Most people who live in such an elegant environment are not bad in temperament.

Maybe it's a long time to wait for someone. The servant greets him. Seeing yunanliu and Yanyi, he says hello with a smile, "Hello, Miss Yan."

Yan Yi smiled and nodded. The servant turned to yun'anliu and said, "young master, madam is still short of the last dish. Let me see if Miss Yan has come."

"I'm here," whispered the Yani, who was a little embarrassed

"I've learned that it's time for my mother not to worry. The person she's thinking about has arrived."

The servant had to be ordered to turn around and trot back for his life.

Seeing that Yanyi people are interested in the courtyard, yun'anliu suggested, "let me show you around?"

The design pattern of the cloud family is all made by Mrs. cloud. Even a small pot of green plants in the corner are all selected by her.

Not to borrow others' hands.

Yan Yiren politely refused. Although she would like to visit, it's obviously not the time.

Mrs. cloud is so enthusiastic. How can she make her wait so long?

"Madam, Miss Yan is here!" The servant ran to the kitchen. Mrs. Yun, who was putting the last dish on the plate, smelled the words and looked up.

On her delicate face and warm smile, she immediately emerged. She put down her chopsticks, quickly untied her apron, raised her hand to smooth her hair and stretch her clothes. She asked the servant, "is my hair in disorder? Will the color of this suit be a little brighter? "

The servant couldn't help crying and laughing. He used to pull down her hand to tidy her clothes. "Madam, your hair is not disordered and your clothes are not colourful at all. I saw it just now. Miss Yan is more beautiful than the picture, and people are easy to get along with. Don't be nervous. "

"Is it?" Mrs. cloud laughed. "You make tea first, and I'll wash my hands and go out."

"OK."

Yan Yiren and yun'anliu step into the room later. As soon as they get to the living room, they see Mrs. Yun holding her hands in front of her, smiling and looking at her kindly.

A purple and gold modified cheongsam, set off the white skin color, Tingting stand, dignified and beautiful.

Black hair, dark and glossy, was carefully coiled.

Gentle face, wearing light makeup, years did not leave many traces on her face, but added the charm and charm of years precipitation.

Yanyi people summed up in their heart that a kind and kind elder, before communication, can feel that this is an elder who will get along without pressure.

Mrs. Yun is also looking at the Yanyi people. As the servant said, the real people are more beautiful than the photos.

The facial features are like the hand of God. They are exquisitely carved and extremely exquisite. What a beautiful person.

Standing beside yunanliu, she may be the first time to come to the door, with a trace of shyness and subtle tension hidden in the bottom of her eyes.

It is like a rose in full bloom.

"I'm waiting for you." When Mrs. cloud comes forward, she will give her a hug.

Yanyi people were stunned for a few seconds. It seems that they didn't expect Mrs. cloud to be so warm. Yunanliu reached for Mrs. cloud's shoulder and stopped her.

"Mother, I'd like to introduce you. You will frighten the Iraqi people." Seems to have some headache words, between the lines, all reveal warmth.

When Mrs. cloud's smile broke, she raised her hand and patted her head, "look at me..."

"Yiren, this is my mother, mother. This is the granddaughter of Uncle Xiao and sister Xiao."