Chapter 912

Nicole and Yantao chatted with each other and talked about the local conditions and customs of China.

Master Yan's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and his handsome face was three points romantic and seven points ruffian. He smiled softly and said, "don't you plan to return home?"

"Let's talk about it then." Nicole smiled. "I'm a diplomatic envoy now. Some eat, some play, and some live. The most important thing is that no one cares about me. I don't know how happy I am now."

Nicole just disliked that her father had too many places to control her, so she ran out and experienced a disaster.

Nicole propped up her chin and said to Yan Tao, "I'm open to what happened last time. This man doesn't know when he will die. The most important thing is to have fun in time."

Yan Tao nodded and said, "it's good for you to say so."

It was almost ten o'clock at this time. Young master Yan stood up and said goodbye to Nicole. He had to catch a plane.

The boy walked out of the cafe, stood on the street, stopped a taxi at random and arrived at the DIDU airport.

This time he didn't bring any luggage, so he took himself there.

Yan Tao took off his mask when he passed the security check.

The security girl looked at him in a daze, and suddenly her eyes looked surprised.

"You, you are, Yantao?"

Ten times better than photos and videos... Ah!

The girl was so excited that she almost screamed. She was a loyal fan of the national teacher.

The girl looked at the person behind the line, lowered her voice and pointed to the chain on her arm. In her voice, there was unspeakable excitement and excitement: "this is the support Association logo bracelet made by our fans. “

”I like you very much. Can you sign for me? “

Yan Tao raised his eyebrows. He was a little surprised. In fact, he only appeared in Feng Wei's play a few times.

It's just a role with few scenes, but all the people who meet him are fans of Guoshi.

Xiao Qi flattered him - Master, it shows that you are good at acting.

Yan Tao raised his eyes slightly unexpectedly.

The little seven finally stopped dying.

But he didn't know. Xiao Qi thought silently in his heart - sure enough, the master was a playwright, ha ha,

Master Yan smiled gently, raised his slender white hand over the black neutral pen placed on the table, and wrote his name on the paper at will.

The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, showing my free and easy style.

The girl nodded excitedly, "thank you. “

Yantao nodded slightly, turned and walked out.

The girl secretly took a picture of his back and side face, and made a new blog.

——Ah... The male god is 100 times more beautiful than those in the photos and videos.

——Laugh, my girl's heart is going to explode.

It was just a simple photo of Jane, but the angle she took was just when the teenager in the photo hung his eyes and smiled.

As for the back photo, master Yan walked forward with one hand in his pocket.

Netizens commented below.

——Ah, ah, this figure shows infinite arrogance. It's almost handsome to crack the sky. Why is it not me who meets the male god.

——The man who pretends to meet the male god is my series.

——Lick the screen and continue to lick the screen. Since I met childe Yan, my daily action is licking the screen.

A blogger made the boy's back into an expression bag, accompanied by slightly funny words, and burst into flames at once.