Chapter 1166: What not to do?

Miles felt that the old man of the Modine family was a prison, and he was far from living in Zhen Fan's villa facing the beach. ↑, there is no beach, no bikini girls, and no space for oneself to come and go freely, although there are fine wines and food at any time. But people can't just eat, right?
When Bernard comes, you can talk to Miles, and the rest of the time, even if you are chatting with the old guy, Dickery, you often can't chat happily. Diocletian tried his best to talk with him about his ideals in life and the depth of his academic skills, but Miles was not interested, nor speculative, so after the two chatted once, they couldn't have a pleasant chat for a long time. At that time, I can say a few words with Bernard, because after all, this is his future junior.
The reason why the two can talk is mainly because Zhen Fan blessed Miles, first explained to Bernard some basic facts of the interpreter and Taoist teachings and other basic common sense, and tried to gradually introduce Bernard into the introduction. That is to cultivate the Taoist introductory mental method, so that Bernard can now use this mental method to collect the essence of the sun and the moon, the aura of nature.
It is also strange to say that since Miles entered this manor of the Modine family, the monster seemed to have disappeared and never came back. All the important members of the Modine family still stayed in the manor and did not dare to go out at will, even if they were out, they were still together.
This is a shame for the Modine family. Before contacting the threat, they could only stay here aggrieved. Although some people expressed doubts about Miles's ability, but under the coercion of Diocletian. No one dared to make irresponsible remarks to Miles. This is power.
Miles hangs out here every day. Look around. He has done the preparations he should do, but he has not met the Lord. Let the matter be delayed. So he called Zhen Fan and complained: "Master, if the monster doesn't come for a year, just spend the next Christmas here?"
"Stay, if you don't come, next Christmas will be there too!" Zhen Fan ignored this guy. Now Miles is completely a young man’s temperament, and his previous personality traits are simply a big reversal. This makes Zhen Fan a little speechless, but this reversal is also beneficial. At least he should say "A teacher must "There are disciples".
Zhen Fan had a good time in the villa. He also wanted to resolve this matter sooner, but the helpless monster seemed to have disappeared, as if he knew that Zhen Fan would not dare to go out when he was here. So he was free, but the hearts of the Modine family members were still hanging in the air.
Zhen Fan's life is very good, drinking tea, then looking at the beauties on the beach, and then strolling on the beach at dusk. Don't be too comfortable in life. Especially this season. Many places in North America are covered with snow, and when the storm continues to sky, here is as warm as spring. Even the winter in Los Angeles is worse than here.
The sun was slowly falling to the surface of the sea. The wind on the beach blew over, and Zhen Fan's shirt and pants were all attached to her body, and she flew back. And he wore white clothes and white trousers, very casual. A few buttons on the shirt were opened and blown by the wind. Bare his strong chest.
Of course, there are many men and women of good shape on this beach, and of course there are many fat people and thin monkeys. But Zhen Fan's dress like this is more eye-catching, so many people look at him. However, on the section of the beach near the highway, someone was painting, and the object of the painting was Zhen Fan.
Miami beaches often meet some celebrities, celebrities from all walks of life. They also like to curl up on the beaches of Miami in winter like this. In other words, you can meet a celebrity at any time on the beach. Such celebrities are mostly Hollywood stars, of course, there are some sports stars and singers.
Zhen Fan is one of the stars that you might meet here. So someone gave Zhen Fan a portrait from a distance. The man was sitting on the beach, wearing a sun hat, watching Zhen Fan strolling from time to time, and then painting continuously. In the end, I immersed my head on the drawing board, it is estimated that the final modification will be done.
When she raised her head again, she suddenly saw someone standing in front of her. She couldn't help but panicked. She immediately screamed, and almost knocked the easel down in a frantic manner. Because this person is exactly the one she painted. And the person in this painting is standing in front of her and staring at her.
"The painting is good. Uh, I don't really understand it. I just think it looks like it. Don't you come here often?" Zhen Fan asked with a smile, "Uh, Chinese? You know at a glance. The Japanese don't. You are so shy, the Koreans are not as beautiful as you, and the bag next to your painter with things in it seems to be printed with the name of the travel agency in Chinese. At first glance, it is Chinese. Did I listen carefully to my observation?"
Zhen Fan’s gentle and pleasant color made the painter completely relieved of the initial panic, then laughed and said: "You have said so much, you must have seen the travel agency bag. You will pretend to be a fool. It’s not like a Hollywood star at all."
