Chapter 806 Like a Ghost

She closed her eyes and let the wind blow gently on her face, like feathers touching each other lightly, one by one, very comfortable.

In the blink of an eye, the beauty has aged, and the face has withered.

Soon after, when she opened her eyes again, she was already covered with a piece of clothing. The familiar smell still seemed to be the smell of kapok, but it was no longer as clean as in the past. He sat up, lowered his head, and looked at the coat he was wearing. It was dark, the most popular color. The fabric of the clothes was very soft and made of custom-made wool. Yan Huan was no stranger to this piece of clothing. When she was filming abroad, she specially made Lu Yi's height and weight custom-made for him. Lu Yi always liked to wear it. Sometimes this one piece can cope with a whole winter, and other clothes can be worn. They were all thrown into the closet by him, and there were even many that he had never seen him get on top of.

She picked up the clothes and threw them aside.

He patted his clothes again and turned around to leave.

Not long after, Lu Yi came over again, picked up his clothes from the ground, and then shook his head gently.

Still the same big temper.

"How's it going? Did you get rejected?"

Mr. Lu rolled his eyes at his grandson and said, "You must bear the responsibility for the wrong things you do."

Lu Yi buttoned up his clothes, "Grandpa, when did you like her? You didn't like her very much before."

"Do you care?" Mr. Lu snorted coldly. Who he hates and who he likes is his business. Is it possible that his preference should be left to others to decide?

Lu Yi didn't help Mr. Lu, he straightened his clothes and walked outside.

Mr. Lu tapped the table with his fingers, "Don't come over tomorrow."

Lu Yi stopped and still didn't say anything.

Yan Huan carried a bunch of things and walked outside a garden-style house, then knocked on the door. Not long after, someone came and opened the door. When he saw it was Yan Huan, he quickly let her in.

Yan Huan walked in, took off her shoes at the door, and went in barefoot without changing into slippers. It wasn't cold outside, and it was even warmer inside. The ground was covered with a thick layer of mats. At this time, a little chubby girl staggered out. When she saw Yan Huan, her lotus-like legs ran even more happily.

She threw herself into Yan Huan's arms. Her little face was so plump and tender that you could pinch it. Her eyes were round and big, and her little mouth was rosy. She was very beautiful.

"all……"

The little girl opened her mouth and wanted to speak from time to time, but in the end she could only choke out two syllables like "yiyi" or "yiyi".

Yan Huan knew what the little girl was talking about.

Yan Huan picked up the little chubby girl. After weighing it, she realized that it had grown again. She pinched the little chubby girl's face again and said, "Mengmeng, do you miss your aunt?"

"I think," the little girl nodded her little head vigorously. I don't know if this little girl is also a beauty control or something, but she just likes her very much.

"She misses you the most. My daughter likes beautiful things. She loves your face very much." Liang Chen came out with a milk bottle in his hand.

As soon as the little girl saw the bottle, she stretched out her two chubby hands for her to hold.

"Mommy, it's full."

Liang Chendang put the baby bottle aside, then stretched out his hand to pick up her daughter, and then placed the baby bottle on her little hand. The little girl's long white hair was really beautiful. Such a beautiful child, too. I inherited my mother's beauty.

As she drank, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, twinkling and twinkling, and they were about one centimeter long. The children were so cute, and they were the little angels sent to them by God.

Yan Huan also sat down, and then played with the little guy's little and tender feet. They were also chubby. It seemed that they were fat everywhere, and there was really no trace of thinness at all.

Liang Chen asked Yan Huan if he was not ready to make a comeback. Seeing so many newcomers getting closer and closer to him, he didn't feel uncomfortable.

"What about you?" Yan Huan did not answer, but asked her, "Did you feel uncomfortable when you met me back then?"

"Yes," Liang Chen pinched his daughter's chubby face and kissed her face hard, "How can it not be uncomfortable? I just want to be the front wave on the beach that was beaten to death. I I was so melancholy that I wanted to kick you out of the crew, but then I thought about it. I, the former waver, will always be photographed to death. It’s not you who knows someone else, and I think you are quite pleasing to the eye. Fortunately, I didn’t do it at the time. Kick you out, otherwise I wouldn’t have such a peaceful life now, and I wouldn’t have such a beautiful and lovely daughter.”

The little girl may also know that her mother is talking about her. She smiles with her little mouth open. The baby is more than one year old. Not only is she beautiful, but she is also very cute and well-behaved. She has just learned to walk and talk. She also loves to eat recently. Small hands.

Liang Chen played with his daughter for a while, but the little girl was sleepy, rubbing her eyes and about to go to sleep.

Yan Huan knows the habits of children. Anyway, after eating milk, they will definitely feel sleepy. Of course, they will sleep for a long time when they fall asleep. For children, they are less awake and more asleep, even when they are cold. Sometimes Chen wants her daughter to play with her for a while, but it doesn't work.

After putting the little girl in the bedroom and pulling the quilt over her, Liang Chen came out.

How much a woman can change depends on who she changes.

Maybe even Liang Chen herself didn't expect that one day, she would give up her favorite career and become a good wife and mother. She hugged her daughter every day and couldn't love her enough.

When she came out again, Yan Huan was holding a cup and looking out the window absent-mindedly. She didn't know what she was looking at. At this time, it was March, when there was a shortage of food, and there was nothing to see or think about.

"Are you asleep?" Yan Huan asked Liang Chen. Every time she came, the little girl was sleeping. Today was good, and she could play with the little girl for a while longer.

"Well, she sleeps a lot in a day, basically she sleeps after eating," thinking of her daughter who was as white and tender as a bun, Liang Chen's heart was soft.

"You have been washed white," Liang Chen also took a cup, and then put the cup to her lips, and also followed Yan Huan's sight. In fact, there was nothing, maybe there was no scenery. Maybe in Yan Huan's eyes, it was scenery, but she couldn't see anything.

"I know," Yan Huan didn't seem to care too much about these things. It didn't matter whether she was whitewashed or not. She was not planning to return to the entertainment industry anyway.