Chapter 510: The type of girl Fang Ran likes

To be honest, as the age continues to grow and the reason that he is surrounded by male friends after going to university, Fang Ran feels more and more,
He may be at odds with a female creature.
This ‘disagreement’ is especially, especially (specially emphasized) reflected in certain times when you meet the opponent in the early days, such as...
I beat my second cousin when I first met,
Or for example, I just blasted into the locker when I first met, or I just gave my heart to the other person when I met (literally), I was punished to sit in front of a metal object, I just confessed my heart. Then he flicked the vest and shouted, "I am Guo Degang"...
And the first time I met, it was the murderer, the molesting, the facial cleanser, and the passive collapse of the building, burying the building, and chasing the eight streets, and then the building collapsed and the building was buried. Fang Ran felt ashamed and silent. ....
Is it not the experience of the lone star of Tiansha?
It proved perfectly that he, Fang Ran, was twenty years old and was not good at dealing with women.
And whenever he meets or knows a woman, there will always be some facts about moths.
Therefore, Fang Ran kept admonishing himself in his heart, selectively ignoring the second half of the sentence, and abiding by the principle that Uncle Fang taught him that it’s okay for a man to counsel a woman. Fang Xiaoran, Ming Ling, and Xia Yao are in the room. Keep a low profile when you are there, especially since he was hit by a chandelier yesterday, so he was straightforward...
but.....
"Never say anything, just talking about what kind of girl Fang Ran really likes."
He was holding the cat with a low-key smirk, and suddenly heard Mingling’s face that there was something wrong, he said this sentence with a chuckle that almost believed.
He was so scared that he lost all the fish.
Sister Mingling, I clearly haven't caused your moth! ! !
I am so desperate to keep a low profile! !
!!?)ΩДΩ(!! Why did you do it first (cover your face and cry...)
"Then Fang Ran...what kind of girl do you like...?"
Seeing Shui Lianxin obviously feel very embarrassed to talk about this topic, but she still politely followed the atmosphere to say it, Fang Ran's whole body was trembling with tears and thought...
I must have broken into Mingling-senpai’s house in my previous life, poked all her lipsticks, dipped all her facial masks with cosmetics and perfumes, and then wrote on all the limited edition clothes and bags. After "My old grandson came here for a visit", I killed all the delicious food in the refrigerator,
Finally, it was made into a video and sent to sister Mingling...
Otherwise, Sister Mingling couldn't me like that! !
Seeing everyone's gaze coming over at once, especially the gaze from my own sister was particularly cold and dazzling, she felt cold from the inside and outside and swallowed her saliva, wanting to rescue her smirkly and said:
"Ha...ahhaha...that, Sister Mingling was joking...what we were talking about..."
Before he finished speaking, Meng Lang sitting next to him slapped the table and affirmed seriously!
"That's the topic!"
Fang Ran: "..."
He turned his head trembling and stared silently, squinting his face and admiring, ‘That’s right! What we just talked about was the on this topic’, Fang Ran wanted to slap it...
ヽ(╬◣Д◢)? Brother, your thing, every time like this, you have to blend in with me! ! !
'Hey! Brother, what did you say! ? ! ? ’
Just blowing his beard and staring at his eyes, Fang Ran gritted his teeth and looked at Meng Lang, wishing to bite people, but Meng Lang didn't panic at all and smiled in a leisurely way, his eyes revealed kindness.
'what! ? Brother, I’m helping you, otherwise I’ll be honest, let’s continue discussing just now...’
‘I’m sorry, I was wrong, but I didn’t realize what you meant, brother. ’
"Just know~"
Fang was caught. Ran.
"Eh? Didn't you say this...?"
Seeing Fang Ran's expression, Shui Lianxin looked at the people asking in a slightly surprised and puzzled manner. Hearing the words of the big star, Meng Lang smiled warmly:
"No, this is what you said, did you mean, brother?"
When asked, Fang Ran, looking at his smile, squeezed out a trembling, extremely stiff smile, admitting his life:
".....Yes...."
After saying this word, I feel that the whole person is gray.
Today...what the did I do...! ?
A triumphant smile came up at the corner of his mouth, and Meng Lang looked at each other knowingly, and said, "Oh~you guys are quite savvy."Where, where, you are still a beautiful girl, Mingling, you are amazing." An inciting tone took over the topic and urged:
"Then just take advantage of so many beautiful women in front of you now, and quickly tell me what kind of girl you like. I will introduce you from the most annoying person I know."
Sister Mingling, can you still be worse...
And so many big beauties you said count yourself in! ?
I, no, confess, acknowledge!
щ(°Д°#щ) Me! Hard! Decision! Do not! Accept! recognize! what! ?
Thinking back to these lofty lofty roars in his heart, he could only stammered about opening his mouth, watching everyone turn their eyes on themselves. To be honest, Fang Ran had never felt such pressure for a moment.
