Chapter 1393 Why Is It None of Her Business?
"My feet hurt," she pouted with a look of complaint on her face. No matter which woman she is, no one can stand standing in high heels for a day.
Therefore, you can only see my beautiful standing posture, elegant figure, and dazzling appearance standing there, but you don’t know what I am enduring, the feeling of almost stepping on the ground with my toes. , no doubt no less painful than the little mermaid stepping on a sharp knife step by step.
Sometimes a woman's beauty is also filled with all kinds of pain. Not to mention, some women even need a knife here and an injection there.
Lu Yi pinched her feet and said, "Soak them in boiling water for a while. Who told you to wear such high shoes?"
"It's necessary for work," Yan Huan snuggled her body into his arms, like a spoiled kitten. She didn't want to wear it, but this was her profession and she had to have her professional ethics. Yes, right?
"You, you..."
It took Fang Zhu a long time to react. She stretched out her hand, but her voice was almost unable to come out. She was like her husband and mistress who were caught cheating on each other and wanted to tear them into pieces.
We are fine
Yan Huan tightened her grip on Lu Yi's neck and pressed her face against Lu Yi's.
"By the way, Miss Yan, why did you come to my house?"
"Yan Huan, you are so charming!" Fang Zhu shouted and stood up. Fortunately, she had a lot of knowledge and she also had a lot of books. But now, she could only say this sentence, that is Just this sentence.
Water-borne flowers, does she have it? Yan Huan has never done that. She is obviously very dedicated, okay?
"Lu Yi, are you doing this to my Xiaozhu?" Mother Fang was so angry that she stood up with her daughter and began to accuse Lu Yi.
The expressions and movements of the two mother and daughter are almost identical.
"Fang Zhu and I have separated," Lu Yi has repeated many times that he and Fang Zhu broke up.
"Then you can't stop being with her..."
Fang Zhu shook her head because she couldn't believe that Lu Yi was actually with Yan Huan, and Yan Huan was his party sister-in-law.
"Why can't I be with him?" Yan Huan glanced at the two mother and daughter lightly, "He is my husband, why can't I be with him?"
Fang Zhu suddenly felt that his head was covered and he couldn't hear anything. There was only that sentence, he is my husband, he is my husband...
They are married, how can they get married...
"Miss Fang, I didn't make it public that you were trying to stop me from grabbing someone," Lu Yi gently stroked Yan Huan's hair, and the words coming out of his mouth were like ice beads, "I also hope that some Miss Fang had better not tell anyone about it, otherwise, the Fang family will be careful."
Fang Zhu's face stiffened again. Lu Yi was threatening her. He was actually threatening her. If she dared to say anything, he would deal with the Fang family, right? But how could this be possible? How could Lu Yi and Yan Huan be together? together.
Obviously, Yan Huan is Lu Qin's woman.
"Aunt Fang, Miss Fang, please..."
Lu Yi chased away the guest because Yan Huan seemed a little tired. She yawned several times. No wonder, she went out early in the morning and shot for a whole day, and she had to wear such high shoes.
Lu Yi picked up Fang Zhu, and Fang Zhu looked extremely dazzling from his north view.
"I dislike her the most."
Yan Huan was lying on the quilt. He didn't want to talk and his feet hurt.
"You don't know, she liked to ridicule me the most, and she also liked to make fun of me. She said that I had big breasts and no brains, that I was a fool, and that I had a face for nothing. The most important thing was that I didn't understand. Why are you with a woman like that?" Yan Huan reached out and poked his chest.
"You have a unique vision, really."
Yes, Lu Yi's vision is very unique.
It doesn't matter who it is, it doesn't matter who it is. Lu Yi pulled the quilt for her, "Go to sleep."
"You sleep with me," Yan Huan hugged the quilt. She didn't want to sleep alone.
"Okay," Lu Yi took off his coat, then lay down and hugged her from behind.
"Well, go to sleep."
Yan Huan slept with his eyes closed, and then opened them again.
"Do you think she can get married in the future?" Yan Huan turned over and asked Lu Yi. To be honest, everyone would probably stay away from Fang Zhu's temperament.
"What, you're not sleepy yet?" Lu Yi pinched her face and asked.
"What does this have to do with being trapped?" Yan Huan was puzzled, "Now let's talk about Fang Zhu's problem, then tell me, if you don't marry her, if she can't get married, is it your fault or is it your fault? mine?"
"Whether you marry or not is someone else's business." Lu Yi put his chin on top of Yan Huan's head, "And now, Miss Yan, go to bed and don't forget, you will have to wear your clothes again tomorrow." High heels from last day.”
"I forgot all about it." Yan Huan felt a little headache when he thought about the suffering he would have to endure tomorrow. Well, then go to bed quickly. If you sleep a little longer today, you can wake up early tomorrow.
She hugged Lu Yi's waist tightly and buried her face in his arms.
"Lu Yi..."
"Yes," Lu Yi gently stroked her hair and returned her reply.
"I had a dream."
"What dream?"
Yan Huan trembled her long eyelashes, "Maybe it's not a dream, I always seem to go to a very strange place."
"A strange place, what strange place?" Lu Yi's fingers paused lightly, and then he stroked her gently bit by bit as if nothing had happened, gently smoothing her hair. Her hair was not knotted, and her hair was also very smooth.
"Like Liuyuan," Yan Huan hugged his waist again, and finally almost muttered to herself.
"But I haven't been to Liuyuan many times, why am I so familiar with it, I even know, know..."
"Know what?"
"There is a person in that room, a woman, but I can't see her face clearly..."
"Tell me, why do I have such a dream?"
Lu Yi's fingers stopped, and he still patted her back gently.
"It was just a dream," his voice seemed a little light, but it never fell. It was just a dream, yes, it was just a dream, an ordinary dream, and everything in the dream was fake.
"If you find out that this is actually a dream, what will you do?"
"What's your choice?"
He asked, but Yan Huan didn't answer. Maybe she couldn't answer anything. She had fallen asleep. Maybe because she was too tired, she hadn't had that dream for a long time, and she hadn't heard that voice for a long time.
At night, it was dark outside, and a young man walked in from outside. He strode forward, looking straight ahead, and he was holding a medicine box in his hand.