Chapter 18: The President's Little Cutie (18)

"He only dances with me." Yun Yao was very slow to bite the words, for fear that she would not be able to hear.

The girl glanced at her and smiled: "Sir, this is your sister?" It's cute. ā€

Yun Yao glared at her, nonsense, she's not cute!

Cute is a description of a rabbit.

She likes to eat rabbits the most, so fragrant......

Wrong.

I was almost led astray by her.

"Chu Lan, he only dances with me, he doesn't dance with you!"

Hearing her call out her name, the girl was surprised: "It turns out that you are Mr. Chu, and you have admired your name for a long time." ā€

"Little sister, you're not dressed for dancing."

Yun Yao: "Yes, I can jump!" ā€

As she spoke, she also shook Chu Lan's hand: "Chu Lan, don't dance with her, okay?" ā€

Chu Lan: "......"

Seeing that there was no play, the girl shrugged her shoulders and left.

Seeing that the person left, Yun Yao breathed a sigh of relief: "Chu Lan, you are so good!" ā€

Chu Lan: "......"

"You're going to wait until you're full before dancing?" Chu Lan wrinkled her brows, how much had she eaten?

Yun Yao swallowed the cake and shook his head: "I don't dance." ā€

"That's not what you just said."

"I—I can't dance." Yun Yao hung his head, not daring to look at him.

If she could jump, she would have dragged Chu Lan to jump a long time ago, where would she sit here.

"Also, my feet hurt and I can't jump."

She now struggles to walk, where can she dance.

She thought it was good to sit.

Chu Lan: "...... If you don't jump, I can't jump either? ā€

Yun Yao thought about it and felt that there was nothing wrong, "Chu Lan, can you bear to watch me alone and go dancing by yourself?" ā€

"Patience!"

......Hearing this, she was stunned and turned her head to look at another plate of pastries.

It's like nothing happened.

"Chu Lan, are you drinking? I'll pour it for you. ā€

Chu Lan: "...... Don't drink. ā€

He couldn't help but look at her mouth: "You don't wipe off your lipstick when you eat?" ā€

Isn't she worried about eating lipstick?

Yun Yao's eyes lit up, and sure enough, the flaming red lips that his cousin said were effective.

She looked proud: "Don't worry, no matter how much I eat or drink this, I won't drop it." ā€

My cousin said that this is the most expensive and best to use.

Han Qingyan, who was not far away, saw her, stumbled and grabbed Han Qingyuan next to her.

"Tell me, she didn't use mine."

Han Qingyuan glanced at her, then at her: "That's right, it's yours." ā€

Han Qingyan: "......"

!!

Cousin, I'm not done with you!!

That's what she saved half a year's pocket money to buy!!

Yun Yao, who didn't know that she was on the verge of an outburst, was happily persuading her to drink at this time.

"Chu Lan, do you really not drink?"

"Don't drink it."

"Drink a little, this is delicious."

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ā€

"Chu Lan, why don't you speak?"

"Because he saw me!!" A faint voice sounded behind him.

Yun Yao turned his head with a surprised face: "Cousin, where have you been?" I've been looking for you for a long time. ā€

"What the hell are you smearing? I'm giving you such a bad lipstick?! ā€

Hearing her angry words, Yun Yao hesitated: "It's not the flaming red lips you said?" ā€

She thought, that is, it must be red enough, very red, very red!

Han Qingyan was almost stunned, and his voice was a little empty: "What about the rest?" Is there anything left? ā€

Yun Yao obediently took out the stick from his bag.

Seeing that there was only a little left, Han Qingyan almost went up to fight with her.

dared to be pulled by Han Qingyuan.

"You ......"

"Cousin, you don't paint too much, why is this all?" Han Qingyuan tried his best to stabilize her.