I'm A Baller

Lin Weiwei and Fu Yushi were rolling with laughter. Bitch looked at Wang Yan with special disdain: "Just these two moments?"

Can this be tolerated?

able!

Brother Gou pretended not to hear anything and put Liu Li on his lap.

Tactical blocking.

Facing their booing, Brother Gou just clicked his eyes in confusion.

ah? !

What are you talking about?

I don't understand...

It's a pity that pretending to be stupid is easy to deal with others, but Nawu doesn't do that.

He sat down on the coffee table in front of Wang Yan, put his hands on his hips, proudly, and kept asking questions.

"How's it going? How's it going? Am I strong? Woah woah, did you just...hehehe!"

Brother Gou almost collapsed.

What are you so proud of? !

Stirring a man up to the point of arousal makes you look special, doesn't it? !

"You are not someone else!"

Na Wu's eloquent rebuttal completely silenced Wang Yan.

Indeed, Wang Yan was not someone else, or a man who just appeared out of nowhere.

Although his official identity is still Liu Li's boyfriend, since they met, their relationship can no longer be so simply defined.

Brother-in-law, friend, boss, distinguished person, idol...

Maybe even Wang Yan himself didn't realize how important he was now.

And this importance is not because of how much money he has or how powerful he is. It is too pale and superficial to use wealth to summarize the relationship between them.

More importantly, it was because of Wang Yan's sincerity.

There are many outstanding people, and there are many wealthy bosses with astonishing wealth, but no one has ever interacted with them on an equal footing.

From Guo Zihao to Huang Xu to Lu Yichen, there are so many rich second generations coming and going in their small circle. Which one is not condescending and full of superiority?

Not to mention it was a big help, even if it was a gift of a bottle of perfume costing 1,500 yuan, he was still thinking about what he could get in return.

It's understandable intellectually, but difficult to accept emotionally.

If the purpose is too strong, then it is not making friends.

Only Wang Yan interacted with them down-to-earth and sincerely without asking for anything in return, and gradually became the backbone of everyone, unknowingly handing over their feelings.

Because of Liu Li, no one had any ambiguity with him, but no other man could compare to that kind of closeness.

Lao Han is one level behind them.

Although Lao Han has a gentle and generous personality and is more reliable than Wang Yan, he is just not as dependable as Wang Yan.

So today's dance, from another perspective, is like a cat showing its belly to the shit shoveler.

The aloofness is shown to outsiders, and the jokes and teasing are left to you.

…

Realizing that they were just expressing intimacy in an alternative way, Wang Yan became more and more at a loss.

"It's awesome, I'm convinced, okay? Hand over the gun and still kill?!"

Brother Gou raised his hands in surrender, his expression was one of helplessness.

I really despise this dance.

Doctors have said that long-term cerebral ischemia can easily lead to syncope, and long-term excessive congestion of the head can lead to local necrosis...

Look, the human body is so delicate...

"Drink, sing, and let's play quietly, okay? You little fairies, don't go crazy like Na Wu."

"whee!"

Nawu was silly and didn't take it seriously at all. It seemed that he was still immersed in the sense of accomplishment.

The bitch acted like a bitch like crazy, shouting: "He's gone soft! Sisters, keep fucking him!"

Brother Gou was very panicked.

Fortunately, Lin Weiwei still protected him at the critical moment.

"Okay, it's enough to just make a fuss. If Sister Li doesn't say anything, why don't you just go to death? I've got all the little notes in my mind for you to remember!"

Liu Li glanced at Lin Weiwei, smiled and nodded.

"That's right! I'm secretly keeping a small account for you. I'll settle the accounts with you sooner or later!"

Lu Yuanyuan looked at Liu Li's chest, went up and took out a handful: "It's just you?!"

"Sister Li is floating~~~"

"Take care of her!"

Everyone was laughing and joking for a while. Fu Yushi took the initiative to pick up the microphone and wanted to sing. Wang Yan was finally relieved.

Looking at it this way, the scene is always under the control of the Big Three.

The long-term tacit understanding between Liu Li, Fu Yushi and Lin Weiwei cannot be underestimated.

In fact, Nawu also has a deep relationship with them, but she is a fool.

Wang Xue was also very authoritative, but she was too lazy to get involved and focused on her relationship with Han Luzhou.

Lu Yuanyuan...not causing trouble is victory.

So the core of their circle are Liu Li, Fu Yushi and Lin Weiwei, and the rest are all attached to Ji.

Brother Gou quietly defeated the Big Three, but he could actually be a little more arrogant...

Forget it, my body can't bear it.

Just keep squinting calmly...

Next, the party returned to normal a little bit - meaning, they still flirted with Wang Yan and treated him like a toy, but they never got angry like Na Wu did when they disagreed.

Play normally, who is afraid of whom?

He was knocked down one by one by Brother Dog, and his forehead was covered with punishment.

Everyone played until past 12 o'clock, and took a lot of short videos that could be used as dark history. Wang Yan also successfully knocked Old Han down amidst Wang Xue's scolding. Overall, it was extremely enjoyable.

After checking out, everyone went back to Xiangji together.

There was plenty of room, and it could easily accommodate a dozen people. Wang Yan naturally wanted to take Xiao Liuli back to the presidential suite to spend time together.

As soon as they closed the door, the two hugged each other and nibbled each other for at least 10 minutes.

