Chapter 350: Suitors

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Even if she gritted her teeth, she would stick to it.
"Well, I think this is feasible," Song Xihua stood up. "I'll go and contact the organizer. We'll start tomorrow. You..." He pointed to Yan Huan again, "Is it possible?"
"Yes," Yan Huan just didn't want to go. "It doesn't mean that she can't go."
"That's good," Song Xihua turned and walked past. However, after walking a few steps, he turned back and saw Yan Huan bowing his eyebrows at this time, the delicate facial features rubbed into a thin yang, white and clean His skin was slightly transparent, and his heart didn't know why, but he missed a beat.
In fact, it’s okay. He smiled abruptly, obviously it was a microsecond decision.
Of course, he still needs to think about it. He put his hand on the doorknob, and just opened the door. As a result, a man came in. His pupil shrank slightly against his front.
"Lu Yi?"
Lu Yi lifted his eyelids lightly, oh, know him.
However, it is obviously not a strange thing to know him. Although he is not a star, his exposure in the sea market is not low. It is normal to know him.
And Song Xihua frowned involuntarily, as if something was depressed in her heart, and she felt very uncomfortable.
Lu Yi turned and walked over, then sat next to Yan Huan, and then extended her hand on her forehead. "What do you want to eat today?"
Yan Huan hugged his arm, "I want to eat crayfish."
"Think about it," Lu Yi knocked on her forehead. "I'm injured, and I want to eat seafood?"
Yan Huan finally had a desire to eat something, and now it was better to not give her food.
Song Xihua's back was a bit stiff, and after a while, he went out, but his steps were heavier than before. Yan Huan rested himself and his head on Lu Yi's shoulder.
She has lived a whole life longer, so some people's feelings are to her, it is easy to feel that some things can happen, some feelings should not exist, and they end before they have begun. It is not a good thing.
What do you want to do if there are no results?
What do people who do not have results do?
"Your suitor?" Lu Yi gently stroked her hair.
"Is Prosecutor Lu jealous, or is he not confident in himself?" Yan Huan laughed down on his shoulder socket. It turned out that she said, how could she smell a sour taste.
"What do you say?" Lu Yi pinched Yan Huan's face. "I let go of your hand, but it wasn't that you asked me to look for danger everywhere, and then one more suitor."
"This proves that I see everyone and love each other," Yan Huan is quite confident about this, not narcissistic. Actresses like her are young, famous, and handsome, and they lifted up casually. When you start, there will be many men bending down for her. Knife down the pan for her.
"Come one and hit one," Lu Yiyin's face fell, "I'll hit one pair if two."
Yan Huan hugged Lu Yi's waist tightly again, shrinking his entire body into his arms.
I don’t love anyone in this life, I don’t love anyone, I love you alone...
"Fool," Lu Yi gently rubbed the top of his head.
If there is a moment, you will be moved and want to make your tears flow.
Do you have a moment of gratitude for wanting you to kneel in front of the Buddha?
Do you have an impulse for a moment, even if you die in this life, you are willing to.
Because you met
Because I met.
Because I met you.
A helicopter stopped at a hill not far away.
Lu Yi stretched out his hand, arranged the clothes on Yan Huan's body, and then helped her carry a backpack. "Be careful yourself."
"I will," Yan Huan smiled brightly at him, then got off the plane, his feet were on the ground, and there was not much pain. Although the wound was not good, but the shoes were bought a little larger, it was not so uncomfortable. .
Being a person has a beginning and an end, and doing things is the same.
Let her just give up, to be honest, she was very unwilling, suffering, and suffering. The injury also came. Why did she give up here, let others pick up the cheap, and nibble the fruit of the victory that she planted by herself.
Even if the fruit was fed to the dog, she could not have Su Muran eat it.
Song Xihua's complexion was not very good, and she always kept a cold face, especially when she saw Lu Yi, the kind of unhappiness that was not hidden, I believe that a fool can feel it.
This is the jealousy and unwillingness that you can't get.
In fact, we can't say who is good and who is bad, we can only say, because we met first.
Yan Huan put his hands on his own eyes, and in front of them were all pawns filled with various colors. This was already the destination, and when they arrived, they finally arrived.
"Speech," Suddenly, Song Xihua's voice rang behind her. She turned around and saw Song Xihua's eyes, revealing some complicated things.
It is hidden, transparent, tangled and complicated.
"Yan Huan, if you are given another choice, will you be close to others?"
Song Xihua asked Yan Huan, instead of mentioning himself or Lu Yi, he offered a choice, an opportunity to choose, and one to have other opportunities.
There is no reason for it. The companionship of this way, the life and death of this way, and finally it is only a program. He can't accept it, nor can he accept it.
"No," Yan Huan smiled, her answer without a trace of hesitation, not just not.
"Why?" Song Xihua is puzzled. People's hearts are always easy to change. He doesn't feel how good Lu Yi is. Lu Yi's temperament is too rigid to suit her, is he more suitable?
Their careers are equivalent, they can understand, they can depend on each other, isn't it good?
"Because it's him," when Yan Huan thought of her last life, some things she didn't know, maybe she could understand that the fault of the last life was to make her come back to make up for her life.
Because it is him, it can only be him.
"Let's go," she turned around, wanting to get to the place earlier, and then let Lu Yi take her to eat crayfish.
It was just that she took a step forward and her arms were pulled.
"Am I bad?"
Song Xihua was so kind to a woman for the first time. In this circle, he has always been known for being cold. It is really not easy for him to say such things.
And he was not reconciled, obviously, met.
Yan Huan stopped, then turned his head and smiled at him, without any meaning, softly and faintly, with the fresh wind in the mountains just blowing off a strand of hair on her face In the slight movement, just like the thin net, it wraps the dense heart of a man.
"Am I bad?"
Song Xihua asked again.