Zhen Fan was taken aback, and then he was happy, and said: "I didn't think I was a big Hollywood star, but if you paint me quietly, I can take you to court without my authorization. You won’t be able to return to the country, and you might even go to jail here. Come on, how can you compensate me?"
"Ha, stop teasing me and sue me to go to jail? I thought I didn’t know the laws of the United States—well, I don’t understand the laws of the United States, but I would go to jail when I draw a picture. It’s not that serious, right? You are a big star Are you embarrassed to blackmail your compatriots?" The girl opened her eyes wide, and then raised her eyes to look at Zhen Fan.
Zhen Fan looked at these big eyes and then at the girl's face. He couldn't help but was stunned. He couldn't help but said, "How old are you? Your parents don't care about you? Let you run around? You need to know. It’s very dangerous. Did you leave the tour group? Do you have a phone call? Call your parents, hurry up."
What is this? When the girl raised her head, when Zhen Fan looked at her face seriously, she was only fifteen or sixteen years old, very immature and beautiful. But this still surprised Zhen Fan.
"As for the parents, I have taken the college entrance examination. I am now a freshman. I came out to play during the holiday. I didn't expect to meet a big star. Of course, I will draw a picture." The little girl was proud. He straightened his chest and snorted at Zhen Fan, "I didn't expect big stars to do the same. You don't have children, so making a fuss."
Zhen Fan was happy, and couldn't help but smile: "Are you traveling alone?"
"Of course, how is it that I came out alone? When you were my age, did you dare to go abroad alone? Do you dare to stay here alone and still paint for the big stars? No, huh, what about me, Forget it, I don't blame you anymore. Give me a dozen or twenty names, and treat it as you compensate me." The little girl really dare to think.
But when Zhen Fan was fifteen or sixteen, no one had ever gone abroad. So I was said: "You secretly painted me and want me to sign for you? It’s so beautiful, where is the hotel set by your travel agency? I can’t find a place to take you back. It’s actually not very safe here. The law and order is very poor..."
"Cut, scare me, if it's so bad, there are so many tourists coming?" The little girl hummed, then took out a dozen notebooks and a pen from the bag on the side, and handed it to Zhen Fan. , "Sign it, I don't plan to pursue you after signing." He said with a proud look.
When Zhen Fan looked at the stack of notebooks, he couldn't help being surprised. He looked at this: "You run around with so many notebooks all day? Then wait for those stars to sign your signatures?"
"Is there anything wrong?" said, "Because the next trip I will go to Los Angeles, to Hollywood City, where there are so many big stars, I will always get autographs. This is not...I will meet before I reach Los Angeles. Didn't you? Sign it quickly." He said and passed the pen.
Zhen Fan became a little speechless, then picked up his pen, thought for a while, and said to that: "By the way, if I want to sign for you, you should always tell me your name? How else would I write it?"
"Jia Yuntong, Jia Baoyu's Jia, clouds in the clouds, red and red." The little girl smiled, looking at Zhen Fan's writing, while looking very happy, her little tricky appearance, cute and tight.
Zhen Fan was reading while she was writing, and then pouting her mouth and saying, "Oh, why are you overwhelming these few words? What wish for academic progress~EbookFREE.me~ Study hard... Everyday I’m tired of studying, and my parents are the same. Why don’t you write to your relatives Tongtong, or dear Tongtong..."
Zhen Fan's face suddenly became black. This, so my staff hastened, and a dozen copies were signed immediately, and then a stack of books was placed in Jia Yuntong’s hand, shaking his head and said: "What do you think? It's messy, you are not an adult yet, what kind of kiss, dear Yes, when you grow up and have a boyfriend, let him write for you!"
"Hey, I don’t see you as a conservative person, I don’t believe it, I heard that you have many girlfriends..." Jia Yuntong said, and even put his fingers off, "Let’s talk about your town girlfriend first. Be regarded as your treasure of town and mountain, Christine, besides, there is also Emma, ​​Hollywood have circulated your gossip, um...you also harmed Yi Fei, don't deny it... Your scandal..."
"Stop, stop, what are you?" Zhen Fan hastened to stop.
"Hehe, you have so many girlfriends, why don't you just count them in? Okay?" He said, "Uh, that's the kind of girlfriends who can't kiss or do that..." said His little face turned red.
"What can't you do?" Zhen Fan was taken aback, and then couldn't help laughing. (To be continued...) u