Fantasy Abyss Sticking to Ink Dye

Camille paused for a moment with her raised little hand, and then obediently watched Yuan Fan gently pinch her face.

Yuan Fan has never been a good person, and he doesn't like children. I don't believe that he thinks that Camille will look at her differently if he dares to speak up and know how to protect his brother.Then I looked at Yuan Fan in no surprise, with such a gentle look, I spit out the words that were so cold as to be bone-chilling, and even full of violence, "Get lost."

That is to say, it is Chinese, but the malice in the tone is almost overflowing, it is a kind of prayer, so strong that there is no need to distinguish it.

I feel helpless, Yuan Fan is planning to completely offend this family and not let me come, right?Although I am willing, but no matter how I say this, I feel like Yuan Fan is narrow-minded.

Camille was still a child after all, of course she couldn't resist the malice that even an adult would feel uncomfortable in her heart, and she faced it directly. Coaxed by his side, but the eyes looking at Yuan Fan are still a little tangled.I guess, that is probably the scale of inequality in everyone's heart. Good-looking people are given preferential treatment in everything they do. They hate bad behavior intellectually, but sink psychologically.

Yuan Fan looked down at his empty hand, then narrowed his eyes, and gently rubbed his fingers with a cruel smile. The movement was a little strange, as if he was nostalgic for the memory of the touch, and also seemed dissatisfied with the emptiness in his hand. There is an intention to crush something.Yuan Fan looked up at Batisian, who was about to explode, and blinked his eyelids slowly, with endless fatigue, as if he had exhausted all his strength to be able to blink like this, but every time he opened his eyes, There was a deathly emptiness all the time.

"Oh, I'm happy." The tone seemed to be perfunctory for an unreasonable child, so I didn't laugh out of my face, stood up and picked up Yuan Fan, "Uncle Lan Nuoqi, I'm sorry to disturb your dining mood , we left first."

Uncle Lanoqi is really a little fat, logically speaking, it shouldn't be, France and Italy are obviously countries that pay great attention to health preservation, but it cannot be denied that he is as fat as a sea dog.Now he was extremely angry, panting heavily with his face flushed, and nodded politely to me.

The kid Batisian didn't know if he was angry or something, the tall boy stood up, blushing, it was almost a declaration of war, "Mo, I won't give up, we are fair, he is not good enough for you far!"

Yuan Fan was about to pull me out, but when he heard this, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Batisian in surprise, "I heard that you will use your last name when you are polite, or when you are unfamiliar or disgusted. It’s only called when it’s very intimate. You like my boyfriend, don’t you? You call him by your name.”

Batisian's expression was not good, but he could still see that he was a little depressed, and then he tried to call my name, but the pronunciation was a bit awkward.Yuan Fan jumped on the spot like a child, put his hands together in front of his chest with a crisp sound, tilted his head and smiled brightly and coquettishly, "You see, you can't even say your name well, what should you do?"

"I can't say it well." Bernard was also a little bored. When I heard him say this, I felt very sorry. After all, I still like this friend very much.He originally wanted Yuan Fan to shut up, but the child immediately let us know what double standards are. He turned his head and looked at Bernard, "I think what you said is quite good, after all, the way of pronunciation is different from ours."

Batisian's face was even worse, "Bernar and I are both French." To be honest, this sentence made me feel very naive. I knew that Yuan Fan was just teasing him, but I still insisted on comparing it to the truth. In fact, it was true It's a very meaningless thing, how can Yuan Fan really dislike Batisian, and it's not just a joke with him.

"Oh, so what." Yuan Fan rolled his eyes and was not polite. I guess he was in the second half, anyway, he didn't want to grab men from me.