Chapter 88: She will treat her well

Fortunately, this is their new home, otherwise it would be very difficult to get a good night's sleep if it was changed to the previous place.

She clutched her toes and returned to her room, then uploaded the photos she had secretly taken online.

"Even if it's not P, Huanhuan is also a big beauty," Yi Ling held up his chin and was quite satisfied with Yan Huan's appearance. Of course, he was also narcissistic about his candid level.

I was tired after the filming.

Here are a few more photos of Yan Huan, and I saw that the little woman shrunk herself into a ball with thick long eyelashes. At this time, she was slightly trembling and covered her eyelids, her face shimmering on the bedside lamp. Underneath, it is a bit confusing, but the degree of refinement of the facial features is surprising, even if it is only a hazy shadow, but it can also make people feel a beauty out.

"Okay, get off work," Yi Ling stretched his lazy waist and fell asleep without taking a shower.

"By the way, I have forgotten everything. Let Huanhuan eat delicious tomorrow."

She sat up again, ran to the computer, found a lot of menus, and then listed a long list, and finally deleted, reduced, almost a dozen dishes left.

But these dozen dishes, no matter which one, she is very difficult to choose.

"What to do, I really want to eat," she gnawed her fingernails, one of them was reluctant to delete,

"Well, eat five a day, so decided," she clapped her hands, feeling very proud of her clever knowledge, and voila, how smart she is.

She carefully pressed her listed menu on the table, and then went to bed to do the best. She thought that she could eat delicious food tomorrow. She could cramp when she dreamed.

Tossing and turning, finally, she fell asleep, and when she opened her eyes in the morning, she hadn't forgotten that she had to confess what she said today.

"Huanhuan, this is for you," she put the note in Yanhuan's hands.

Yan Huan lowered his head and moved the note to his own eyes.

Braised lion head, steamed meatballs, Xihu vinegar fish, white cut chicken, anchovy.

"We have five dishes today, and five more tomorrow," Yi Ling swallowed, and then pushed Yanhuan out.

By the way, she took Yan Huan's wallet from the table again and stuffed it into Yan Huan's arms. Then the door was slammed shut, regardless of whether Yan Huan refused or agreed, anyway, she just wanted to eat today, she had to eat it, she couldn't eat it.

Yan Huan held her wallet innocently. She held out her hand, but actually wanted to knock on the door. She didn't take her mobile phone.

Forget it, she turned around and confessed to buying vegetables. Because of the debts of her previous life, she only wanted to make good compensation in this life. No matter what Yiling wanted, she would do what she could.

And Yiling in the house twisted his ass, ready to go to Weibo on Yanhuan

However, she turned on the phone, but she was a bit disappointed, alas, there was no fan, her family Huanhuan pitiful, commander-in-chief.

As far as Huan is concerned, just like an ordinary person, holding a vegetable basket and buying vegetables at the vegetable market, she picked a fish, bought half a chicken, and meat. It was all these handaches that carried her.

Can you finish it? She took the bag in her hand forward.

To be honest, she really feels a little bit more, but it seems that Yi Ling doesn't think so.