At night, Lei Qingyi originally wanted to send the photos to Yan Huan, but the result was that this box was very old. It was quite old and could not be taken. Isn't it all about packaging now? He also packed it, he directly I walked into a cake shop and bought a cake. He ate the cake himself, and the box was used to hold the photo. Well, it was perfect.
He put the box on Lu Yi's car, and then called Lu Yi, Lu Yi, my family Lingling asked me to give you something, saying that it was good, you took it to her.
"Well, I know," Lu Yi at the other end of the phone also wrote down, and his finger was still on the keyboard, always busy.
"Okay, get it done," Lei Qingyi clapped his hands and left.
When Lu Yi came out of get off work, she was blocked by a woman.
"Lu Yi, you give me a ride."
Sun Yuhan stretched out his hand to block Lu Yi. If Lu Yi did not take her, she would not leave.
Lu Yi's pace stopped here, and then took out his car key and opened the door. Sun Yuhan also sat up, of course, she did not feel how shameful she was.
The ready-made car is here, why she doesn't sit.
Anyway, she always thinks that Lu Yi owes her, but she forgets that she has to break the relationship with Lu Yi twice, the first time is 10 million, the second time is to Lu Yi Blood.
And now she is like a vampire, and from time to time she wants to take a bite on Lu Yi's body.
When she stopped, she shouted and picked up the cake she bought and got off the car.
Lu Yi drove the car to Grandpa Lu's garden, and he saw the little carton set aside.
This is a cake, Lu Yi probably knew it at a glance.
It's a long way from Yan Huan's birthday. Why is Yiling sending Yan Huan this way? Yan Huan is not a person who likes cream very much on weekdays. The cream has a high calorie and is easy to gain weight when eaten. It is only on the birthday every year. She ate a few bites of cake at the meeting, but on weekdays, she never saw her interested in these things.
However, since it was sent by Yi Ling, he would just bring it in.
Yan Huan is sitting on the sofa, looking at a new book, the whole person is in good spirits, so it is no wonder that every day lives in such a place with excellent scenery, people will get healthy every day, then add This soup every day, the soup is coming. Although it can't be said that the soup she gave is white and fat, but it dare to be much better than before.
Lu Yi came over and put the things in his hand on the table, Yan Huan turned his face, "Don't."
"Sent by Ealing."
Lu Yi sighed softly. Every time it is like this, do you hate him so much?
Yan Huan threw the book aside, then embraced the carton with both hands, walked into his room, and slammed the door.
"The young couple's quarrel is normal, just quarrel."
When the nanny came out, he said with a smile.
Lu Yi could only sigh slightly in his heart, not explaining anything.
Between him and Yan Huan, it was not a quarrel, but a divorce.
He took the books that Yan Huan threw aside and put them in front of him. Why are there 100,000?
How she likes to watch this, maybe there is no pressure, or it may be simple and easy to understand, he put the book in front of himself again. Nor was it naive to abandon the book, and it turned from page to page.
Besides Huanhuan, I have taken the box into my room and opened it. It turned out to be a pink cake.
Where does Yiling come from? It’s hard to wonder, is her favorite color is pink? This is a girl, but she is no longer a girl, she is a woman, an old woman.
But she took the cutlery on one side and took a bite.
It's very sweet, it's a bit greasy, but it's still delicious. She took another bite, and then she didn't want to.
And the cell phone she put aside rang, she took a look, it was Ealing, she put the cell phone in her ear.
"Have I received anything I sent?"
Yi Ling's voice came from the phone.
"Well, I received it," Yan Huan took another bite.
"You don't seem to be surprised?" Yi Ling was a little puzzled. Wasn't she surprised or excited about the things inside?
"What's unexpected, it's delicious, and thank you," Yan Huan bit the fork in her hand, not eating it, it was too sweet, but she still appreciated her face, at least she ate a big piece. .
Delicious, what's so delicious about this? Yi Ling didn't understand the meaning of Yan Huan's delicious taste, maybe thinking that Yan Huan was eating other things, and she didn't think much about it.
Anyway, everything has been given, and she can be said to have completed Mom’s entrustment, but Mom has to give it to Yan Huan when she really has nowhere to go, but now it seems that Yan Huan has nowhere to go.
The divorce was also scandal-ridden and thoroughly hacked. Although it was said that it was washed white now, it was not as white as it used to be. It was an unprecedented blow to acting.
So this should not be the worst time, and it will not be worse than now. She comforts herself, she actually did nothing wrong, right, so she must not be fat and not become a fat pig. .
Yan Huan cut the cake into pieces and took it out.
She gave the guard a large portion of the cake, the nanny a large portion, the old man, and a small horn.
Grandpa Lu stared at his eyes, just a little bit, how big is this, a piece of cream, a piece of small fruit
"Are you feeding chickens?"
Almost all of Mr. Lu's teeth were coming, but everyone had a big piece, only he got a little fingernail.
"You have high blood sugar and can't eat too many sweets."
Yan Huan lightly glanced at the small piece of cake in Grandpa Lu's hands. If it wasn't for the old man's face, she really didn't want to give it at all.
If she can eat this, she is considered to be generous enough, otherwise she will only show it and not eat it.
Grandpa Lu looked at this, and then looked at that, but each one of them was holding his share, no one ignored him.
Lu Yi's hands are empty, and his eyes are empty, so don't look at him. He is the one in this family who treats them the most.
Grandpa Lu didn't even see his grandson when he saw it. This time his mind was balanced. Yan Huan walked into the vegetable field and squatted down to pull the grass.
"Your farm work is done well," Lu Yi also came over and rolled up his sleeves. He pulled the grass very fast. Obviously, he did not do less.
Yan Huan didn't want to talk to him, she didn't want to talk to a scum man.