MTL - I’m an Olympic Superstar-v2 Chapter 688 Paris Beauty

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At about ten o'clock, Xiao Ran walked downstairs carrying a man's suitcase.

This box contains his toiletries and changing clothes.

Mo Yuning said that, but he still prepared some daily necessities for Xiao Ran.

She knew that Xiao Ran didn't like to bring too many things, so everything that could be streamlined was streamlined.

Xiao Ran came downstairs by himself, and Mo Yuning didn't come to see him off. Xiao Ran also knew that the difference was always the most painful thing, although it was only a short time.

"It seems that the feelings of your young couple are not bad." Murong Ai's car stopped at the gate of the community. Murong Ai was sitting in the co-pilot position. After Xiao Ran got into the car, she said immediately with a smile.

Xiao Ran stunned for a moment, then fastened his seat belt and said with a smile; "That's natural, we're model boys and girls."

Murong Ai was amused by Xiao Ran's words, this guy always talked so badly.

"I don't know if you are exemplary male or female friends. I just want to tell you that there is a deep lipstick on your face." Murong Ai looked at Xiao Ran with a strange expression.

"Ah?" Xiao Ran was a little aggressive.

He quickly put his face in the rearview mirror and sure enough, there was a clear lip print on his right face.

Needless to say, this must be left by Mo Yuning's girl.

Xiao Ran came to realize at this time, no wonder he had been watching him all the way, and many people kept whispering.

Xiao Ran, as a situational figure, was already numb to this. What was unexpected was that others were not talking about him, but a lip print on his face.

"Ah, this time it was a shame to the uncle's house." Xiao Ran wiped his lip prints twice, he said with a sad expression.

"Well, let's go, the plane at twelve o'clock. If we don't leave, we will be late." Murong Agi giggled.

"Wait a minute." Xiao Ran pulled out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Mo Yuning, then immediately started the car.

In the car, the two chatted casually about Paris.

The most influential of all Chinese people in Paris is the capital of romance. Basically, as long as Paris is mentioned, the word "romantic" will pop up in everyone's mind.

"Paris is indeed a very good city, but when it comes to romance, it is actually only relative to the group." Murong Ai has been to Paris many times and naturally understands the situation over there.

"It's like you Xiao Ran, handsome, well-known, and well-gold, and you're very young. You can walk by the Seine in Paris like this, and you can meet at least dozens of crickets a night, those girls They are willing to spend the night with you and to be with you for a long time. In their opinion, you are in line with the image of a prince in their hearts. "

"And if it was a beggar, I dare to conclude that even if he begged in Paris for a year, there would not be a romantic event."

"This is the reality. It is not enough or impossible to say that the poor will not have romance. For example, the artist said that although some people are very poor, they are also very marketable."

Murong Ai explained to Xiao Ran the customs and customs of Paris.

"Why I listened to your explanation and suddenly felt awkward. There was a feeling of broken dreams." Xiao Ran still had a longing for Paris.

Of course, it would be better if they brought Mo Yuning.

"That's the reality, so it's better not to think too much." Murong Ai said.

"Of course, you don't have to be too disappointed. It is a romantic capital and a fashion capital. It is a very good place whether you are going to see the scenery or to be a girl."

"Wait." Xiao Ran interrupted Murong Ai's words, he turned his head and said to Murong Ai seriously; "Dear Madam, I went to glory for the country and participated in the competition, not to see the scenery and make friends. . "

"Oh." Murong Ai glanced at Xiao Ran, and said oh.

"What I said is true, I went really this time just for the game." Xiao Ran said again.

Oh, Murong Ai again.

Xiao Ran was depressed. He was about to speak, and the phone rang.

"Help me answer the phone." Xiao Ran said to Murong Ai.

He is now preparing to overtake at high speed without both hands.

Murong Ai picked up Xiao Ran's phone and pressed the answer key, then the external key.

"Xiao Ran, I have contacted the most beautiful French star you asked me to find. She is willing to contact you. You guys have to seize the opportunity."

As soon as the phone was connected, Yao Ming's carefree voice came over.

"..." Xiao Ran.

"..." Murong Ai.

Looking at Murong Ai's skeptical gaze, Xiao Ran almost wanted to find a place to drill in.

Just now he vowed to go to Paris to participate in the game, but Yao Ming called just before one minute.

And it's still so insignificant, seize the opportunity, grasp the opportunity of Mao.

"Kee, I know. I'm driving to the airport now, it's inconvenient, I'll call you later." Xiao Ran said awkwardly, and then hung up the phone quickly.

The scene at this time was extremely embarrassing, and it was clear that Murong Ai wanted to get crooked. He really wasn't going to make a girl.

"Actually ..." Xiao Ran said.

"It's all right, you man, I know, I won't tell Mo Yuning." Murong Ai said to Xiao Ran with a strange smile on her face.

"I didn't mean that, in fact, I really had something to look for that girl." Xiao Ran said.

"Well." Murong nodded.

Xiao Ran was mad, he kicked the throttle, and the car rushed forward like an arrow off the string.

The car in front was obviously frightened ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ The car leaned in quickly, Xiao Ran passed the car smoothly.

"There is something wrong, will you drive." At the moment of overtaking, Xiao Ran heard a man scolding.

"Are you crazy?" Murong Ai's small face was frightened, she said in horror.

"Why, just a little crazy just now, can you listen to me now?" Xiao Ran gave an evil look to Murong and sneered in his mouth.

"I listen, you say whatever you like, I promise not to interrupt you anymore." Murong Ai nodded like a pecking rice.

"No more noise?" Xiao Ran said again.

"I swear to heaven, absolutely no noise." Murong Ai continued to nod.

"It's good to be obedient, this is a good boy." Xiao Ran laughed, and he patted Murong Ai's head with his hand, and then told her about his desire to cooperate with the most beautiful girl from France.

He really doesn't have that kind of thought right now, of course, this is just now.