Chapter 150 It Turns Out that Someone Likes Her

The discussion among the little girls continued.

"I like Yan Baixuan so much, he's so handsome."

Then the big flowers and the little flowers were about to smash people to death, and maybe even the idols were smashed to death.

"I still like Liang Chen. She deserves to be a movie queen. Even though she is thirty-two years old, she can still play a sixteen-year-old girl to such an extent. She is sixteen years old than sixteen."

"I like Si Nanchong. He's smiling. This is my husband. You don't want me to rob him."

Yan Huan was a little disappointed. As expected, no one liked her.

"However, Qing Yao's acting skills are really amazing. At this time, another voice came in. The first time she appeared on the scene, she made my face bleed. I was completely confused."

"Yes, her acting skills are great," another person kept nodding in response, "Although I have my idol, I am willing to be her fan again. The Qing Yao she plays is so fairy-like, every time Whenever I encounter her scene, I have to watch it several times.”

Even so, he kept echoing with others.

I guess everyone thinks the same thing about heroes.

Yan Huan's face, hidden under the scarf, suddenly brightened up like flowers blooming in spring.

Everyone likes to hear good words, everyone likes to hear nice words, and everyone wants to hear true nice words.

"Come on, come on," Yi Ling hurriedly brought a big bowl over, then put the chopsticks in Yan Huan's hand, and couldn't wait to pick one up and eat it. I haven't eaten in a long time, but I I still think the dumplings you make are the most delicious.

Yan Huan also picked up a dumpling and took a bite. The skin of the dumpling was indeed very thin. Although it was vegetarian, it was quite delicious. In fact, she still felt that her mother's dumplings were the most delicious in her life. I can’t taste that taste either.

She ate it bit by bit, and some mist came out of her eyes.

Yi Ling's taste was indeed quite good. She ate two-thirds of a large bowl of dumplings, while Yan Huan only ate one-third. Anyway, the two of them had always been like this, they could always divide the work and complete the tasks.

"Let's go," Yi Ling stood up and touched her belly. Alas, she was really full and satisfied. Is there anything in this world that makes people feel happier than having a full stomach?

Yan Huan also stood up, but her scarf fell down, revealing her unpainted face, but it was still a very delicate little face.

She quickly tied her scarf and followed Yi Ling out.

With a clang, several girls dropped their chopsticks on the table.

"Am I right? That person just now was Yan Huan? She was sitting next to us, not more than one meter away from us."

"Did you see it wrong?" Another person asked uncertainly.

"It's her, it's hers," a girl rushed out impatiently, wanting to sign an autograph and take a photo with her idol. But when they followed her out, no one was seen in front of them. .

At this time, Yan Huan and Yi Ling were already sitting in a taxi, rushing back to the small apartment on the floor where they lived.

When we got back, it was almost ten o'clock, and Yan Huan was actually about to fall asleep while sitting in the car. After all, she had been riding all the way back, and until now she was still in non-stop, and she hadn't even had a good relationship with Xiaodouzi. Little Douzi followed the owner's feet pitifully for a long time, but the owner just ignored it.