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Chapter 190: How dare you take your ancestors¡¯ money?

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    The swaying apricot aimed at the ball line, tilted the club slightly, and hit the first rod, hitting the white ball, which crashed into the bag.

    This style of play and posture are comparable to textbooks.

    Her figure is slender and well-proportioned, and her skin is flawless and fair.  Her long hair is pulled up behind her head, revealing her slender, swan-like neck. This posture makes her look like she has long legs and thin waist, and an extraordinary temperament.

    The men on the side looked over one after another, and even whistled from behind.

    These girls look real.

    A young man in school uniform, about twenty years old, walked by and suddenly stretched out a hand.

    ?? She put her hands on Xia Yuwan's shoulders. She didn't look back. She listened to his footsteps, and a cold voice sounded, very penetrating: "Don't you want your hands?"

    The young man was a thorn in the neighborhood. After being around for so long, he was threatened by a woman for the first time. He smiled and put his hand on her, "Sister, how about playing with my brother for a while?"

    Xia Yuwan turned around and smiled with her red lips, "Okay, brother, how do you want to play?"

    Just looking at Xia Yuwan from the side, he was mesmerized by Xia Yuwan's alluring figure and long legs. When she turned around, the radiant face in front of him was like a delicate rose, which made him completely lose his soul.  .

    There was a charming voice in the cold voice. That sentence, "brother" made his bones go numb.

    At this time, she picked up the club in her hand and pointed it at the young man, suddenly swung it, and the latter howled.

    Everyone around looked at the chaotic scene here.

    I saw the woman who was as beautiful as a female temptress beating the young man violently. Her movements were so handsome that people couldn't help but clap their hands and applaud.

    Yan Shisan happened to be playing in this billiards room. When he heard the sound and went out to take a look, he was stunned.

    She walked over with a smile on her face, and a gentle and polite voice sounded behind her: "Miss Xia, why are you here?"

    Xia Yuwan took back her club, glared at the young man, and kicked him while answering Yan Shisan's question.

    "This is my high school alma mater. When I came back for a walk, who knew I would meet a junior high school student who dared to be so arrogant and didn't even ask me who I was."

    Yan Shisan immediately understood. She was so fashionable and charming, and she had just heard someone talking about her figure.

    It¡¯s just that I didn¡¯t know it was Xia Yuwan at that time.

    The young man who was beaten was stunned for a moment. Instead, he raised his bruised and swollen face and raised his chin with a defiant expression.

    "Then why don't you ask who I am? My dad is the principal of No. 1 Middle School. Which class are you in? You're dead!"

    Hearing this, Xia Yuwan smiled disdainfully, but she was very happy that he was not praising her youth in disguise?

    "What about the principal? Back then, I broke into the principal's office and set fire to some test papers. When I put his car tires in the garage, he didn't even dare to fart."

    It¡¯s hard to imagine that these ¡°bastard¡± things were done by such a beautiful woman in front of me.

    Yan Shisan looked at her with a smile, and what she must have looked like back then gradually emerged in his mind.

    A look of shock immediately appeared on the young man's face.

    His father is so cruel, how could he let a girl bully him like this?

    He remembered the matter of putting the tire on. It did happen three years ago. His father was angry at that time, but it was settled later.

    The monkey came in from the outside, knocked twice on the young man's head, and yelled: "Don't have eyes? This is our ancestor, how dare you do this! Why don't you kneel down and apologize to your ancestor."

    "Brother Monkey I was wrong."

    When the young man heard this, he didn't dare to look at Xia Yuwan anymore.

    This critical attack came so suddenly that he doubted his life.

    The monkey smiled and handed over the potato chips in his hand, and smiled flatteringly: "Ancestor, this is my new disciple. Don't be angry if you don't have eyesight. Eat some potato chips to calm down the shock."

    Xia Yuwan took the potato chips from him, reached out and grabbed a piece and stuffed it in her mouth, puffing up her cheeks while eating.

    "You just want to please me with this little thing?"

    "If my disciples and disciples fail to live up to their expectations, I will give them a severe beating."

    After the words fell, the young man shuddered hard and respectfully shouted to Xia Yuwan: "Ancestor, I'm sorry, I was wrong."

    This magical scene made Yan Shisan very funny.

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    Xia Yuwan finally nodded with satisfaction, "The potato chips are not bad, but they are not cucumber-flavored? I like the fragrance of cucumber and corn."

    Hou Houli immediately raised his foot and kicked the young man, "Haven't you heard yet? Our ancestors love these two flavors, go and buy them."

    The young man immediately rolled up from the ground and stood up tired, "Brother Monkey, I'm going now. Please help me say a good word to my ancestors."

    He turned around and ran away. The monkey stood in front of Xia Yuwan with a respectful look on his face, "Ancestor, why are you here?"

    "Let me see how Wang An is doing?"

    "OhBrother An, he's not here today, I'm here to see what's going on."

    At this moment, the blue-haired part-time waiter who collected money at the front desk ran over with a guilty look on his face. He held a hundred yuan in his hand and held it in front of Xia Yuwan.

    "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were the Patriarch, so I asked the Patriarch to punish you."

    Hearing this, the monkey was so angry that he kicked him fiercely and stared at the tiger, "You are so brave! Our ancestors are willing to come. It is our honor. How dare you accept money."

    The young man did not dare to refute, his head almost buried in his collar.

    Xia Yu couldn't bear it anymore, so she said a good word to him, "Stop, he doesn't know who I am. Tell him to back off, I'm just here to play billiards."

    The monkey asked the boy to step back with a smile, "See clearly, if my ancestors come here again, please don't embarrass me again!"

    "yes."

    The room finally returned to silence, and Yan Shisan suddenly said, "Is Miss Xia coming to compete?"

    The woman paused, then crushed the potato chips, poured them into her mouth, and swallowed them.

    "Okay, just competing is not interesting, why not add a little more bets."

    Yan Shisan, who has a mysophobia, looked at her crazy and wild way of eating, which was different from other women he had seen.  There were still some potato chip crumbs stuck to his lips, like a little mouse that had eaten secretly.

    Yan Shisan subconsciously took out his handkerchief and handed it to Xia Yuwan in a gentlemanly manner.

    "Miss Xia, please wipe it."

    She looked at the man's beautiful white handkerchief and felt it was a waste, so she didn't use it.

    "Aren't you mysophobic? I'm afraid that if I use your handkerchief, you will throw it away again. It's such a waste."

    Xia Yuwan didn¡¯t answer, but stretched out a hand and wiped it casually with the back of her hand.

    "The Thirteenth Young Master is famously tied with the richest man, so why don't we come and compete. How about one million for one goal?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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