Han Yuxuan lazily answers her, wantonly enjoying the unique fragrance of Yang Zizi.
"Why have you been so long?" Don't mention Yang Zizi. I didn't miss her so much just now. As soon as the familiar taste comes. Miss on the flood.
"Well. Have you had breakfast? " Han Yuxuan hides her head in her soft hair and enjoys it. I don't forget if she had breakfast.
"Yes, it's too much." Yang Zizi rubbed her tummy to show him.
Only today is a public holiday. I have to accompany her for a day today, or I will have to wait until a week later.
What's more. Linyue has been settled. He can't ask her to work with him.
About noon. The sun made linyue feel uncomfortable, as if he had been burned.
Mo Yang came out with Ye Bing. We're talking about all this.
"It's said that Han Yuxuan will attend a press conference tomorrow, so he won't take Yang Zizi with him. This is the best chance." Lin Yue stares at Ye Bing and says. As if she were the prey.
"I will. That's what I told you. " There is light in Ye Bing's eyes. Tomorrow is her only chance.
"So I'll make an appointment with Han Yuxuan tomorrow. At that time, I'll ask Moyang to give you a signal. I've found you a hand. It's up to you whether you succeed or not. " She said fiercely. Like great determination, this time. They have to succeed.
"Good. I'll give you a signal once it's done. " They carefully planned this seemingly seamless event in the car.
In fact, all this is in Han Yuxuan's control. After tonight, there will be another bloody storm in a city.
however. Now he has a very important thing to do.
Yang Zizi is designing that picture in the room. It's strange to say that since he inspired her that day, her design is much smoother. I feel that half a month is more than enough.
Han Yuxuan is good to die in her side grinding her "baby."
She ignored him and did her own design, letting him call her in a soft voice.
Today, Han Yuxuan doesn't know what's wrong. She's very clingy. She ignores him, so he's always at her side.
Beat her arm and pinch her leg. She can't stand such a big man.
"What's the matter?" There was no displeasure on her face, but she found it funny. I've never seen him like this.
She used to be like this, for example, when she asked for something.
"Honey, stop painting. I want to tell you something serious?" Han Yuxuan's face is written with two words of seriousness.
Yang Zizi didn't like him either. She still looked down at her design draft, but she still worried about his face. "What's the matter? What's the matter? I'll listen to you?" Hand is also constantly drawing something.
"Don't draw, baby. You have to look me in the eye to say that." Han Yuxuan grabbed her pen to stop her painting again.
Yang Zizi had no choice but to put down her pen and stare into his eyes.
Han Yuxuan's beautiful eyes are full of tenderness and even some confusion. She thinks he wants to
The displeasure of full face, "is not to say good, I am sick period forbid." With that, Yang Zizi's face turned red unconsciously.
Han Yuxuan burst out laughing. Originally, what he wanted to say was not about it. When she said that, he was a little bit... But to tell the truth, he had endured it for a long time.
"What are you laughing at? It's not all because of you. " She was a little angry and despondent. Seeing him laughing brightly there, she lowered her head in shame and beat him unconsciously with her little hands.
Han Yuxuan grabbed Yang Zizi's hand: "baby, I'm not talking about this?"
Her expression suddenly wrinkled, black into a line, is not this thing? That would be embarrassing.
"Hum, hum." He snorted twice to ease the awkward atmosphere.
"What is that?" I don't know what else he can tell her now.
"Honey, let's get the marriage certificate!"
Yang Zizi's heart moved. Yes, it's been a long time since she came back to China. Since the last time they had a quarrel and she left her hometown, she hasn't got the marriage certificate yet.
But there is a divorce certificate there, looking uncomfortable.
When he said that, she was shocked, too? Don't they have marriage certificates? I seem to have forgotten the existence of this matter.
Because she doesn't care if she's with him or not. However, of course, she can't show it, and he has to worry about it. Who let him doubt her before.
"What marriage certificate?" She'll be serious and play dumb.
Han Yuxuan knows that it's hard to get her back with him.
"Honey, we were divorced before! Of course, ah, it's just a misunderstanding. It's my fault. We have to get the marriage certificate back, right? " Han Yuxuan also with dress crazy sell silly, follow her words, also took the initiative to admit the mistake.
Yang Zizi secretly smiles in her heart. It's rare to see him talk to her in a low voice. This time, she has to do enough. He always bullies her. Although she also urgently wanted to get the certificate with him, it was not a way to drag it down“ Is it your fault? " Yang Zizi asked him with a smile“ Of course it's my fault. My fault. " Han Yuxuan's attitude is sincere. Her cerebellar pouch suddenly flashed by, snickering and saying, "wait a minute." Han Yuxuan has no choice but to look at her expression just now and her writing hand now. She knows what she's going to do with him. But he's used to it. Heavy down the pen, as if completed a life masterpiece. Nodded with satisfaction. Looking at Han Yuxuan's appearance of waiting to be slaughtered, Yang Zizi thought it was funny, so she handed him the paper she had written. He took over, only one eye, is full of helplessness. I saw that the beautiful handwriting clearly wrote one“ From then on, Han Yuxuan can only listen to her. " This little woman is smart. This one includes everything. No way, who let before he misunderstood her, and now he is eager to get the marriage certificate back, had to first harden the head to agree to her“ OK, I promise you Han Yuxuan's sharp promise makes her a little unbelievable“ So, honey, we'll get the card tomorrow? " He said tentatively“ Don't you have a press conference tomorrow? Besides, I have to apply it for a few days first, in case the effect is not good... "Yang Zizi wants to talk and stops, hanging him, making him feel uncomfortable.