask this, Tang Yinger laughed and said, "The precious talent seems so grand. You have helped me so much, so I can't be without any sincerity, right?"

He Pingfan is a person who has experienced low points. He doesn’t like to be high-profile, and he doesn’t like to show off in front of others.

Just be happy as a person.

If the lion speaks loudly just because he helps someone a little, this is not his style.

"Change another store?"

Tang Ying'er shook her head, "Don't, my dad is there."

"ah?"

Meeting your parents so soon?

He Pingfan looked at Tang Ying'er with some vigilance, and couldn't help but remember what Fu Wenxuan said this morning.

Are girls nowadays so direct?

Tang Ying'er was also clever. Seeing He Pingfan's expression, she burst out laughing.

"What do you think?

If Mr. An had not helped my dad so much for your sake, my dad's company would not only be swallowed up by Peng Jilai, but might have to go to jail, so he specially ordered a meal tonight and wanted to thank you very much."

"oh!"

He Pingfan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Tang Yinger was depressed and curled her lips. Who is she?

It seems like I'm afraid I will pay it back.

I, Tang Ying'er, is also a beauty. Do you have to be so scared?

When I arrived at the Royal Banquet Hotel, the servant bowed to the two and said, "Do you guys have any reservations?"

Tang Ying'er said carelessly, "Yes, my dad is in the Fugui Hall."

I heard that it was a guest from the Fugui Hall, and the servant in the door looked in awe, "Please, please!"

However, when he saw He Pingfan, he was a little surprised. He probably was the only guest he saw who was dressed so cheaply.

As soon as he entered the door, a man with a cigar in his mouth came towards him, followed by four or five subordinates.

The other party rushed over with unrecognizable relatives.

"Oh--" Tang Ying'er walked in a hurry. She wanted to avoid it, but she didn't expect the other party to be so arrogant and ran into it. She staggered a few steps and fell to the ground.

The other party stopped, reached out to pick up the cigar, and said fiercely, "Don't you have eyes?"

He Pingfan didn't expect that he could meet such an uneducated person in such a high-end place. He turned around and helped Tang Ying'er up and said angrily, "Who doesn't have eyes?"

“Yo?

Ordinary brothers!"

He Pingfan was about to get angry, but the other party suddenly smiled and nodded and bowed, "Brother Pingfan, why are you?"

"I'm sorry, sorry!"

He hurried over to help Tang Ying'er, but was opened up by Tang Ying'er angrily.

"Ma San?"

He Pingfan looked unhappy, and Ma San smiled and said, "I'm sorry, sorry! Look at my dog ​​eyes, why didn't you see you?"

He Pingfan ignored him and asked Tang Yinger with concern, "How are you?"

Tang Ying'er shook her head and glared at Ma San with unhappy, "I'm fine, let's go!"

The two walked upstairs, and Ma San looked at their backs and scratched his head.

Then he raised his leg and kicked his subordinate beside him, "Why are you standing there?"

See which box they go to."

The kicked subordinate immediately ran up.

A subordinate next to him didn't understand very well and asked in confusion, "Brother Ma, why are you polite to this kid?

Who is him?"

"Bang!"

Ma San raised his hand and slapped the other person's nose and cursed, "You know what a big deal, Zheng Wei fell into his hands."

Several subordinates stared at their eyes and a cold sweat broke out from behind.
Chapter completed!