Lu Yi didn't like eating these things too much, but she liked them very much. Sometimes when she was filming, she couldn't even eat and she would eat a piece. Therefore, most of Lu Yi's body is loaded with a few pieces. Sometimes it melts, like his heart, every time he sees his little woman.
Lu Yi rubbed the top of her head, "Short again?"
"Well," Yan Huan raised his face and smiled at him. "The chairman will grow up."
Lu Yi knew that she would grow up, but she should cherish her hair very well. She usually takes good care of her hair on weekdays, and she said that she would cut it. He knew that Yan Huan was hiding her from something, she If he didn't say it, he wouldn't ask. When she wanted to say it, she would naturally say it.
He respected her privacy and respected her secrets.
"Get up," Miao Qingyuan stretched out her foot and kicked Yan Huan's waist firmly. She looked down on Yan Huan lying on the ground, her red lips cracked, and there was some chuckle.
The first time, Yan Huan was fell to the ground by her, the second time, she was beaten down by her, the second time, she fell again.
Every time, it seemed that Yan Huan had no room to fight back. She was beaten miserably, but no matter how miserable or painful, she never hummed or told Lu Yi.
This is also the reason why Miao Xinyuan dared to hit her like this. She didn't know how many injuries she had, but she all endured it, but it was pain, she endured it, but she just cursed, she also endured it. The same days are over, what is this counted, yeah, what counted.
It was not a few days before the New Year. There was a huge snow here, the snow was very white, and there was already a silver makeup outside.
Yan Huan was only wearing a thin dress. She still stood opposite Miao Xinyuan. She was a little shorter than Miao Xinyuan, but she never lost.
The door burst outside was opened, and a figure blocked almost all the light outside. It seemed to be cold with snowflakes, and the merciless north wind. Countless lights and shadows fell on the person, until the back, that A piece of ice and snow.
Everyone couldn't help but fought the cold war, I don't know if it was because of the wind, the snow, or the people here.
With a click, the outside door closed.
With a bang, Miao Xinyuan's foot was already kicked on Yan Huan's body. As for Huan, she still had no strength to fight back. She refrained a few times and then knelt on the ground, her shoulders were sore and almost broken. .
Miao Xinyuan looked back and glanced at the man standing at the door, but his face was very cold, even colder and colder than the snow outside.
"Get up!" There was no ups and downs and no tone of voice.
His eyes were on Yan Huan's body, and the corners of his lips were tight.
Yan Huan stood up, but saw Miao Xinyuan still staring at Landing Yi, seeming to stick his eyes a little.
"Hello..." she shouted.
Miao Xinyuan turned around now, and looking at her was like looking at a bereavement dog.
"Go on," Yan Huan turned his wrist.
Miao Xinyuan sneered, "Today, I want to hit you until your mother doesn't know you."
"My mother? 々 Yan Huan bursts into laughter, and there is also cold snow in the eyes.
"No matter what I become, my mother will not know me, because she is not someone else, she is my mother, my life, the most hate is that others presuppose my mother, especially you, not worthy."
Miao Xinyuan didn't listen to her words, she hit a fist up, and she hit no other place, but Yan Huan's face. Today, she is about to smash this face, and it will be distorted and deformed. .
It's just that Yan Huan has been hiding this time, and her hiding method is hardly achievable by anyone. She bent her waist down and her hands were also on the ground from her back, almost all of them bent down I went down with a 90-degree waist, and then it was like a spring. Then I straightened my body. One kick was kicked over until it kicked under the armpit of Miao Xinyuan. There is an acupuncture point here. Pain, this must be known in close combat
Miao Xinyuan screamed, and one arm trembled from time to time, because he was numb.
Yan Huan turned around again, her feet went up again, and kicked directly on her shoulders. Miao Xinyuan took a step back and just set her posture. In terms of Huan’s feet up again, her bones were light and her skeleton It's soft, but the strength of her feet is very hard. The so-called leveraging force, she regards her body as a yellow bullet, every time it is a middle target, and every time it makes Miao Xinyuan feel pain.
And Miao Xinyuan found that no matter what kind of tactics she had, she would eventually be evaded by Yan Huan.
"Are you convinced?" Yan Huan stepped up again, then stepped forward, buckled Miao Xinyuan's arm, and then slammed Miao Xinyuan on the ground with a hard shoulder, just like he was at the beginning. Miao Xinyuan fell like her.
"Are you convinced?" she asked again.
Miao Xinyuan didn't speak, but just stared with a pair of eyes that seemed to eat people.
"Are you convinced?" Yan Huan threw her out again, her body was very soft, but it was so soft that Miao Xinyuan was almost no room to fight back, the most important thing, she all 'S tactics were even touched by Yan Huan.
With a bang, Miao Xinyuan was dropped to the ground again, and her whole face was twisted with pain, and Yan Huan stepped her foot on her shoulder. This is for the always proud Miao Xinyuan. , An insult that she had never had.
"Why?" Miao Xinyuan almost always wants to talk to Huanhuan coldly.
"Why?" Yan Huan bent down, but one foot was still stepping on Miao Xinyuan's shoulder. "Do you think that if you are an instructor, no one can hit you? You have been telling me all the time , I can’t beat you down, and in this way, do you feel proud?"
"Why are you lying here like a dog now, do you think I am really stupid, I remember your tricks for a week, in addition to these tricks, you tell you, what else do you do?"
She loosened her feet, patted the clothes on her body, and then extended her hand to Miao Xinyuan. She lost her respectful words and won generously, and her action was definitely not a fight against Miao Xinyuan. s face.
Oh, Yan Huan understands, and despise her, then get up yourself.
She turned around and returned to her team, but Miao Xinyuan stood up. At that moment, the hatred in her eyes almost wiped out her top, and her goal was Yan Huan’s head. She was about to burst her head, she was going to smash her head, she was going to smash her head, she was going to smash everything out of her head.