Zhang Yang quickly realized the misunderstanding and was not easy to explain it openly. He said to Lin Yiran: "First find a place to eat near the hotel, and let Uncle Yuan go there to pick you up later."

Lin Yiran naturally would not really think that Zhang Yang wanted to take her to the hotel, but she knew that the driver must have misunderstood, so she was inevitably a little shy. He nodded and did not speak.

Zhang Yang knew that she probably didn’t have much experience in taking a taxi. Even if she had one, most of the people who were riding with her were Liu Chan and Wang Shanshan. It would be different when she sat with her. She smiled and said, “I didn’t expect you to be so popular than me?”

Lin Yiran glanced at him, "I'm not so popular, don't want to blame me."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "What is shackles? I often walk around the streets alone, and I have never encountered such a thing before. I met you today. Who did you think it was the reason?"

Lin Yiran glanced at him, snorted softly, and turned his head to look out the car window.

Zhang Yang looked at her exquisite and refined side face, and couldn't help but slid down. He glanced at her, and his heart was a little beat faster. Just as he was about to speak, Luo Shen's voice sounded in his mind: "Congratulations to the host for obtaining the song..."

"Aren't it blocked?"

“…The song “Cute Woman”.”

Luo Shen finished the report with great ethics and said lightly: "The time limit for blocking has expired."

“…”

Zhang Yang was powerless to complain, so he simply ignored her and came to his senses. Yu Guang saw Lin Yiran's eyes wide open and stared at him half ashamed and half annoyed. Then he realized that he had been staring at others. He quickly moved his eyes and smiled at her awkwardly to show that he was not guilty and was open and upright, so naturally he would not have any bad thoughts.

Seeing that he was not ashamed, Lin Yiran dared to be so arrogant. She was ashamed and angry as she raised her feet and kicked him in the calf.

Zhang Yang glanced at the driver who was driving first, and then he gave Lin Yiran a threatening look.

It would be fine if he didn't threaten, but the threat made the little girl more embarrassed and angry. So she kicked him again, staring at Zhang Yang's eyes like a glaring at King Kong, clearly revealing: "Do you dare to kick it again?"

Then he got another kick.

Open your eyes again.

Lin Yiran kicked again.

Zhang Yang leaned his upper body and stretched his legs. The moment she kicked over, she clamped her kicked foot tightly from her ankle.

Lin Yiran was wearing a long skirt, but half of his calf was exposed, without covering the skirt, and his smooth skin was directly clamped by his legs. He was both ashamed and angry. After a few strokes, he didn't break free.

Zhang Yang was wearing nine-point pants. He originally clamped her ankles through her legs, but when she struggled, her trouser legs wrinkled, which exposed his calves a little, pressing against her ankles.

Even when you are on the ankle, you can clearly feel the firmness and tenderness of the girl's skin. Zhang Yang's heartbeats are accelerating again.

Although he had not obtained the true teaching of Huo Family Fist, he practiced martial arts since childhood and was over 1.8 meters tall. His strength was also the best among boys. He realized that he had not tried very hard. Lin Yiran had not even struggled twice. Zhang Yang even thought she was deliberately unwilling to break away, and he couldn't help but feel that she couldn't help but feel an impulse that she couldn't help but feel uncontrollable.

Lin Yiran thought he deliberately took advantage of him and was unwilling to let go. He was both ashamed and angry. It was because of his nature, but he was angry that he didn't feel angry, but seemed a little happy.

This made her even more angry. Lin Yiran, how could you be so shameless! Not ashamed!

She was annoyed that she was not good at it, but she didn't know how charming she looked at at the moment. Zhang Yang's heart was beating, and she had a strong impulse to hug her in her arms...even if she held hands!

But my heart was like a drum beat, my body was stiff, and I was thinking a lot in my mind, but I didn't even move a finger.

Time seemed to be frozen in these short seconds. Lin Yiran saw that he neither let go of his feet nor did he move. He just stared at him with a burning look, his face burning, he looked away and turned his head to look out the car window.