Brother Gou had been suppressing him all night, and finally he couldn't suppress it anymore.

Xiao Liuli suddenly pushed him away, blushing and muttering:

"Wait a minute, I'll go change my clothes..."

"ah?!"

Brother Dog was stunned. At first he felt something was wrong, and then he was ecstatic.

"What kind of clothes? Is it... hmm? You have never agreed to letting you wear that kind of clothes before, but today you finally thought about it?"

"Bah! Uh-huh, your sister?"

Liu Li blushed and slapped Gouzi, and said angrily: "It's a birthday gift!"

Without giving Wang Yan a chance to beep again, she hurriedly dragged her small suitcase to the cloakroom.

birthday present?

Brother Gou rubbed his chin and had some guesses in his mind.

Liu Li's birthday gift is basically unlikely to be a foreign product. As long as she can buy anything with money, she will definitely not use it as a gift.

Wang Yan is too rich, no matter what he gives, he can't show his true feelings.

And she is not good at handicrafts and has no time to prepare handmade products.

So, it’s most likely a special dance?

Wang Yan could only guess this, because this was her profession and what she was most proud of.

After a long time, when Liu Li finally changed her clothes and came out, Brother Gou immediately realized that he had guessed correctly.

Liu Li at this moment was very stunning.

She not only changed a set of clothes, but also put on makeup, ancient makeup.

Wearing a gold hairpin on her head, a flower between her eyebrows, and a bright red gauze covering her body, it looked like a simplified version of Hanfu, with everything that could be exposed exposed.

However, even though she was dressed so sexy, the feeling Liu Li made Wang Yan had had nothing to do with lust.

More, it is an indescribable style.

Because her posture is so elegant, so light, and so fairy-like.

The toes tap the ground gently, and the whole body is like a dewdrop rolling on a lotus leaf, coming and going lightly, as soft and smooth as water.

When she twisted her waist, her entire shoulders, arms, elbow joints, forearms, all the way to her fingertips, every bone and muscle in her upper body was dancing.

No, it's blooming.

She is like a flower that suddenly emerges from the water, blooming without warning, catching people off guard and dizzying.

Wang Yan didn't even know how to describe this scene.

So shocking.

For the first time, he knew that a top classical dancer could control so many muscles at the same time, allowing different parts of the body to move in coordinated and smooth reverse directions.

If he had to describe it, Wang Yan didn't see clearly how she moved.

He only felt that a little fairy suddenly floated in front of him, then suddenly bloomed, and then spun for two and a half weeks, twisting her waist and settling in front of him.

It wasn't until this moment that the music she played on her phone officially started playing.

Liu Li maintained a frozen movement, gently pulled up the thin sand on his sleeves, and slowly covered the lower half of his face, revealing only a pair of eyes.

The gaze was so affectionate, and there was an indescribable shyness in the movement of the eyes, which vividly explained what it meant to look forward.

Take a look, take it back, dodge, take another look quietly, move away, hide again...

Looking and hiding, longing for it but unable to hide its shyness, looking forward to a response but fearing a response, this is looking forward.

The most touching expression of the daughter's family is at this moment.

When the red gauze was about to cover her eyes, Liu Li spoke softly: "Looking at the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk, I miss you when I walk, and I miss you when I sit. I miss you when I sing this song, please appreciate it."

The eloquent recitation, with an extremely graceful ending, kicked off the dance.

Wang Yan couldn't recognize what kind of dance it was.

Han dance? Tang dance?

It's possible, but neither looks like it.

Liu Li's shrugging and swinging of arms has the simplicity and elegance of the court dance of the Han Dynasty, and when he turns around and flutters his sleeves, he has the grandeur and enthusiasm of the court dance of the Tang Dynasty.

Her movements were sometimes gentle and sometimes fierce, but no matter what the movements were, her affectionate eyes never left Wang Yan's face for a moment.

Sijun, I miss you.

Lianjun, I love you.

Wang Yan couldn't quite understand the image of the dance, but he could understand the look in her eyes.

That was Xiao Liuli's implicit yet passionate love.

Masters often say that art is alive.

Ordinary people often question this kind of statement, but it is obviously true.

Xiao Liuli's dance is full of vigorous and pure artistic tension. Although Wang Yan is just an outsider, he can feel the beauty without any obstacles.

Beauty lies in passion, beauty in purity, beauty in firmness, and beauty in determination.

For the love of thirty thousand hectares of colored glaze, I will miss you if I have a dream these days.

Liu Li didn't say a word, just danced passionately, but Wang Yan could see her heart clearly and put a gentle kiss on it.

When she ended the dance with a baby bird throwing herself into the forest and flew into Wang Yan's arms, Wang Yan hugged her tightly and kneaded her into his arms.

"Ouch! My clothes! You bastard!"

"Hey Hey……"

The dog brother laughed weirdly, and he rubbed her proudly to tease her and bully her.

"This is a shirt, and its historical mission is to tear it into pieces and get dirty... How about it, my husband has lived up to your careful preparations, right?"

"spit!"

Liu Li'er turned red with embarrassment, as if she wasn't the one who let out the war cry just now.

"You bastard, get away!"

"good."

Gouzi responded, turned over, and walked to the bathroom with her in his arms.

After a while, Liu Li's frightened screams came from the bathroom.

"Go away! Stay away from me!"

"Are you an animal?!"

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Happy Mid-Autumn Festival! ! !