Chapter 3107: I am so beautiful, so love

The understated tone is spoken by him, careless, and seems to be taken for granted.
Tong Yan’s hand holding the knife shook, and the knife in his hand almost fell on the foot of the cotton tug.
I can tell?
Is he as experienced as she is, or is she still seriously studying his size?
Shi Yanyang didn't seem to realize how much the waves he had just made in other people's words, still eating casually.
Fold the bread, put some lettuce and bacon in the middle, and make a homemade sandwich, which looks so simple and he doesn't disappoint.
The family like Shijia grew up. Didn’t he eat anything in these years?
However, Shi Yanyang suddenly felt that there were so many meals in the past, but no meal had tasted here.
The two simply used up the breakfast, and the children were waiting for a class. After finishing the table, they went upstairs to find the book they needed for class today.
When I came to the entrance of the study room, I was about to walk in. I turned to the room where Shi Yanyang broke into last night. She stared quietly for a few seconds, took back the hand in the study doorknob, and turned to the end of the corridor. Let's go to the room.
Pushing open the door and walking in, staring at the doll in the room, she looked through the cupboard and found a big bag, and smashed the dolls into each other.
There are a lot of dolls in the room. Her bag is not small. The dolls in the whole room are stuffed in. One bag is full and a few are held in the hand.
Tong Yan didn't look much. He held a big bag and held a doll in one hand. He walked downstairs with no expression.
After passing down the living room downstairs, Shi Yanyang was just there.
Seeing something in her hand, his brow wrinkled. "Where?"
"There are too many things, occupying the room." Tong Yantou did not return, holding the doll is still going out.
Shi Yanyang's gaze moved along her figure, staring at the big bag she was dragging, and her face sank and strode up in the direction she left.
When I walked out of the villa door, Tong Yan stood in front of the trash can and seemed to be preparing to throw things that had been cleared from the room into the trash.
Shi Yanyang coldly wanted to go and stop, but the footsteps just opened, and suddenly they stopped.
Tong Yan’s back to him stood in front of the trash can, not immediately throwing things in, but staring at the doll in his arms.
Her face was light and drooping. Shi Yanyang couldn't see her expression. She only saw that the five fingers of her doll were tightened and loosened, tightened again, and released again, several times.
Shi Yanyang stared quietly at this look, and she looked at it for a while, and when it came out, the messy squats recovered.
Is she not willing to lose?
A few steps toward her, Shi Yanyang took all the things in her hand and picked up one of the dolls to look at it, simulating the doll's tone and sighing. "I am so beautiful, so loveful." There are still people who are willing to throw me away, really not cute!"
Tong Yan didn't seem to expect him to follow him, staring at him with a slight smile on his doll, his eyes slightly stagnation, but his face quickly and again.
"What is meaningless, what to do?" Stretching his hand and trying to grab it again, Shi Yanyang turned back and shunned.
Putting aside the smile on his lips, his face turned to be serious. "Who sent it is meaningful?"