Chapter 638 She Can’t Get Married

Where is Lu Qin? No one knows where he has hidden. Anyway, how can a selfish villain like him care about others? The most he can do is shed a few crocodile tears on Weibo. Finally, one more sentence.

Come on, Haishi.

Yan Huan looked forward. At this moment, in front of her, there was a calm river surface, and the river water still had a unique fishy smell, which was not very unpleasant, and the river water was always flowing forward.

From time to time, a pair of men and women holding hands and talking about love passed by her side. Although she couldn't see their faces clearly, she could still feel that the love between those young lovers was budding.

Pure, light, sweet, and astringent

So-called love should be like this.

Until her sight stopped not far away, a woman's hair behind her head, now it is rare to see this hairstyle, the hair is combed meticulously, and there is no messy hair, no matter how long the hair is, it is all tied behind the head, and there is a shiny black dress.

In Yan Huan's two lifetimes, he has only seen such a woman, with this kind of style that has never changed for thousands of years.

Could it really be her?

"I'm sleepy," she didn't want to stand, she wanted to find a place to sit.

Lu Yi looked around, then pulled Yan Huan to the empty lounge chair, he sat down himself, let Yan Huan sit on his legs, the chair was cold, she was still wearing a skirt.

At this time, the wind by the river brought some chill, you may not feel it when you first come down, but after standing for a while, you will feel a little cold.

Lu Yi took off his clothes and covered Yan Huan's shoulders. As long as he was there, she would not be frozen or cold. She was no longer the pitiful and helpless Yan Huan in her previous life, who was about to be drained of blood and her stomach cut open.

Yes, as long as he was there. All her disasters were also blocked by him.

As long as he was there, Yan Huan thought she could believe everything, even if there was a storm at this time, he would protect her. He said that he would protect her until the day he was gone.

Yan Huan believed, she always believed.

"Is it cold?" Lu Yi asked her. The wind blowing on his face was indeed a little cold. The wind by the river has always been like this, so people who come here to cool off at night in Hai City can save some air conditioning fees.

"Not cold," Yan Huan shook her feet in the air, and she put her face in Lu's arms. Lu Yi's body temperature was very high, very warm, not cold at all.

At this time, someone sat down beside them, and Yan Huan didn't care. This was a public place, and everyone was talking about love. No one would feel weird. On the contrary, if someone sat here alone, that would be weird.

Yan Huan was a little drowsy, but she kept one ear open to listen to what others were saying. As a result, the two people sat for a long time without saying a word. How could anyone talk about love like this?

She opened her eyes, and the sea breeze blew the sand, as if it blew through her eyes, and also made her slightly thumped eyelashes stained with a layer of something indescribable, like softness, and also like exploration.

The light from the street lamps fell softly, right on them. The most eye-catching thing was not anything else, but the amazingly shiny head of the person in front of them.

Yes, it was the head, so shiny, so flat, like a nun's head.

The nun's profile was a little stiff, not a very beautiful curve, the curve of the lower jaw was also slightly square, and the temples were also a little concave inward, and her appearance seemed to be mean.

Yan Huan propped up her face, as if she had met an acquaintance

And that person obviously also noticed Yan Huan's gaze. She turned back suddenly and instantly met Yan Huan's eyes blocked by the lens. Yan Huan wanted to smile at her, but he really couldn't.

Enemies meet on a narrow road

Rivals meet.

No jealousy.

Just awkward.

What are you looking at? The man next to Fang Zhu suddenly discovered something and followed Fang Zhu's line of sight. As a result, he saw a shocking face. For men, the first glance at a woman's appearance is based on feelings.

It is said that men look at women first at their breasts, second at their faces, and third at their figures.

When women look at men, they look at their shoes first, hair second, and face third.

Under the hazy light, Yan Huan's facial features are more and more delicate, just like a person in a painting, with the kind of misty delicateness and familiarity that makes people feel familiar.

As a result, when he looked at her again, a hand blocked her face. He wanted to shout loudly, let go of that woman, let me do it.

Lu Yi put his big hand on Yan Huan's shoulder, "It's too late, let's go home."

"Okay," Yan Huan responded, but he was a little helpless thinking that if Fang Zhu didn't change herself in this life, it would be really difficult for her to find a suitable man.

Men are not looking for wives, leaders, or teachers.

What they are looking for is women, wives, and a lifelong companionship, not a life of mutual respect.

She couldn't help but sigh in her heart. She didn't know if she and Fang Zhu were incompatible in this life. Why did nothing good happen whenever they met? No, it was she who would attract peach blossoms, so she'd better not meet Fang Zhu in the future.

"I stole Fang Zhu's man. Do you think Fang Zhu can still get married in the future?"

Yan Huan shook Lu Yi's hand, but it was obvious that Lu Yi was not in a very good mood at this time, as if his wife was robbed by someone. In fact, it was just the opposite. It was her who robbed his wife from another woman, and the marriage that originally belonged to him happened to be that woman's.

"Women can always get married, only men can't get wives," Lu Yi held Yan Huan's hand tightly. He still had good restraint, otherwise, I'm afraid he would have dug out the man's eyes just now.

He suddenly stopped and blocked Yan Huan's eyes with one hand. When he moved away, it was still this delicate and beautiful face. No matter what, it was not enough love.

Yan Huan blinked

"I think there are not many people like you who dare to marry Fang Zhu."

She was telling the truth. Not many people dared to marry a woman like Fang Zhu. If she said true love, she really didn't believe it. She believed in love, but she didn't believe that there would be love in extinction. If Fang Zhu wanted to be extinction for a lifetime, then she would never have true love in her lifetime.

"Well, whether she gets married or not, what does it have to do with me?" Lu Yi asked her, really wanting to pinch her face, "It's better to be ugly."

"Ugly," Yan Huan touched her face, "Which woman wants to be ugly? If she is ugly, you won't like her. She pointed at her face, "Don't tell me that the reason you noticed me at first sight was not because of my pretty face."