Chapter 149 She Is No Longer a Little Girl

"Huanhuan, why are you walking so fast?"

Yiling trotted to catch up. How come she never knew that Yanhuan was so fast and still wore a pair of high heels.

After opening the door and entering, Yanhuan put Xiaodouzi down. The room had been cleaned when they came back. Otherwise, if they cleaned it again in such a short time, they might not be able to sleep. Yanhuan knew this kind of life. She had been through this before, so she knew it very well. Of course, she also knew how to arrange it so that she could make better use of time and have a good rest.

"Huanhuan, what are we going to eat tonight?" Yiling lay on the sofa and touched her stomach, "I'm so hungry."

"What do you want to eat?" Fang Huan patted Yiling's head with Xiaodouzi's little paw. In fact, she was also hungry, but not as exaggerated as Yiling.

"I want to eat the box lunch of the crew."

Yiling said in a rather unpromising way.

Yan Huan: "..."

At night, Yan Huan put on a hat and a scarf, and then put on a pair of plain glasses, and wrapped herself up tightly.

"You are still a great beauty even if you are like this," Yi Ling pinched Yan Huan's face, "If you want to blame someone, blame your mother for giving birth to you too beautifully."

Yan Huan blinked her eyes, but she always felt that she was not like her.

She didn't know whether she was popular now, but it was safe to pretend.

"Let's go," Yi Ling patted Xiao Douzi's head, and Xiao Douzi raised his head and looked at her, and continued to sleep in the nest.

Yiling grabbed Xiao Douzi's little paw and rubbed it well. Only then was she satisfied and went out to eat with Yan Huan.

As soon as she went out, a cold wind blew in, very cold.

Yan Huan blew a breath of hot air into her hand. Time passed so quickly. When she came back, it was not so cold yet. It might still be spring. She had not celebrated her twentieth birthday, but now it was winter, and she had already celebrated her twentieth birthday. She was really twenty-one years old.

After tying her scarf, she followed Yi Ling and prepared to find something to eat.

"Let's go to this one," Yan Huan pointed to a door. This was a dumpling shop, which was quite famous here. The dumplings here were fat but not greasy, thin but not dry, with tender skin and meat, and the appearance of the dumplings was also very beautiful.

Of course, it was also quite expensive.

Yan Huan didn't care, she wasn't too hungry.

Yi Ling ordered two dumplings, one vegetarian and one meat. While waiting for the dumplings to be served, she took out her mobile phone and habitually checked Yan Huan's Weibo.

Another increase in fans. Her eyes were about to prick people. Now as long as she opened Weibo, Yan Huan's fans would increase a lot, and the number was still climbing at a terrifying speed.

Yan Huan didn't look at her phone very often. She was afraid that her eyes were not good, and it would be inconvenient to wear glasses. She propped her hands on the table and began to close her eyes to rest, but she heard someone talking around her.

"Have you watched Xun Xian?" Several little girls started chattering and couldn't stop, as if they were still discussing enthusiastically. However, Yan Huan seemed to have forgotten that, in fact, she is still a little girl now. To be honest, there are many university students now who are older than her. However, if you add her age in her last life, she is nearly 30 years old. Although her age has not changed, her mentality is much older.