Pretend that foot is not yours.

When Zhang Yang saw her turn around, he was a little surprised. What does this mean? Do you think I took advantage of you on purpose? Or did you deliberately take advantage of me? Are I that kind of person?

Who cares about this little advantage?

After a while, Lin Yiran looked back at him and Zhang Yang looked at her innocently.

After a while, Lin Yiran looked back at him and Zhang Yang looked at her innocently.

After a while, Lin Yiran looked back at him, Zhang Yang was very innocent... Lin Yiran reached out and pinched his thigh.

Zhang Yang was shocked and almost screamed. Finally, he endured it. He took a distorted look in the cold air, and let out a "hiss", spreading his legs apart.

Lin Yiran had practiced dancing before, and his body was very soft, but his feet were clamped against him, and his face was facing out of the car window on the other side. This posture was really weird. In addition, due to tension and tightness, he felt a little sore and numb.

However, as soon as his feet were taken back, he pinched him again, his body moved, and the blood flowed, and the slight sourness and numbness disappeared immediately. Seeing Zhang Yang's expression painful, he felt a little sad and guilty as soon as he passed.

In front of an outsider, she felt embarrassed to speak. Her bright eyes looked at him, but her eyes softly showed a sense of guilt and concern.

Lin Yiran used some strength when pinching, but it just dissipated after a moment. The pain came and went quickly. Zhang Yang no longer felt the pain, so he had the intention to make a smile that was obviously painful but forced to hold back, indicating that she didn't have to blame herself.

Lin Yiran saw his "intention", and felt sweetly happy in his heart, but felt even more guilty. He reached out and rubbed his thighs twice.

Zhang Yang was stunned and looked at her in surprise. Lin Yiran held back her shame and rubbed her three or four times, quickly retracted her hand, looking ahead without looking sideways.

Zhang Yang couldn't help laughing. Lin Yiran saw it from the bottom of his eyes and wanted to kick him again, but thinking of the lesson he had just learned, he endured it and glared at him fiercely.

The driver knew that the two behind were in the top, but there was no evidence. Not to mention turning back, he didn't even dare to sneak a glance from the rearview mirror. He had to remind himself to "drive carefully" and concentrate on his attitude.

The journey is not far, and Zhang Yang and Lin Yiran are still flirting with each other. The sign of "Fengming Hotel" has appeared in front. Zhang Yang looked at it and asked the driver to reduce the speed. Then he asked Lin Yiran: "There are several restaurants here, but I have never been to them. I don't know which one is delicious. Which one do you like?"

Lin Yiran also looked at the most conspicuous restaurant sign, and pointed at it, "How about that one?"

""The fate is here"?"

"Um."

"Okay, then this one, can the master please change your head?"

The car soon stopped in front of the restaurant called "Yuanlai". Zhang Yang thought there would be a scene like "I like your songs very much, so I don't need the money for the car." Although he would definitely give money, it was a very respectable thing after all.

But unfortunately, when he handed over the money, the driver took it without hesitation.

Zhang Yang naturally did not hesitate and took back two changes.

The car stopped in front of the restaurant door. The two of them acted quickly and did not attract much attention before entering the restaurant. The waiter seemed to recognize the two, with a noticeable look on his face, but he didn't say anything, leading them to the cubicle and stood aside to wait for them to order.

Lin Yiran smiled and said, "I'll treat you, you order food."

Zhang Yang was not polite, so he opened the menu, browsed it once, and smiled and said, "It's a coincidence." Then he said, "A portion of stewed beef and a portion of roasted eggplant."

After the other party recorded it, he asked again: "Does the fried green peppers on it be wrapped in flour?"

After getting the affirmative answer, Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Then add another portion of fried green pepper and two bowls of rice."

"Okay, wait."

After the waiter left, Zhang Yang looked at Lin Yiran and smiled and said, "It's rare that I actually saw this dish in the restaurant. I wonder if there is anything that I cooked."

