The Three Realms of Super Students

At this moment, I saw Li Apo using this not apologetic voice at this time;

"Sister-in-law, I made the soy milk in person, and the oil used for the pancake fruit is also fresh soybean oil, which is changed every day."

"As for the trench oil or something, Granny has never used it in business for so many years."

"Hehe ... Pharaoh sells melon and sells himself, and even if you use the gutter oil, you have to say that you are useless?"

"You can believe what small vendors and hawkers like you say? Really see a ghost!"

Zhou Meimei tilted her lips and glanced at Li Apo, sneered and said.

At the same time, Zhang Xiaofan also finished his last sip of soy milk, wiped his mouth, walked forward, lazily, and said.

"I said this uncle, you don't want to eat it yourself, no one forces you to eat it, roll as far as you can, don't be empty-mouthed, non-targeted and insulting others?

"Big ... big **** ?!"

Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan actually called himself a serious sister-in-law, Zhou Meimei almost did not spray out the old Xue directly.

She pointed at Zhang Xiaofan's nose with that pointed red nails, and continued to swear and yell.

"Little red guy, from which corner do you come from?"

"Look at your poor sourness, spreading the goods from head to toe, hum, it's just a stinky diaoo!"

"Oh?!"

After hearing Meimei's words this week, Zhang Xiaofan froze, looked down at the Li Ning sports suit on his body, and looked around and noticed the movement here to catch up with the crowd.

Following this, Zhang Xiaofan once again set his sights on Hermes' bag like Zhou Meimei's, straddling her shoulders like a baby, raised her eyebrows, pointed, and said.

"Oh, your Hermes bag is good!"

Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan had taken the initiative to raise her "pride", Zhou Meimei also raised her chin very proudly, humming from her nasal cavity, said;

"Huh, that's natural. This is a limited edition of Hermes' black and white contrasting colors, a rare item that should not be available if you have money!"

While saying this, Zhou Meimei did not forget to deliberately bring the black and white Hermes bag in her hands directly to the people around melon for viewing.

It seemed to her that doing so would satisfy her vanity.

"Hehe ... the color matching of black and white is really pretty, if it is genuine, it would be very valuable if you want to come!"

Zhang Xiaofan squinted his eyes, as if smiling, said.

As soon as his voice had come to an end, the crowd of people around him also exclaimed a burst of exclamations.

The original superior smile on Zhou Meimei's face was instantly frozen on her face, and a pair of eyes stared at the fight with the copper bell. In addition to her anger, she had a deep guilty conscience and nervousness.

Watching this group of people eating melon all pointing at Zhou Meimei, and from time to time they laughed and talked about something.

I saw that Zhou Meimei's awl face was stubbornly transformed into a monkey **** in less than a minute. She stared at Zhang Xiaofan fiercely, becoming angry and angry.

"You ... you bullshit, you squirt bloody!"

"You .. Which of your dog eyes can see that this is a fake? Do you know what Hermes is and what do you know as luxury?"