Chapter 1393: Why it's not her business

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"My foot hurts," she grumbled, complaining, no matter which woman, as long as she stood on the heels for a day, no one could stand it.
So, you can only see my beautiful standing posture, elegant figure, and the dazzling standing there, but I don’t know what I am enduring, the feeling that I almost step on the ground with my toes , No less than the little mermaid's pain stepping on the sharp knife step by step.
Sometimes women's beauty is also full of all kinds of pains, not to mention, some women still need to get a knife here on their face, and then get a shot there.
Lu Yi squeezed her feet, "After soaking in boiling water for a while, who asked you to wear such high shoes?"
"Work needs it," Yan Huan snuggled her body in his arms, like a little cat who is acting coquettishly, she didn't want to wear it, but this is her occupation, she must have her professional ethics Yes, right?
"You, you..."
Fang Zhu reacted for a long time. She reached out her hand and almost couldn't make out her voice. It was like being seen by the derailed husband and Xiaosan. They wished that they would all break their bodies.
We are fine
Yan Huan was Lou Yi tightening his neck again, sticking his face on Lu Yi's face.
"Oh, Miss Yan, what are you doing at my house?"
"Yan Huan, you raise your flowers!" Fang Zhu stood up with a cry, fortunately she had a belly of knowledge, she also loaded a belly of books, but now, she can only say such a sentence, that is, Only this sentence.
Does she have waterborne flowers? Yan Huan was never there, she was very specific, okay?
"Lu Yi, are you doing this to my family?" Fang Mu was so angry that she stood up with her daughter and began to accuse Land Yi.
The expressions and movements of the two mothers and daughters are almost identical.
"Me and Fang Zhu have been separated," Lu Yi has repeated many times, he and Fang Zhu broke this sentence.
"Then you can't be with her..."
Fang Zhu shook his head, because she could not believe that Lu Yi was with Yan Huan, who was his party's younger daughter-in-law.
"Why can't I be with him?" Yan Huan glanced lightly at the mother and daughter. "He is my husband, why can't I be with him?"
Fang Zhutu felt his head was blinded, and he could not hear anything, only the sentence, he was my husband, he was my husband...
They are married, how could they get married...
"Miss Fang, you have pulled me out of the fight, I didn't disclose it," Lu Yi gently stroked Yan Huan's hair, and the words spitting out of her mouth were like ice beads, "I also hope that some It’s best not to say anything to Miss Fang, otherwise, be careful of your Fang family."
Fang Zhu's face was stiff again, Lu Yi was threatening her, he was threatening her, if she dared to say anything, he would deal with their Fang family, but how could this be possible, how could Lu Yi be able to talk to Huan Huan Together.
Obviously, Yan Huan is Lu Qin's woman.
"Aunt Fang, Miss Fang, please..."
Lu Yi chased away passengers, because Yan Huan seemed to be a little tired. She yawned several times. It is no wonder that she went out early in the morning, took a day's film, and stepped on such high shoes.
Lu Yi hugged Fang Zhu, and his north view of Fang Zhu was unusually dazzling,
"I don't like her the most."
Yan Huan was lying on the quilt, the whole person did not want to talk, and his feet hurt.
"You don't know, she likes to satire me the most, and likes to sarcasm me, saying that my chest is big and brainless, that I am a straw bag, that I have a long face, the most important thing, I don't understand, Why are you with such a woman?" Yan Huan reached out and poked his chest.
"Your vision is unique, really."
Yes, Lu Yi's vision is very unique.
It’s not that person, it doesn’t matter who, Lu Yi put her on the quilt, "Sleep."
"You sleep with me," Yan Huan hugged the quilt, she did not want to sleep alone.
"Okay," Lu Yi took off his coat and lay down, then hugged her from behind.
"Well, sleep."
Yan Huan went to sleep with his eyes closed, and then opened again.
"You said, can she marry in the future?" Yan Huan turned over and asked Landing Yi, to tell the truth, Fang Zhu's temperament, individuals may all be far away.
"Why, you are not sleepy yet?" Lu Yi asked, pinching her face.
"What does this have to do with sleepiness?" Yan Huan wondered, "Let's talk about Fang Zhu's problem now, then you say, if you don't marry her, if she can't marry, is it your fault, or mine?"
"Whether you marry or not, it's everyone else's business," Lu Yi put his chin on Yan Huan's head. "And now, Miss Yan, sleep well, don't forget, you have to wear it tomorrow. Heels from the previous day."
"I forgot all about it," Yan Huan had a headache when he remembered the sin he was going to suffer tomorrow. Uh, sleep fast, sleep more today, and get up early tomorrow.
She clasped Lu Yi's waist tightly and buried her face in his arms.
"Lu Yi..."
"Well," Lu Yi caressed her hair, and returned to her.
"I had a dream."
"What dream?"
Yan Huan twitched his long eyelashes, "It may not be a dream, I always seem to go to a very strange place."
"A strange place, what a strange place?" Lu Yi's fingers lightly paused, and then, if nothing had happened, she stroked them bit by bit, gently along, her hair was not knotted, she His hair is also very smooth.
"Like the Lingering Garden," Yan Huan clasped his waist again, and finally he was almost muttering to himself.
"But I haven't been to the garden a few times, why am I so familiar there, I even know, know..."
"what do you know?"
"There was a man in that room, a woman, but I couldn't see her face..."
"You said, why do I have such a dream?"
As soon as Lu Yi's fingers stopped, he patted her back gently.
"It was just a dream," his voice seemed to be a little light, but he never fell, it was just a dream, yes, it was just a dream, an ordinary dream, and everything in the dream was also false of.
"If you find out that it is actually a dream now, you say, what will happen to you?"
"What is your choice?"
He was asking, but Huan didn’t answer, maybe she couldn’t answer anything. She was asleep, maybe because she was too tired, so she hadn’t had that dream in a long time, and she hadn’t listened in a long time. To that voice.
At night, the sky outside was already dark, and a young man walked in from the outside. He strode forward and squinted, and he also carried a medicine chest in his hand.