Yan Ge smiled at Gu Yifan: "Yi Fan, think about it, I am waiting for your reply."

During this gap of speech, the man seemed to be impatient and got out of the car. An umbrella opened the hood on Yange's head, and he took out a handkerchief and handed it to Yange: "It's time to go."

The gentleman is extremely gentle, and he takes good care of the man who speaks the song. This series of actions set off Gu Yifan, who was extremely embarrassed in an instant, but he still tried to catch the song: "Who is he?"

Could this man be the master of gold in her mouth?

Hearing Gu Yifan's question, Yan Ge casually replied: "It's my bodyguard, Yifan I'm leaving, goodbye."

She stooped into the back seat of the car under the man's service.

The door closed the next moment, and Gu Yifan's eyes were blocked by Wang Xiangyan.

After getting off the car, the man never looked at Gu Yifan anymore.

He closed the door with the help song, entered the driving position, and the car galloped without stopping for a moment.

Gu Yifan stood still, staring at the yellow car and disappearing in the drizzle.

She said the man was her bodyguard.

But how is that possible?

The man's momentum, and the sharpness of his eyes narrowed at random, did not look like a bodyguard, but rather her elder.

But it doesn't seem that old.

Even if this man didn't say a word, Gu Yifan's heart was unknowingly invisible but he gave birth to a shame.

He can't compare to this man.

Either way, it is impossible.

Yan Song, who was sitting in the car, was playing with the handkerchief. The white handkerchief had been wrinkled and crumpled by her.

The man glanced at her from the rear-view mirror and sneered, "Bodyguard?"

Yange laughed and laughed: "Being a temporary player, I didn't expect your acting skills to be good. This bodyguard was cast by you into a magical three-pointer."

As soon as the throttle was stepped on and loosened, the head of the song without a seat belt hit the front seat.

She rubbed her forehead and complained dullly and grievously: "You can't say you are my fiance, you don't agree with this marriage."

This man is called Yan Zimo, and is the closest date of Yan Ge.

Of course, both parents are in the same circle, and the two are considered childhood sweethearts who grew up together. Although the relationship is not so good as the brother and sister, when they were young, they would say hello.

This blind date, that is, the adults of the two are hot in that head.

Yange and Yan Zimo are very sane.

Presumably the words of the song had an effect. Yan Zimo did not respond anymore, and the car drove steadily.

But not long after, he said, "This little white face you raised doesn't look good."

Yange: "It's just a matter of fun.

After all, if the second-generation giant like the host really lacks nothing, he lacks a man to sleep with.

Yan Zimo frowned: "Does your parents know about you?"

Yange: "If Brother Momo didn't tell them, they would never know."

Yan Zimo snorted again.

Yange asked him, "Is Brother Zimo going back to Beijing today? It's still raining. It's not safe to drive at high speed. If you are in a hurry to go back, find a hotel and let me down. I'll wait for the plane tomorrow."

Yan Zimo asked her, "You came to see him in the middle of the night?"

"Well." Yange said, "Don't you also want to see your apex, we two should not laugh at each other."