I am not in love, but I am not stupid!
In front of so many opposite sexes, the most terrible thing is my sister in it, saying what kind of girl I like,
?)°口°(This is not to execute me publicly!
No matter how you answer it, will all the women present unanimously dislike the question? !
Fang Ran felt that even at this moment, he could even give him a childhood BGM...the King’s execution song.
But when his expression froze, as if he was thinking about what to say, Shui Lian blinked curiously, feeling a little nervous for some reason, and his face was a little hot.
Fang Ran...what kind of girl does he like?
Xia Yao glanced at her and did not speak, as if a little lost, while Fang Xiaoran looked at the two of them from the corner of her eyes, silently did not speak.
Waiting for some fool who is about to cry to speak.
However, in fact, being so ‘forced’, I didn’t know what to say, and I didn’t even think about the question ‘what kind of girl do I like?’
Of course, in fact, 80% of boys are asked this way, and they can’t tell why, they just give a rough idea.
Although Fang Ran felt that he could not even tell.
"Um...what kind of girl do I like...that kind of..."
I froze for a second, my eyes ran around, and finally saw the chocolate licking the pudding there, and he stammered very nervously, and then sweated desperately in his heart.
I go, what do I like! ! !
Then just when his thoughts got stuck and he didn't know what to say is good, his running gaze suddenly caught Gou Yu beside him.
Fang Ran: (;￣д￣)emmm....
"It should be the kind of excellent and powerful person who knows everything, always very indifferent, calm, but also able to take care of others... Uh... Also, no matter how you make trouble, you can tolerate you, and there is no pressure to get along with cooking. It's delicious...that kind of..."
With a stiff smile on his face and cold sweat, Fang Ran, who finally exhaled a cold breath, looked away naturally, subconsciously wanting to scratch his cheeks, but the two heroines who watched that night quickly changed to scratching their heads. .
And listening to his answer, Meng Lang, who was thinking of spoofing him and making him feel what is called Xiuluochang, blinked, and said in a daze in surprise:
"Yo, brother, why did you say so honestly this time."
Fang Ran rolled his eyes without a bird, and Shui Lianxin, who was opposite Fang Ran, said in a surprised tone:
"So Fang Ran, do you like such a girl,"
Then his eyes fell involuntarily on the signature board in front of him, and he whispered slightly as if sorry:
"That.... There is no such sister I know..."
Um... no, really no... yes...
And Mingling, who provoked this topic, was also slightly surprised that he could clearly and accurately say the type of girl he liked, with the elongated tone of ‘hou~’,
"The requirements are pretty clear, so do you have a goal?"
Then he bumped Xia Yao lightly under the table, and glanced at the look of "Have you heard it? Hurry back to the shore", in exchange for Xia Yao's helpless smile.
"Excellent, indifferent, calm, and able to take care of others. There is no pressure, and the cooking should be delicious. Please, you ask so much for you to catch up... Hey, wait..."
I was counting Fang Ran’s "like types" and wanted to say, "Can you catch up with so many requests?"~EbookFREE.me~ to express how my best friend is not stronger than these Minglings, Halfway through, I suddenly reacted and was stunned, then looked at my fingers again, and confirmed the types one by one...
This favorite type....
"What's the matter, beautiful Mingling?"
Opposite Meng Lang looked at her words and suddenly stopped asking curiously.
On one side, Fang Xiaoran, who had been listening the most peacefully, took a sip of the black wheat orange and then glanced at Fang Ran, who was pretending to lick the cat.
"Fang Ran likes to look away when lying, usually turning around when standing, and pretending to scratch his head when sitting."
!!!∑((￣口￣;) Fang·Be exposed by his sister·Ran...
"Eh, isn't it?"
Shui Lianxin, who was completely convinced, was surprised and surprised. Xia Yao, who had already known it a long time ago, let out a slightly helpless smile. Ming Ling and Meng Lang beside him were taken aback and then quickly noticed something was wrong and looked at Fang Ran.
Fang Ran(;?д?) Uh...
Seeing his guilty conscience avert his eyes, Meng Lang's mouth twitched slightly and repeated:
"The excellent ones seem to know everything, calm, calm but also able to take care of others..."
Needless to say, everyone else at the scene immediately understood something and looked at Gou Yu, who was beside him, kept calm and took a sip of the black wheat orange, and shouted silently in his heart.
Puff.... I just said how familiar this type is! !
Feeling the gazes of everyone, he glanced at Fang Ran, who was holding the puppet cat in the quilt with a guilty heart and not looking at himself. Gou Yu, who had always been indisputable, put down his teacup.
Feeling countless headaches, brows bounce slightly and sigh silently:
"Captain, this kind of question, even if you don't know it, don't tell me what it is?"