After simply tidying up, the book kite stretched her waist, raised her eyes, and her eyes hit Yun Mo who was sitting directly opposite, I don't know if it was an illusion or what, she seemed to see that for a moment, there was an obvious smile on the corner of Yun Mo's mouth.

In the morning, the book kite was familiar with the environment, and the few photos taken were not very satisfactory, she dragged her cheeks, and a bottle of milk fell on the table.

Yun Mo had sugar in his mouth, and his eyes were not as sharp as before: "I'll take you out to eat later." ”

The book kite glanced at the time of the clock on the wall: "Okay." ”

Xiaoliu was practicing aiming, covering his mouth and smiling.

Outside the window, the shadows of the trees swayed, and the cold of winter melted a little in the sun.

Yun Mo leaned against the corner of the table and stared at Xiao Liulian aiming, his dark eyes were full of calm, and there was always a cold aura around him.

Shukite raised the camera, the photo freezes, he is very photogenic, he is arrogant and uninhibited in the photo, if he changes clothes, it is difficult to recognize him in the student group.

Xiao Liu panicked, and missed a few hits: "Captain, you are staring at me and afraid." ”

Yun Mo's eyes narrowed: "Your broken technique, you are qualified to be afraid?" ”

"Captain......

After taking a few photos to enter the data, Shu Kite walked over and winked at Xiao Liu: "Captain, I'm a little hungry." ”

Xiao Liu instantly understood, and his round eyes flashed.

Shu Kite put on his clothes and followed behind Yun Mo, and he asked her, "What do you want to eat?" ”

"Everything."

Behind him, the forest bureau passed by and saw the book kite's beautiful face, and the light was shining from the bottom of his eyes.

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Yunshan Pavilion Studio.

In the glass painting room, there are various portraits on all sides, most of which are the figure of a girl.

It is manifested in various paintings, and the girl has a beautiful figure and a smile like a flower.

It was the eighteen-year-old book kite.

Su Yan leaned back on the recliner, flipped through the information in his hand, and glanced at it fiercely with deep eyebrows.

smashed the thing in his hand on the person who came: "Big brother, can you use your brain, I can guess this thing, you can check it?" Get out of here, don't get out of the way. ”

On the pure white floor, a piece of paper slowly fell, the personal information of the book kite.

Han Jing walked over with a cigarette in his mouth and nestled on the sofa: "Yo, who made our little ancestor angry." ”

Su Yan kicked him and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Don't make Lao Tzu's sofa dirty." ”

Yes, this little ancestor started a temper, and the six relatives did not recognize it.

Han Jing jumped to the sofa farther away with a pillow, can't he hide if he can't be provoked!

He looked at Su Yan's wrapped calf, and changed his previous cynicism: "That sister of yours is very ruthless." ”

Su Yan bit the cigarette in his mouth and took the lighter thrown by Han Jing, the fire flickered and dimmed, and the man's dark brown eyes were full of ruthlessness.

The corners of his lips hooked up wickedly, like a mediocre emperor in ancient times: "If she can't kill me, I'll kill her." ”

People who are too ambitious will eventually die at their own hands.

"Holy." Han Jing pointed to the half-painted painting on the easel, very excited: "Have you seen the lover of your dreams?" ”

He knew that Su Yan had a girl who had been looking for four years, and he also knew that the girl was the person that this little ancestor had in his heart.

Su Yan's eyes softened a little, his fingertips touched lightly, half of the cigarette ash was sprinkled on the table, and his tone was pleasant: "Hmm." ”

If Su Ying hadn't found someone to design a car accident, he would have met her by now.

Han Jing leaned lazily on the sofa and sighed: "The little ancestor is going to get rid of the single." ”

Do you want to buy a firecracker to celebrate?

The only heir of the Su family, sitting on the country, which woman is not rushing forward and back.

Su Yan exhaled a puff of smoke and blurred his well-defined eyebrows.

He didn't go back to Han Jing and smiled.

It's almost there.

When this mess is dealt with, he will take her around the world. Hold the best things in the world in front of the best.

Bow down to her.

Sweet.