Lin Yiran wrinkled his nose, gently "bang", took out his cell phone and sent Yuan Tong an address, as if he had replied again, and then looked up and said to Zhang Yang: "Uncle Yuan said he might have to arrive later, and there was a bit of a traffic jam."

"Good thing, you can eat it slowly."

Lin Yiran nodded and did not respond. Zhang Yang looked at her and didn't know what to say for a moment. He just felt like something was full of warmth and peace of mind.

Lin Yiran suddenly looked at him and asked suspiciously: "Why are you laughing at?"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "What are you laughing at?"

Lin Yiran pursed the corner of her lips, "When did I laugh?"

"Then I didn't laugh."

Lin Yiran glanced at him, bit his lip, and said angrily: "Let's spoil!"

At this level, the relationship between the two is basically a layer of window paper, but they are not afraid to break it easily because of shyness or heart disease.

But even so, just being so careful and observing the boundaries, close to each other, is enough to make each other feel sweet and satisfied.

When chatting during the meal, Lin Yiran talked about it. Zhang Yang realized that in addition to Lin Yiran, there was actually a girl who followed Gu Yutang to learn calligraphy. It was not difficult to speculate that it was when he was not learning opera that she went to learn calligraphy.

"I should be about the same age as me, but my handwriting is much better than mine, and she practices Jima."

Cursive script is divided into chapter and modern cursive script. Modern cursive script evolved from regular script, and running script. Therefore, practicing modern cursive script often requires the foundation of running script and regular script. If modern cursive script is well written, usually, regular script and running script will not be bad.

From a certain perspective, the Chinese herbal script is a simplified version of traditional Chinese characters. Many simplified Chinese characters are actually derived from the Chinese herbal script. However, after the Chinese characters are completely simplified, the status of the Chinese herbal script is a bit embarrassing, because most people cannot understand cursive script at all, resulting in fewer and fewer people practicing cursive script nowadays.

Zhang Yang was also a little surprised, but naturally he didn't take this to heart. He asked with a smile: "Better than what you wrote?"

Lin Yiran said: "Of course."

Zhang Yang asked again: "That's better than what I wrote?"

Lin Yiran couldn't help laughing and said angrily: "What do you mean?"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Just, jokes are better than you, and that must be better than me."

Lin Yiran thought for a while and said, "Your running script is novel. If you go further, you can be your own. But by level, she should still be a little better than you."

Zhang Yang rolled his eyes, put a piece of eggplant in a bowl, and said angrily: "Either praise it or to be honest, don't be tempted to suppress Yang first."

Lin Yiran naturally would not worry that he was really angry and said with a smile: "By the way, my aunt has a niece who is not a relative. She is only thirteen or fourteen years old this year. I met her once last year. She learned Han Li and wrote very well, which is better than me."

After a pause, he added: "I guess he is better than you."

Zhang Yang pretended to knock her with chopsticks, Lin Yiran let out a "ah" sound, hid back for a while, and said angrily: "You ask me to tell the truth, and she has the same name as Teacher Mei."

"That sounds pretty good, too."

Zhang Yang nodded, "But it doesn't sound good as your name."

Lin Yiran glanced at him, held back his smile, picked up a piece of beef and ate it, and then asked again: "Don't you ask what gift I'll prepare for you?"

Zhang Yang looked at the food on the table, "Didn't you treat me to a meal?"

He actually wanted to say "Aren't you yourself?" But he was afraid that she would be shy and annoy her, so he changed his statement. In fact, the so-called "invite you to dinner" is the truth.

Lin Yiran said angrily: "Of course not, who does treat treating someone to dinner as a gift?"

"If you can't have one meal, you can have two meals. If you can't have two meals, you can have three meals."

Zhang Yang was looking forward to what three times she asked, but unfortunately the little girl didn't take it at all. She hesitated for a while before saying to him: "I thought about it for a long time, but I still couldn't think of what gift to buy, otherwise..."
Chapter completed!