Chapter 722

Looking at two Ferrari sports cars with the same red color, ye Shayan suddenly said:

"What if my car breaks down? Do you keep it by the side of the road?"

Jim glanced at as like as two peas and his other sports cars, his eyes flashed across a smile of grim smile, and the gentleman's opposite leaf Sha Yan said:

"It's all right. I'll let someone deal with it."

"OK." Hearing that Jim was going to help her run errands, ye Shayan looked even more proud.

Sure enough, as long as she put down her figure, any problem is no longer a problem.

Thanks to the fact that she was still struggling with canonization before, it's stupid to think about it now. She wasted so many good resources in vain.

After Jim successfully accosted Ye Shayan, he drove and roared away.

Ye Shayan's red sports car is left in place.

Not a minute after Jim left, Anthony came out of a shop on the side of the street.

He calmly walked to Ye Shayan's red sports car, just like walking to his own car.

He opened the hood and bent over the engine. He didn't know what he touched. Then he closed the hood and sat in the driver's seat.

In Ye Shayan's hand, Anthony drove away easily.

When having dinner with Jim, ye Shayan found that although Jim was not very handsome, he had a good mouth and was very humorous, which made her laugh for a meal.

Looking at the general looking Jim, ye Shayan is more satisfied with him.

In particular, Jim's muscular figure, with first-class muscles, is very powerful at first sight, and his explosive power must be particularly strong.

With such a good figure, ye Shayan must have strong Kung Fu in some aspects. She is a little excited just thinking about it.

After a meal, Jim looked at Ye Shayan, who had a good time, pretended to be a gentleman and said:

"How about going to the bar for a drink?"

"I'm not good at drinking. I'm not good at drinking."

Ye Shayan looked at the red wine glass on the table. She had already drunk half a glass. She was worried that she would lose control and damage her lady's image.

Jim looked at Ye Shayan with a look of admiration on his face, but he was spitting in his heart.

Fuck his drinking capacity!

According to his understanding, ye Shayan was the one who had been filled with several bottles of red wine by brown.

"If you don't know how to drink, you can go and play without drinking. It doesn't matter."

Jim thought he was tired of laughing that night. It was really not a good job to make people laugh.

Especially in the face of Ye Shayan, a woman who is pretending from head to toe, from inside to outside.

He couldn't laugh, and he couldn't show a look of disdain. He was tired to death.

I knew I wouldn't rob Anthony and asked Anthony to have dinner with Ye Shayan.

"But I haven't been to a bar. Is it a mess? I'm afraid it's unsafe."

Ye Shayan looked embarrassed.

She and brown met at a bar. How could she not have been to a bar?

It's just that she's worried about meeting Brown at the bar.

Although Brown's performance these days is a little cold to her, if Brown sees her with other men, he will be unhappy. After all, they haven't completely broken up.

Ye Shayan saw Brown beat people. He even beat women. He beat them very hard. She was worried that Brown would hit her too.

"It won't be unsafe. I'll take you to a particularly private bar. Safety is absolutely guaranteed and people are not miscellaneous. You can definitely put a hundred hearts on it and won't meet acquaintances."

Jim seemed to know that ye Shayan was worried that she would be seen by brown. While he gently explained, he also reassured her.