Fashion is a circle.

Hong Kong Island in 82 years has already been very trendy. However, most of the women who work have not learned to make them look more beautiful.

So when I got on the dining table, Meng Fan didn't hold back a few more people when I asked the news.

After sending Jian Meizhi's home, blowing the night wind along the bay, Amin who took a walk and asked two fatal questions:

"Does Meizhi look good?"

"How about me?"

In this regard, Inspector Meng has his own solution: "Go home."

"What to do home?"

Amin, who enjoys the quiet atmosphere of the beach, is puzzled, and has been successfully brought to the topic.

"Dry……"

The two young people rushed on the quiet coastal street. After a while, Meng Fan took the initiative to hold Amin, who was panting and returned to the villa.

Nine o'clock in the morning.

Meng Fan, who has always had a good biological clock, opened his eyes and looked at Amin, who had the whole body in his arms.

"Get up for breakfast."

Listening to the sound of the coming, Amin's eyelids trembled, and the red face was spreading like water halo. He didn't answer. He continued to pretend and didn't hear it.

"So, I can only eat and wait for lunch. I'll call someone to give meals."

Aware that the cup was about to be opened, although Amin did not open his eyes, he buried his head towards Meng Fan's arms.

As a result, Meng Fan reluctantly put on the bed and received some benefits for himself.

Considering that I still have to go to the mall together today, and to host other daily necessities, he has not overdone it.

This is another five or six hours.

After taking a shower, it has been evening.

At first, Meng Fan proposed to go again tomorrow, but Amin, who had a light makeup in a few minutes, said that he did not agree with anything. He had to go shopping.

Since she insisted so much, Meng Fan could only be hungry and drove to the commercial street next to him.

In this era, milk tea does not add milk cover, Boba and other things.

Therefore, after coming to the mall, Meng Fan, who was hungry, did not order milk tea. He first took Amin to find a Chinese restaurant and even ate three large bowls of pork rib noodles to converge slightly.

"To buy a soymilk machine, coffee machine, coffee beans, refrigerator, our two clothes ..."

Really magical.

After sleeping for so long, Amin, who was still tired, came to the street, as if he was full of blood, he ate a little noodle, and took out a small book to start drawing.

Especially when it comes to clothes, Meng Fan, who could not help but surrender to the large mouth to deal with noodles, revealed his longing in his tone: "Let's go shopping for a wedding shop for a while, okay?"

"Of course." Meng Fan answered very happy.

It should be considered to consider the follow -up. If there is no accident, life is like this, so he also looks forward to it.

The lantern at the beginning.

A row of buildings formed a lighting performance, and the colorful small light bubbles used for decoration in the mall all light up.

Meng Fan was carrying a messenger bag, and Amin on his side held him tightly.

How beautiful he is, Meng Fan is hard to say.

But Amin is absolutely pretty, passing a lot of men, and he will sneak down regardless of the young and old. He stood beside him and noticed that he had a lot of envy eyes.

"Welcome."

"What do the two want to see?"

There are gold counters on each floor of the mall. There was a bunch of things to buy. Amin, who wanted to see the wedding dress, couldn't hold back as soon as he entered the door. He walked towards this side with Meng Fan's hand.

"Let's look at it first, you will trouble you if you need it."

Wen Yan, the shopping guide lady left.

Everyone can see that the two have a strong willingness to consume and have an economic foundation.

"This looks good, don't you try it?"

"The shape is very chic, take it out to see it."

Meng Fan first helped to choose with great interest. Gradually, he understood that he had no right to speak in this regard. He followed him obediently and helped check the checkout.

After a while, Amin saw a delicate phoenix, raised his eyes and asked, "If the wedding is held, is it Western or Chinese?

"The master is not so rigid, this is what we are two, he will only bless."

Meng Fan laughed: "I am, if you like it, if you all like it, engage in Western style, get married in Chinese style, it will be possible."

Although it is too early to discuss these now, the relationship between the two went further last night.

"Miss, take this out ..."

Amin's face filled with a smile.

It wasn't finished, a dark voice fell from the sky.

Bang!

In the sound of giant sounds, a row of golden counter was broken.

Looking at the valuable jewelry scattered on the ground, the guests did not rob the fire and ran outside, for fear of being implicated.

Amin smiled and frightened by what suddenly fell, shrinking in Meng Fan's arms.

What is the situation?

Society fight?

What does it mean to choose in a large mall?

In fact, Meng Fan is also a little stunned.

I can't help but look up.

On the fourth floor, next to the Puma Store, a man was beyond a group of suit thugs. The opponent held a baseball stick and flashed left and right, which seemed extremely fierce.

The man was wearing a yellow -green gown and could not see the right face, but his hands were extremely agile.

At this time, a woman wearing a denim camisole hurried over. She was too panicked and accidentally tripped by the debris on the ground.

impartial.

It happened to be at the feet of Meng Fan, and Amin, who was back to God, was a little curious, and subconsciously picked it up from the ground.

"Give me."

The falling woman hurriedly got up and rushed to the two of them. She had to take a briefcase. Two men in the white western clothes were murderous and shouted, "Don't run!"

"Kill her!"

Salina, who had snatched a briefcase, was going to run forward, and then stepped up, and found that the road was blocked by another person.

For a while, the face was pale.

At the same time, in front of him, the two people behind him couldn't help but laughed, and he was engraved on his face.

"Fan Brother ..."

Amin's voice sounded.

Meng Fan retracted his eyes from Shalena's face, and he had another name in his heart:

Goddess, Lin Qingxia.

Shopping mall, a man who is very good at using furniture, suit thugs, file bags ...

Without waiting for him to speak, the one who took the lead rushed over. Salina couldn't help closing her eyes to protect the documents and prepare to resist.

Suddenly, the gunfire sounded.

"police."

"Kneel down."

"Kneel into a row, hold your head with both hands, raise your head, put it on the place I can see."

In the cold sound of men and women at the same time, mixed with the mourning of mobs.

Salina opened her eyes slowly. She saw the couple standing in the middle of the gold counter, and she pulled out the pistol.

The Zhu Family's fighter was covered with his calves and rolled on the ground, while others were stunned in place and dare not move.

Meng Fan, who easily controlled the scene, raised his eyes again. He saw a man with a square face, blood stains, and a man with iconic big nose.

It's you, Uncle Long!
Chapter completed!