Chapter 1260 Does She Dare?

What does she have to do with her? She is ugly, and she is beautiful. They are not in conflict with each other, but Lu Yi has such bad taste that he can fall in love with such a woman. No, this is not poor taste. This is not the case. Just blind

"Miss Yan, Miss Yan..."

The assistant was so frightened that he stood aside. He quickly closed the car door and ran up.

Yan Huan was seen walking while holding his shoes in one hand.

"Miss Yan," the assistant quickly ran over with her bag on her back.

"What are you doing? Why are you trying to make it difficult for yourself?"

"Do I have one?" Yan Huan continued to walk. His feet were quite comfortable on the ground. Even if the road was not uneven, it was still better than wearing high heels. Therefore, these high heels were not used for walking, but For installation.

Now she is not pretending, she wants to walk, she wants to go home, she wants to go back to sleep, yes, she also wants to put her feet into the fish tank, isn't it said that there are fish spas now, just let the fish bite them off What about the bacteria on her feet? I just don’t know if her fish is okay?

When I bought it from her, I didn't say I wanted to eat it again.

I have been raising them for more than two years, but they are useless. They all have fat heads and big ears, but apart from being beautiful, they are of no use?

Well, she will give it a try when she gets home, and maybe she will actually discover that this fish really has such a use. The car behind also roared and passed her.

She curled her lips and walked her own way, even if she was barefoot.

Don't you look down on her?

Doesn't she look down on her?

That ugly thing.

"Miss Yan..."

The assistant touched his face. Looking at Yan Huan's bare feet and the shoes on the side, he felt like crying.

"Well, what's wrong?" Yan Huan continued to walk forward. She had to crawl through the path she chose.

The assistant had a sad face and said, "Miss Yan, how come I never knew that you have such a temperament?"

"Then what do you think I am like?" Yan Huan stopped, wanting to hear what kind of temperament she was like in the eyes of others.

"I thought you were a piece of dough?"

What the assistant said is true. Whatever people say is what they say. Otherwise, it would be impossible to live like this now. Lu Qin said what he said, and Qin Xiaoyue said what he said. They didn't even mean to refuse. All gone.

But she didn't expect that Yan Huan was nothing but a hedgehog. She would prick other people's hands when she was in a hurry.

Yan Huan continued walking with the shoes she was holding. She was dough. This was the first time she had heard of it. Maybe the other meaning was that people like her had no bottom line at all and had no character of their own. She would be flattened and rounded by others. Bar.

"Miss Yan, can you do it?"

The assistant was worried about Yan Huan's feet, and she herself broke out in a cold sweat, not to mention Yan Huan who was now barefoot.

"You'll know after you try it." Yan Huan didn't feel anything. In fact, how should I put it, it's okay. It's just that my feet hurt a little. Moreover, the road I was walking on was a road. There were no hard stones or broken glass on the ground. As long as I didn't prick it, Just hurt your feet.

"I'll treat you to a foot spa later," Yan Huan said to the assistant.

The assistant's eyes suddenly lit up, "Really? What kind of SPA? Where is the SPA? Is it good?"

"Of course," Yan Huan walked for a while and rested for a while. She was still a lady in front of others, but now she was a tomboy, and she was still very classy. When she was almost at home, she put down the high-heeled shoes in her hands. , and then put it on.

After putting it on, she walked forward with her head held high. Like a queen on the red carpet.

The assistant couldn't help but sigh.

This was the legendary sacrifice of saving face and suffering, and she finally saw it.

When they arrived inside, Fang Zhu was sitting on the sofa, still looking at his students' homework. Qin Xiaoyue stood aside with her arms around her. She turned around and looked at Yan Huan up and down for a long time.

"Dressed like a goblin."

Yan Huan pretended not to hear it.

Fang Zhu raised his face and his eyes wandered around Yan Huan's feet for a long time, "If you are short, you will be short. Even if you wear taller shoes, you will still be short."

Yan Huan tucked the hair on her face behind her ears, and then looked back at Fang Zhu with a half-smile.

"Ugly is just as ugly as whether you put on makeup or not."

"Flat is flat, no matter how thick the underwear is, it will still be flat."

This perfect reply, as expected, Fang Zhu's face turned green. A university teacher is good at everything. He has knowledge, culture, status, and has many students.

But no matter how much knowledge she has, it only adds to the thick glasses she wears on her face that represent her academic qualifications, and her face that can almost be said to be ugly when walking among the crowd.

Yan Huan swaggered out and said she was short. She was short. Someone who was only two centimeters taller than her had the nerve to say she was short. If she could wear eighteen centimeter high heels, could her teacher Fang Zhu wear them?

Believe it or not, as long as he is with her, he can kill her in seconds.

Men are all perceptual. The first thing they notice is not the face, the figure, or the temperament. After all these are removed, it is the inner self. Even the outer appearance cannot be seen. Who knows? You can also see what is beautiful in your heart.

Fang Zhu was so angry that her face turned blue, but she was different from Yan Huan. No matter what, she was a role model, a teacher, and an intellectual. Intellectuals were noble. In the past, they were called scholars, but now they are called teachers.

When a scholar met a soldier, he couldn't explain his reason.

When a scholar met a rogue, he couldn't argue with his reason.

And Yan Huan at this time was the rogue. Anyway, she was like this. She had never been to school, she had no culture, no identity, and no knowledge. She had done everything to make money over the years.

She could be kind or evil.

She could be tall or short.

She could be funny or not.

And Fang Zhu, a scholar, would she dare?

Yan Huan raised her head and chest and walked straight into her room. The high heels on her feet also stepped on the ground, making a banging sound.

Qin Xiaoyue looked down on Yan Huan, but she couldn't be attracted to Fang Zhu.

"Someone wants someone so ugly?" She sneered. After damaging this, she damaged that, and then she showed off her things. The more jewelry she had on her body and the more money she had in her hands, the more her sisters envied her and began to flatter her.

But it was also thanks to Qin Xiaoyue's love of showing off. When she showed off, she had no time to trouble Yan Huan. Yan Huan wiped off all the makeup on her face. In the mirror, she saw an overly pale face. I don't know if it was because she didn't see the sun much in the past two years, or because she didn't go out much. She was a little whiter than before, but there was not much blood color.