Super Farmer's Legion of Beauties

Chapter 6891

"Xiao Fan, why don't you let me tell my grandfather directly about the identity of Zhang Wutian, your God without heaven?"

"I can't stand him for such a low opinion and such excessive behavior."

After leaving with Zhang Xiaofan, Zhao Yinger comes to a place where the fart spirit is. She stops and grabs Zhang Xiaofan's arm. She is straightforward and says.

Earlier, when she saw her grandfather doing more and more things, the more he said, the worse he heard.

As early as that time, Zhao Yinger had already prepared to make Zhang Xiaofan a godless devil. Zhang's identity and status were directly revealed. In this way, Zhao Guofan's ugly face just looked down upon.

However, just as Zhao Yinger was about to tell all this, Zhang Xiaofan stopped herself at this moment, which made Zhao Yinger very confused and puzzled.

"Yingbao, do you think you suddenly say to another person you haven't met for a long time that your boyfriend is the godless devil. Zhang Wutian, how many people will believe what you say?"

Zhang Xiaofan a word point out, immediately let Zhao Yinger whole person directly stay Leng in situ.

Indeed, for the vast majority of people, Zhang Wutian is absolutely the transcendental existence that exists only in myths and legends, far superior to everything.

If someone else suddenly tells another person that he and Zhang Wutian are friends or know Zhang wudian, how many people will believe your statement?

Maybe, in the end, they will return to the last sentence.

"Oh, really? Do you know Zhang Wutian, too? What a coincidence! I know him, too

It is undeniable that this kind of thing itself makes people feel very unconvincing.

In particular, for Zhao Guofan, this kind of artistic conception is thoroughly intoxicated with the excellent identity of the marriage object arranged for Zhao Yinger, which is a shocking background.

If Zhang Xiaofan hadn't stopped Zhang Xiaofan, Zhao Yinger would have been the Wutian devil. If Zhang Wutian had been pointed out, it would only make Zhao Guofan think that Zhao Yinger is trying to regain face for himself. It's just ridiculous!

Zhang Xiaofan leads Zhao Yinger's soft and boneless catkin, and the bottom of his eyes is also slightly cold.

"Yingbao, in this world, you may be able to surpass your thousands of words with one action. When you sit down, you will always be more convincing than what you say!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Xiaofan's tone is slightly a meal, immediately the corners of his mouth rise, set off a touch of Mori cold radian, Tao.

"What's more, I really want to have a good look at what kind of terror your grandfather said, and what's sacred about it?"

Zhang Xiaofan clenched his right hand and made a bone burst sound.

"If you dare to attack my wife, I really think I'm too long-lived, right?"

After hearing this, Zhao Yinger also showed a faint smile on her pretty face. She gently retracted into Zhang Xiaofan's generous arms and buried her small head on Zhang Xiaofan's solid chest.

"Xiaofan, everything is good, but it's too overbearing..."