At home, Lu Yi must let her eat meat. She can't eat it. Now she doesn't eat more food. After the filming, she can only go back to eating meat.
Fortunately, she just thought about it in her own heart, or if she said it out, she would not know if she would be killed.
After eating, she touched her belly, okay, and it didn’t protrude, so she wouldn’t get fat any more.
In the afternoon filming, Su Muran came again. She walked a little lame, but it didn't affect the filming and didn't let her go. However, in Yan Huan's opinion, there were no multiple injuries, just someone It's better to pretend, so people saw her weak side, but didn't see a tough woman, the moment when she stepped on a woman's hand bone.
And that scene did not appear in this life.
Because a man with a broken hand bone is none other than her, Yan Huan.
Su Muran glanced at Lu Qin, and then retracted his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking. Yan Huan lowered his eyelashes slightly, and played with the ring in his fingers. Although it was a prop, it was still very impressive. Luxury.
The dog and the man are finally walking together.
so good.
This is the real history, and she will see if the dogs and men will have the same scenery as before.
She is waiting, waiting, waiting all the time.
Today there are a lot of rehearsals. After the filming, it was all in the evening. Yan Huan took a bath, changed a dress, and took his clothes to the water pipe to wash it.
When Luo Lin came in, Yan Huan was doing laundry.
She walked over, then took out her mobile phone, took a picture of Yan Huan, and then didn't say a word, went to Weibo, how self-reliant after a certain speech, she took care of her life Very good, when you go to bed and when you get up, you are not in charge. The artist with such a good lead is really lucky.
At this time, Lu Yi, who was far away from the sea, opened Yan Huan's Weibo, and saw Yan Huan squatting on the ground and was washing his clothes straight. Fortunately, he was neither fat nor thin.
He picked up the mouse and clicked a like, but the phone rang.
He took the phone from his pocket and put it on the table. The phone turned on, which was Yan Huan's video call.
Holding a cell phone, Yan Huan saw Lu Yi sitting at the table with a laptop on his lap. He should still be busy working.
There was a cup of milk on the table, which was steaming, so it was hot.
Yan Huan took the mobile phone and smiled and rolled around in the bed.
Lu Yi smiled helplessly, put the phone in a good position, took the milk and took a sip.
"Have you eaten well?"
The man’s voice is drunk like wine,
"Yes," Yan Huan sat up and took the phone to himself.
"I eat a lot of meat every day."
"Cheater," Rowling rolled her eyes. Whom did the meat go into? Was she, her, or she?
Yan Huan still lied there and didn't make drafts, saying what kind of meat she ate and how delicious that kind of meat was.
"That's right," Yan will flatten his two feet, and then pull the quilt to cover his feet,
"Husband Lu Yi, I found something today."
"Well, what's the matter?" Lu Yi drank the milk bit by bit, the slightly raised eyes, there was a kind of masculine charm that made the woman crazy, this is his clavicle slightly exposed, the sleeve was also rolled to the elbow, above the arm The muscles are very strong, the fingers are also good, the joints are clear, everything is the perfect combination of beauty and strength, and the whole body is an obvious male hormone.
"Su Muran hooked up with Lu Qin. Do you think they are ready to compete with each other, female robbers and male prostitutes?"
Rowling turned her back and couldn't hear it anymore.
Miss Yan, after the speech, is your language taught by a math teacher?
"They didn't have to be together," Lu Yi heard Yan Huan said about what happened in the previous life. Since it was originally a pair, no matter how, history will eventually go to a right place. Yan Huan's little one Butterfly, it is impossible to change everything. What she wants to change may not be all that can be changed. What she doesn't want to change will naturally develop in the direction of her previous life.
"Yes," Yan Huan nodded. "Anyway, the dogs and men will be together sooner or later, so are we going to prepare early so that they don't wear small shoes for us?"
"Don't worry about them, they can't make much waves," Lu Yi stretched out his finger and took the phone. The finger was also on the screen, and it was gently swiping, just like gently supporting the cheek of this little woman, in fact she was still thin. The jaw is sharper, and of course the eyes are bigger.
I have to say that Yan Huan's appearance is very unique, she is fat and has a small round face, that is cute, amiable, and thin, it is a standard beauty face, people want to squeeze it, and then bite a bit.
So, long beautiful women always take advantage. In terms of Huan, it is obvious that he has taken advantage of this, which may be the compensation that God has given her. But Yan Huan doesn't think so. She has been looking like this for her whole life. She is a little bit tired of facing her face every day. She knows the beauty of her long life, but the luckiest one is that she met her. Prosecutor husband.
All her safety and happiness are given by him.
In fact, the same thing in her previous life, but she chose the wrong person and chose the wrong way.
And when Rowling came back from the outside, Yan Huan was asleep, but the phone was still on. Rowling walked over and saw the phone, and Lu Yi was sitting at the table, as if watching attentively.
Rowling reached out and picked up Yan Huan's mobile phone.
"She fell asleep?" Lu Yi asked. The sound coming from the phone was slightly faint, probably because of the lowered voice.
"Well, asleep."
Rowling came out and closed the door, so that Yan Huan heard again, and then awakened her.
"Mr. Lu," Rowling was annoyed and unsuccessful. She had to say something, and if she didn't, she might not be able to sleep.
"Well, you said," Lu Yi was waiting.
"Your family's words are a liar," Rowling almost gritted her teeth.
"Oh..." Lu Yi raised her eyebrows and put her finger on the notebook on her lap. For a long time, she didn't move.
"She didn't eat meat at all." Rowling secretly squeezed the fat on her waist. "All the meat was eaten by me." Which woman wants to make herself fat, she eats it every day How much meat, how could not be fat, and every time she thinks about the fat on her waist, she wants to strangle her, and has seen pit father, pit mother, pit husband, and pit broker.