"When do you think you can marry the Great Demon King?"

Lin Qingyin's eyebrows moved slightly: "Huh? ”

She replied in between exchanging ideas with the photographer: "Within five years." ”

Zero-Zero: ???

Spicy chicken host, I don't know if the progress bar is long.

Lin Qingyin got into the car back to the old house: "You can say it another way, I'll marry him." ”

Zero-Zero: ?!!

"You go dreaming."

Zero Zero hummed and chirped offline.

#朱颜绝美海报#

- My sister is on the hot search again!

- This is me!

Capital.

A certain president of Dorjin exuded low air pressure all over his body.

Zhu Yan?

Scold.

Luo Luo: Do you see how beautiful you are!

Silly girl.

Ji Yunchuan waved his hand and instructed the company's public relations team to give Shen Luo the first hot search tomorrow.

The girl you like is the one who deserves the best!

The next day.

#花家小少爷送朱颜报道#

#花家小少爷#

#朱颜令人慕#

#沈洛新剧#

Luo Luo: Ahhhhh

Ji Yunchuan smiled.

Very good, Zhu Yan completely and completely caught his attention.

"Zhu Yan is also worthy?"

The warbler grass fist landed the pillow.

She clicked on a small video recorded by a student and saw that the video was indeed a rhetorical tree.

Hua Cishu stays in the old mansion of the Hua family all the year round, and he hardly goes out.

The young man's facial features are exquisite, and he has a noble temperament.

He was like a beautiful boy who strayed into the world, and attracted everyone's attention in an instant.

The phone screen gradually went dark.

In the blackness, a pair of smiling eyes are faintly reflected.

Grandpa is really good to Zhu Yan.

But what if Grandpa knew that Zhu Yan coveted the flower tree?

Even if grandpa was given ecstasy by Zhu Yan, what about the flower tree?

How cold and indifferent is his cousin, how can he not know as a cousin?

Hua Yingcao picked up her phone and placed her finger on top of one of the lines in her address book.

She dialed out and waited to connect.

"I'm Hua Yingcao, and I have something to say to my cousin."

Lin Qingyin and Hua Cishu had just returned from school, and the two were sitting on the sofa in the living room.

When Hua Yingcao called, Hua Cishu glanced at Lin Qingyin without a trace, and met the girl's somewhat flustered gaze.

The young man's left index finger touched the armrest of the sofa, and his expression was cold: "What?" ”

"Little Master...... Can I not take it? ”

The rhetoric tree narrowed his eyes and suppressed the emotions in his eyes.

The girl continued: "I don't have a disagreement with Miss Yingcao, and the little master and Miss Yingcao don't need to have an intersection, and what Miss Yingcao wants to say is probably just some nonsense that you don't need to care about." ”

"In the end, it is from the Hua family, don't worry, no matter what she says, it will not affect our affairs."

The boy stood up.

But in the next moment, his right hand was suddenly grasped.

The soft, warm touch made the boy's body stiffen instantly.

"There are some things that are better solved sooner, don't you think?"

The boy looked down at the girl, and he stood in the backlight, making it difficult to see his expression.

The servant had already left silently, thinking that he had eaten a melon.

But the maid did not see that the girl's hand shook and her face turned pale.

It's all over.

She thought to herself.

When those ridiculous thoughts are told to the boy by people full of malice, the boy will definitely be disgusted with her again.

Sadly ridiculous deals will also be aborted.

No matter how humble or dazzling she is, it is impossible for the teenager to look at her more.

The girl's hand hung limply, sliding over the boy's palm.

The boy's fingers moved, grabbing the girl's fingertips.

"You don't need to worry.".

The teenager let go.