Yan Zao looked at the words sent by Yan Yuanjing, surprised and nervous, "Who said that?"

Did she have no objection to the kid and expose anything she said?

Yan Yuanjing: "I said it."

Although it was separated by the screen, Yan had already felt Yan Yuanjing's determination.

They grew up together, and she secretly hid so much about Lan Mu, and it was not impossible when it was exposed.

She quickly interrupted the topic, "Don't talk about your business to me."

After sending it out, I immediately posted: "It's time to take the college entrance examination, be responsible for your own life."

Yan Yuanjing: "I don't want to take the college entrance examination anymore."

Yan Zao: "As long as you don't regret it."

Yan Yuanjing: "I will definitely regret it."

Yan Zao: "Then come back to take the exam obediently, and you must comfort Fu Qinwen."

Yan Yuanjing: "She may never pester me again."

Yan Zao: "It's as you wish."

Yan Yuanjing: "Ha!"

With this sound, Yan Zao felt a soreness in his heart. It was not for himself, but for Yan Yuanjing.

He is not a real iceberg, he just doesn't have the courage to melt.

Why!

Yan Zao sighed softly at the screen and said to Yan Yuanjing: "The college entrance examination is over and you can go to Country F to watch the competition."

If he wasn't so obedient, he was also a passionate young man on the basketball court.

It turned out that she felt sorry for herself, but now she felt sorry for Yan Yuanjing even more.

In Yan Yuanjing, she gradually believed that the more obedient the children, the more distressing they felt, because they lived the life they wanted, not the life they wanted.

Yan Yuanjing: "Let's talk about it."

Yan Zao: "Go to bed early."

After chatting with Yan Yuanjing, Yan Zao put down her phone and fell asleep. When she heard the prompt sound of a WeChat message on her phone, she opened her eyes in a daze. It was already dawn.

This is the best sleep she has slept these days.

Before she could fully wake up, she reached out to touch her phone, opened the screen, opened the WeChat message, and saw that it was a WeChat message sent by Lan Mu. She became much more energetic and sat up.

When I opened WeChat, I saw a hand and two fingers pinched together. She confirmed that the hand was Lan Mu's hand, but I hadn't figured out what Lan Mu meant after studying for a long time.

Could it be that your hand was injured?

Yan Zao became nervous and asked quickly: "What's wrong with your finger? Are you injured?"

Lan Mu quickly replied to her: "Bi Xin, I can't even understand this? How behind are you?"

Yan Zao: "..."

A heart-to-heart?

She clicked on the photo again, pulled it up and looked carefully, and saw the hand in the photo, with her thumb and index finger tightly pinching together, and it was very insignificantly intertwined.

She couldn't help laughing, laughing alone on the big bed and rolling backwards.

Who taught him? Isn’t it better? Is this called comparing the heart? He didn’t say it, and she really didn’t realize that he was comparing the heart.

Yan Zao burst into tears. She pinched her left thumb and index finger and made a standard heart-to-heart chart. She took a photo and sent it to Lan Mu, "That's the heart-to-heart chart. Your fingers are stuck with 502 glue, and you are mentally retarded."

Lan Mu: "I understand, I reluctantly accept your heart."

Yan Zao: "..."

Can this be tricked?

Forget it, for his own initiative to show his favor, let him keep his last pride.

She asked, “Aren’t you busy today?”

Lan Mu: "Don't you have to take time to satisfy you when you are busy? You miss me so much."

Yan Zao stared at Lan Mu's message for two or three seconds and then replied to him: "You don't have to take the time at all, keep busy."

After the news was sent, she got out of bed and opened the curtains. The sun was already rising. Her eyes were a little dazzling. She turned her head and dodged for a moment, raised her hand and stretched comfortably.

The phone came again on WeChat prompt. She smiled and turned around, picked up the phone, and Lan Mu sent a selfie.

It's still straight at the angle, but this time I got the phone a little farther away from it, and my body was exposed a little more.

I was wearing a white shirt and my hair was refreshing and neat. I looked at the corners of my mouth slightly raised.

I'm dressed so formally and I feel very good. What are you doing?

Yan Zao stared at the photo and suddenly found a woman in a black sweater standing behind Lan Mu. She had a blond hair, probably a foreigner. Looking closely, the woman seemed to be smiling at Lan Mu's camera.

She immediately asked, "Who is the woman behind you?"

I asked without thinking about it.

Lan Mu: "Fan."

Yan Zao: "The fans have such a good figure."

Lan Mu: "You envy?"

Yan Zao: "I envy the hammer. I'm going to get up. If you don't go back to sleep, why are you waving?"

Then she clicked on the photo to enlarge it, looking at the blonde woman behind Lan Mu. Judging from the proportions, she was probably 1.8 meters tall and had a very thin waist...

Every time she studied, she would touch her own place. The more she compared her comparison, the more she felt uncomfortable, and she began to wonder if Lan Mu liked big breasts and big butts.

She has never been so unconfident.

When she meets this guy, she has to worry about everything, and she is obviously very good.

Why?

The more I think about it, the more I feel unwilling to give up. I want to scold people, "Idiot."

Lan Mu: "???"

What's going on?

"Hurry up..."

Yan Zao was typing, and Lan Mu suddenly posted a video over. She clicked and answered, "What are you doing?"

She forgot to wake up, her face had not been washed, her hair had not been tidyed, her pajamas were also exposed on one side of her shoulders, while her shoulders were low, and her lips were a little dry.

Lan Mu said disgustedly: "You have not washed your hair or combed your face, so you have never seen a sloppy woman like you."

Yan Zao realized her condition only then, so she quickly turned off the camera.

She was worried that her appearance would not attract Lan Mu as much as those outsiders. She was even less confident when Lan Mu disliked her and angrily called him: "I'm not sloppy, don't look at it."

She turned off the camera directly.

"Open!"

Lan Mu's commanding tone.

The straight man was sarcastic about him, "I haven't seen what you look like before? I've seen all the way out of the dirty ditch."

Yan Zao gritted his teeth in anger, "Shut up."

As soon as she finished speaking, a mature woman suddenly came to Lan Mu to the camera and greeted Lan Mu with a smile, "Mu."

The black sweater, long blonde hair, confirmed that the hair and sweater were the woman standing behind Lan Mu when she was taking a selfie just now.

Lan Mu heard the woman calling him, and smiled and looked back at the woman.

The woman came behind Lan Mu and reached out to put her hand on Lan Mu's shoulder, "I'll leave first, see you tomorrow."

Every move shows the charm of a mature woman.

Lan Mu nodded to the woman with a smile, and his attitude was also very friendly.

Apart from Yu Yesang, Yan had never seen Lan Mu be so friendly to any woman.

She felt a little uncomfortable and died of the video.
Chapter completed!