Chapter 106: Goddess also Han paper

"There are things at home," Yan Huan stood up and walked into his room. "This is a private matter. I'm sorry, Mr. Yan. I wasted your good intentions."

Yan Lixiong touched a nail that was not soft or hard, almost dropped the phone, and really got into something that was soft and hard to eat. Okay, he sneered, we will watch it carefully. , Or my height.

"Yan Huan, one day, you will kneel to save me, I don’t believe that such a good chance of fame, you will give up, just by yourself, but also want to be famous, don’t take such a shortcut, I see how you do In your name, acting in your play?"

Yan Huan put on the quilt, and she put her hand behind her head. Sure enough, the step by step thorns of this road were also careful step by step. She didn't pay attention, maybe she didn't know how she died.

Beware of wolves ahead.

There was a burst of pain in her head, tight eyebrows, and pain that could be seen. I didn't know how long it had been until she opened her eyes again, and the sky was bright.

She touched her forehead as if it wasn't hot anymore. Is this okay?

She took out the medicine again and took two tablets.

When she came out, she found that Yiling was wearing a dress, putting her feet on the table, and her feet were shaking, and the scenery under the skirt was also unobstructed.

Upon seeing Yan Huan, Yi Ling hurriedly lowered her feet and pressed her skirt. It seemed embarrassed, and she was afraid that Yan Huan would laugh at her.

Yan Huan walked into the kitchen, poured herself a glass of milk, and then sat on the sofa, drinking the milk bit by bit. As for Yi Ling's dress today, she didn't seem to see it.

There is no big difference between today’s Yiling and past Yiling, that’s it.

And Yi Ling was relieved, but fortunately she didn’t smile, otherwise, she must tear the rotten clothes off. I really don’t know how these women like to wear skirts so badly, what? I saw it.

She narrowed her eyes and stared straight at Yan Huan. At this time, Yan Huan was only wearing a simple pajama. It was just the days of honoring and preserving her for many years.

Raising your hand and throwing it into the room is full of elegance and extravagance. Even if you just sit there, your legs are naturally close together, without leaving a trace of gaps, of course, it is impossible to expose. This person is so different, everyone is a woman.

How to say something is a woman inside and out, and no matter how she looks, it looks like a Chinese paper.

"Do you want to drink?" Yan Huan pushed his milk forward. "I didn't drink a few sips."

"Don't drink," Yi Ling stood up with a cry, and went straight back to her room. When she came out, she changed into her previous clothes. She thought that she must have been that stupid guy. Excited.

She also wore a woolen skirt. She wasn't a prince in a long robe. It wasn't a good idea to try randomly. Otherwise, she would be laughed out of her teeth. If you want to wear it, you must add an extra pair of pants. Because of Yan Huan's sitting position, she really can't learn.

She sat down and raised Erlang's legs. Look, how good it feels. Just sit as you want, and you're not afraid of being seen by someone you shouldn't.

By the way, this is what she thought of, and then took a stack of information and placed it in front of Yan Huan.