Su Huan picked up a roll of paperwork on the table, walked to the door, and looked at her with an impatient look.

Yan Zhizheng was inexplicable, she didn't know where she had offended this Buddha, and she was despised for three days.

"Are you still leaving?"

Yan Zhi then remembered that she had just taken a walk, and she squeezed out a smile helplessly, and quickly followed, while slandering,

Su Huan, a dead straight man, can never grasp the key point in his speech.

In May, the grass and trees are luxuriant, all kinds of carefully cultivated flowers are hidden in the meantime, on the grass and trees, the warbler song flows, and the lake is silent, like a piece of good forest jade on the head of the water.

Seeing this scene, Su Huan was obviously in a better mood, and his eyebrows were between his eyebrows

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