When Chen Buer and his servant arrived at the Nanxiang Washe, the women's sumo wrestling competition was about to begin. The scene was already crowded, so where is there any good location?

With the fat man and the thin man's left and right rushing, Chen Buer finally squeezed out a front row position.

Others were also dissatisfied. When they saw that they were the famous "Fourth Young Master of Medicine" in Bianliang City, they thought they were a loss. Everyone in the capital knew that the playboys could not afford to offend the most.

At this time, Chen Buer saw two women who were not many times stronger than Fan’s mother. They wore parrot green short jackets on the upper body and large purple sleeved pants on the lower body. They walked onto the stage with such a mighty attitude.

In order to facilitate exercise, female sumo wrestlers often wear light clothes and wear hot clothes. It was very eye-catching in ancient times.

So there were strange screams, cheers, cheers and cheers, and it was booming. As long as you were in it, the adrenaline would be secreted faster and make people excited.

The famous female pounced on her way. After the ringtone rang, Sanniang shouted, and the first one was to thrust her fist and rushed towards her opponent. The feeling made people feel a deep sense of oppression, like a mountain.

The opponent was not showing weakness, so he made a classic sumo wrestling move, swiped to the side, and then grabbed Duan Sanfu's arm and started to fight back.

The two of them fought hard on the stage, and the people below the stage shouted even more vigorously.

Before the game started, Chen Buer bought five taels of silver to bet Duan Sanniang to win, so for his own money, he tried his best to cheer for Duan Sanniang.

"Beat her, beat her!"

"Okay, hold on, grab her belly and throw her out!"

"Ah, the territory must be stable. Duan Sanniang, come on~~~~"

Chen Buer was shouting here, but suddenly he heard two little girls shouting at him not far away. Several times, almost disrupting Chen Buer's rhythm.

And the sound seems to be quite familiar.

While shouting for help, Chen Buer slowly squeezed into the crowd. He squeezed for a long time. When he saw the two girls, he took a breath of air conditioning.

What a bad luck? I talked about her last night, but I met her today.

Isn’t this his baby kiss, Pan Mingguang’s girl, Pan Mingyue?

I used to hear Pan Mingguang say how calm his girl was at home, and how to handle housework if she was a lady, and how to work hard.

But Pan Mingyue, whom he saw with his own eyes, seemed to be playing crazy, and kept shouting loudly with the maid next to him. The performance on his face was a little happy and annoyed with the rhythm of the game.

How could he look like a lady?

A lady from a family shouldn’t be delicate, smiling without showing her teeth, and not showing her skirt, and holding a round fan half-covered face with nothing to do?

Chen Buer suddenly shook his whole body and decided to retreat quickly while the crowd was in a mess, so as not to be embarrassed when they met face to face.

But just now, he kept staring at these two girls and was thinking about his worries. Pan Mingyue was not stupid. She felt that someone had been staring at them, so she looked over strangely.

After taking a look, she was suddenly shocked, her heartbeat accelerated, and she was suddenly panicked.

He shouted in his heart: "It's so dead, it's rare for me to buy silk thread to play. I wanted to go home after watching the sumo wrestling, but why did I meet this enemy?"

This feeling is like your girlfriend clearly told you on WeChat that she was going to sleep well, and then you two met in the Di Bar.

And what's even more embarrassing is that my girlfriend is twisting her waist crazy and having fun. Her previous character is obviously a quiet and sensible girl.

"Zhi'er, Zhi'er, stop calling, stop calling."

Pan Mingyue quickly stopped the maid who was still shouting desperately.

The maid was puzzled, "Miss, what's wrong? Are we going back so early? No, we finally came out for a while, just play for a while."

Pan Mingyue gritted her teeth and said with a slight touch of her lips: "Die, I see Chen Buer."

"Mr. Chen? Ah! Where is it?"

"Just opposite, the one wearing a white long gown, didn't you see him with two companions, one fat and one thin?"

The maid named Zhi'er looked in the direction the lady said, and indeed saw Chen Buer and three others in the crowd, and they were also frightened.

Chen Buer was about to retreat at this time, but when he saw Pan Mingyue and his servant looking at this side, he thought he was finished and was discovered.

In fact, Pan Mingyue was also complaining, wondering if her six senses should be so accurate, why are you watching blindly? It would be great if you didn’t know each other?

Both of them didn't want to see each other in their hearts, but they had already met each other, and both sides could only say hello with one another.

Chen Buer immediately restrained his exaggerated expression just now and became a gentle and gentleman. He bowed to Pan Mingyue and then signaled whether they would go out of the crowd to chat?

But what I thought to myself was: "Don't agree, don't agree!"

Pan Mingyue also changed back to the ladylike appearance in time, slowly took a happy life to Chen Buer, then nodded slightly, expressing that she agreed to meet outside the crowd.

Actually, he was shouting wildly inside: "Why did this Chen Buer invite me to chat? Is it awkward to chat? Is it awkward? Is it okay?"

In this way, the two people who had a lot of inner dramas squeezed out of the crowd and came to a quiet place in the Washe.

Only then did Chen Buer see his fiancée clearly from a close distance.

After a few years of not seeing each other, the seventeen-year-old Pan Mingyue gradually grew up.

Chen Buer's eyes began to sweep across her face, thinking: This little face is still so round, like a little bun, but fortunately, his eyes are finally big.

Then, his eyes swept across her breasts again, and under the strapless breasts, it seemed as ordinary as a few years ago.

Then he continued to look down and glanced at her arms a few times. Although there was a long skirt and back blocking her, it could still be seen that the size should not be large.

He is about 1.6 meters tall, so don't expect her to have long legs.

Chen Buer wailed in his heart: "God, earth, who will save me? Little round face can't be the heroine. I don't want Match Girl."

In fact, Pan Mingyue is not bad. At first glance, she looks nine points similar to Zhao Liying, a film and television star in modern society, in terms of appearance and figure.

Even the voice of speaking is very similar.

Besides, who said that if a little round face cannot be the heroine? Zhao Liying is a front-line?

Unfortunately, in the previous life, Chen Buer only had his eyes on supermodels. Even if he likes domestic actresses, he is still a little fairy like Fan Bingbing and has never looked at Zhao Liying with a direct look.

That's why I didn't recognize it.
Chapter completed!