Chapter 743: He can cook soup

Because in the dark, no one knows whether she is crying or sad.

Darkness is her best protective color. In such a dark night, she feels that she is safe. As for asking her to be afraid of ghosts, she can say that she is not afraid, because her own is a ghost who crawled out of hell. And in this world, people are far more terrible than ghosts.

She turned on the light, changed her wet clothes, went to take a bath, and then went to the kitchen to boil herself a bowl of **** soup. This bowl of **** soup, she has been drinking for a long time, every time When the weather is cold, or when she gets cold, the nanny at home will boil it for her. If the nanny is not there, it is Lu Yibo.

This is more effective than taking medicine, and it does not hurt the body, but the taste is heavier.

She took the **** soup, walked to the computer screen, sat down, and then turned on the computer while drinking, checking whether there was any news recently, if there was no big news, it was all about sesame and green beans, However, in this place of the entertainment world, some bizarre things happen every day. She has seen and experienced them too, but now, it seems to be like watching other people's jokes.

After she snatched Su Muran from the international film, it seems that Su Muran rarely appeared in the public's field of vision, but Lu Qin's active exposure rate is quite high. Today's interview, tomorrow's The show is also popular with Ziguanhua'er, but now there are no good works for him. Of course, he doesn't dare to pick up the bad works. At that time, he will finally build up a positive image. , Just finished.

At this time, Yan Huan placed her phone ringing for years, and she took the phone and placed it in her ear.

"I have something to tell you," Rowling said nothing nonsense. Instead, she only needed to know that Yan Huan didn't die. As for where she was, she didn't care anymore, so she let her go and the day Lu parents were still there It is her responsibility, anyway, she will not commit suicide stupidly.

"Speak," Yan Huan touched the bowl that was set aside, and there was still some heat left, and the **** soup in the bowl had been consumed by her, and there was no drop left.

"Lu Qin is going to star in our new film. Rowling knocks on the table with a pen from time to time on the table, which is the kind of fairy tale drama adapted from the online novel. We are going to shoot a modern drama. There are many new actors in traffic, so we don’t need to be caught by anyone, but yesterday, Lu Qin and his economic man came over."

"He is going to star in No.1."

"Male No. 1?" Yan Huan removed his finger on the bowl, and then lightly touched the edge of the bowl with his fingertips.

"How big is his face?"

"It's still that big," Rowling really wanted to laugh, but she couldn't laugh. The strong woman was used to it, and she didn't laugh.

"He can act as No.1," Yan Huan raised his lips slightly, drawing a smile that was colder than the rain outside.

"Um..." Rowling frowned. "You mean?"

"Let him come to me."

"Oh," Rowling understands. "You can rest assured that I will convey your meaning literally," he played the male number one, it is not impossible, just ask Yan Huan, as long as Yan Huan agrees, they are not alone. Would object.

The only premise is that he has to find Yan Huan first. Yan Huan is now the **** dragon seeing the head and not seeing the tail. Now he doesn’t know which small city is staying, and only she can contact her. When Lu Qin finds Yan Huan This TV series has already been turned on, and who cares whether he is the male one or not.

How much Yan Huan hates Lu Qin, she can't see it. Lu Qin wants to find a relationship from Yan Huan, make a daydream, wake up and wash her face, as long as her face is white, it is not impossible.

Putting down her mobile phone, Yan Huan felt that she might be outside, staying for a few more months, she was not afraid of Lu Qin, but she didn’t want to see his disgusting face, she was afraid that she couldn’t help it and would vomit him That face.

And she feels that it is difficult for a person to stay up all night, and the big opportunity is in front of her, but she is unable to grasp the loss, it should be painful.

Building her happiness on the suffering of others, she is doing very well now.

Of course, she also studied with Lu Qin and Su Muran.

After watching TV for a while, she was ready to go to sleep. She loved this small city, riding a car around every corner every day, watching others cry, laugh, and quarrel.

Actually life is nothing more than that.

She is not flying herself, but adjusting herself. Live in a better state, then take good care of Lu Jin and Ye Shuyun.

At this time, in another house, it is far from Yanhuan to rent a small apartment.

In September, he wore an apron, a big man with a height of 1.8 meters, long hands and feet, standing in the kitchen, there was no sense of violation, there was a smell of **** in the kitchen, smelling It's a bit spicy, but fortunately, it's not too unpleasant, and it's still within the range.

He took a bowl, then walked to the sofa and put the bowl in front of Sun Yuhan,

"Drink it."

Sun Yuhan brought it over, but when he smelled it, he felt vomiting.

"What is it like, why is it so bad?"

"Ginger soup."

In September, he stood up again and walked into the kitchen. When he came out, he also had a bowl in his hand.

Then he sat across from Sun Yuhan, "I will drink with you."

With that said, he put the bowl on his mouth and drank it, just like drinking water, and he couldn't taste the previous taste at all. The **** soup in his memory did just that, and he seemed to often Do it, it's like his instinct, I can't forget it.

However, he forgot himself.

I don’t remember my name, I don’t know my family, I don’t remember my relatives, and I don’t even know my age. In addition to knowing that his online name is September, and the instinct he remembers is also different from others, he will burn soup.

Sun Yuhan squeezed his nose and placed the bowl next to his mouth, but after just taking a sip, he almost missed it.

"What the **** is this, why is it so spicy?"

"Jiang Tang," Lu Yi said again.

Sun Yuhan stood up directly, ran into the kitchen, directly poured the soup from the bowl into the sink, and gargleed several times in a row, but still had that taste, it was really Make her sick.

Still holding the bowl in September, he knew what Sun Yuhan did, but he didn’t stop it. What she didn’t drink, she was sick, and it was just herself, drinking a bowl of **** soup, without any negative effects, why go? Take medicine.