Godfather Of The Green Fields

Just seeing Bonita after he greeted him, he didn’t talk on the pretty face, and he didn’t speak well.

The two are so silent.

A bang.

At the 11th-layer where Bonita lived, the elevator door opened.

Li Ang glared at Li, and Bonita held an umbrella in his hand, and he walked out of the elevator.

Just two steps away, I saw the doorway not far away, a suit and a trousers, and the mouth of Barry was holding a pipe. The middle-aged man standing there and screaming in the clouds was moving toward this side.

Li Ang didn't think much, but he was dumbfounded the next second.

The middle-aged man rushed over and roared. "Who is this guy?" He pointed to Li Ang, his eyes red, gnashing teeth.

"Oh, I--" Li Ang just wanted to speak, and he felt his arm was held, and a warm body leaned over.

"He is my boyfriend." Bonita's voice.

Li Ang was in a mess... The first reaction of this guy was actually "I was raped?"...

Chapter 30 new work (on)

Every father, seeing his daughter and going home with his boyfriend, will have a painful feeling that the good cabbage that he loves and cares for is poked by the pig. It doesn't matter how the pig looks handsome, what kind of work, what the image, and how strong it is. In the eyes of Father, that is the pig that arched his daughter.

Manuel Arango feels like this at the moment, not to mention that Li Ang “this pig” looks really unsightly, wet, and carrying a big bag, is this a refugee refugee?

Li Ang quickly judged and figured out the current situation. Is this yourself being "as a shield"? Legendary this kind of thing actually fell on his own body?

So, what is obedience to yourself? Still obedient? Still obedient?

The tangled former Royal Madrid, the youngest Cadete AManager, is preparing to speak.

"He is my boyfriend." Bonita Arango said it again.

An angry face of Manuel Arango looked at the reluctant daughter, mixed feelings, suddenly sighed, actually squeezed a smile at Li Ang, "Hello."

Li Ang's hair was scattered and her eyes were dull, as if she had thundered.

A few minutes later, Li Ang knew the identity of the middle-aged man, Manuel Arango, the beautiful father of Bonita Arango Miss. According to his observation, the relationship between the father and the daughter does not seem to be good, maybe It was Bonita who said that she was the reason why her boyfriend was angry with her father.

Or can it be said that this girl challenges the authority of a father in this way, or is it a small punishment? The purpose is to see how angry father is?

This is Li Ang's keen analysis, and after calming down, he observes it. In fact, this is not much different from the facts.

Li Ang felt that it was necessary to explain. This is the family affairs of the father and daughter. He really should not be involved. The most important thing is that he and Bonita Arango are really unfamiliar and have no reason to intervene.

Bonita Arango is like a beautiful butterfly next to Li Ang, and it is a towel to wipe the wet hair, but also a steaming coffee, a kind of good-looking girlfriend, Manuel Arango sits On the opposite sofa, brief remark looked at the scene.

The steaming coffee flows through the throat and into the stomach, and the whole person warms up.

Li Ang took a look at Bonita Arango, who was still performing. Suddenly, she was reluctant to have such a beautiful, well-behaved girlfriend. It was a pleasure.

Bonita Arango was embarrassed to see Li Ang, his face was red, which is in the eyes of the old Arango opposite, which is clearly "love affair", the pain of the old man's heart.

"Arango Mr., I think I need to explain it." Li Ang said suddenly.

Bonita pretty face changes, eager eyes looked towards Li Ang, meaning no.

Li Ang shook his head gently.

"First of all, I am not Arango Miss's boyfriend, although I also want to be such a beautiful girl's boyfriend." He looked at the old Arango, not humble and said, while at the same time directed at Bonita slightly nodded, the latter anxious face, heard The last sentence, the twilight is dizzy.

"Then, I was not familiar with Arango Miss." Li Ang shrugged. "In fact, this is our second time we have a verbal communication."

"Finally, I came here, it was also an accident." Li Ang pointed to the big bag that was placed at the door. "I just got out of the apartment, the rainstorm just now." He spread out to the old Arango. Hand, "I am coming to shelter from the rain."

Manuel Arango was surprised. Judging by his vision, this person did not lie. He was amazed at Li Ang's confession and took the initiative to say it. In fact, this young man does not need to do this. It is not the old Arango. He is very confident about the beauty of his daughter. If the young man is wrong, it can be This person is close to his chance to laugh. At the same time, he believes that the other person can see the momentum of himself. It is not an ordinary person. For a person who wants to climb up, with Bonita's little temper, completely Can be an opportunity.

However, this young man does not.

I took a look at my daughter. A pair of subtotals were dismantled and puffed with a small mouth. Old Arango knew that this was the case.

For the old Arango, the girl is his Angel, the treasure he wants to protect. He hates and hates all the swindlers who have tried to laugh, and do everything possible to protect his little cute.

Li Ang's frank attitude, this person's eyes are very clear, the words are concise and clear, and the expression is clear. This seemingly embarrassing young man is not humble and stunned.

This made Manuel Arango interested in this person, and at the same time a little appreciated.

The beautiful Bonita Miss found that in this room he became an outsider. Li Ang was very happy with his father. The two people were very happy to talk there, and there was a hearty laugh from time to time.

This surprised the girl. He didn't expect Li Ang to be very speculative with the old fellow, very difficult to deal with. Don't look at her bad attitude towards father, but, in fact, deep in the girl's heart, she is adoring her own father, and maybe even the girls themselves are not aware of this.

"Talk about your story, Lee." Old Arango said happily. "I can see that you are a storyteller and I like to hear stories."

Today's bad luck thing, let Li Ang have a fire, he has a desire to talk, opposite the middle-aged uncle, and his strengths together by chance, but it seems to be a good talk object.

He began to tell the story, the story of Li Ang.