"Someone is trying to stun you." Link finally spoke,

"Wow, you're finally there, Rare Guest."

"I'll only show up when it's in danger to your life."

"I'm going to destroy the golden finger of the world."

"What, are you going to destroy all the worlds?"

"Can that give me a little more fighting?"

"I'll give it a try." End of call.

The door was pushed open a crack, and a man crept in, came to the bed, and tried her breath.

"Jinjin, wake up." She thought it was Meng Yuan, but she didn't expect it to be Yun Eyelash, what did she do?

"Don't worry, I'm not going to do that kind of dirty thing." As if hearing her heart, Yun Lash muttered to herself.

"The last time Feng Lei divorced you, it was because he misunderstood that his son was not his, I just want to create another misunderstanding to see if he will really believe you."

This is also a good way, originally she didn't trust Feng Lei much, if she could test it, it would be good.

The quilt was lifted, and the two men lay beside her, but they did not touch her body.

"Don't touch her." Yun Lash snorted coldly: "Now do as I say." ”

Knowing Suosuo, someone moved back and forth, the flash flashed, and Yun Eyelashes snorted and fell directly beside her.

She wrapped her arms around Li Jinjin's waist and exhaled like a lan: "I really don't know why you don't like this kind of life, it's a woman's paradise." ”

It took half an hour to toss before they left, and when she couldn't hear the sound, she immediately frowned and got up, she really hated it, and there was a rotten smell in the air.

She put on her clothes and walked out of the room, wanting to go to another room to rest, but she didn't feel sleepy.

The downstairs was brightly lit, and Meng Yuan was wearing a coat, sitting in front of the easel, and was painting with a brush.

From her point of view, it seems that he painted a portrait.

I can't sleep anyway, so I might as well go down and have a look.

As she got closer, he didn't use a wild way, he painted in great detail.

The girl in the picture is standing in a flower bed, with a butterfly with a long tail protruding on her fingertips.

Not daring to gasp for breath for fear of frightening his pen, she stood quietly beside her, observing and appreciating.

From a painter's point of view, Meng Yuan is extremely talented, and his use of line and color is full of emotion.

There is a powerful force in the painting.

It wasn't until the sky was white and the blue-gray light was hazy and confused that he put down his brush.

"Hey, how long have you been standing?" He turned around and looked at her in surprise.

"It's been a while." Her eyes kept on the painting, "This painting is so good, can you give it to me?" ”

"Inspiration is rare, but I painted all night." Meng Yuan's beautiful almond eyes smiled, "Why don't you be busy and make me a cup of coffee." ”

When she came to the kitchen, the pots and pans were brand new, and the gas stove still had plastic paper, which showed that he had not used it once.

Sure enough, Meng Yuan is as he said, as long as the house meets the basic needs.

"Well, I'll make you something delicious, how about it?"

"I can't ask for it, but I don't have any appetite, and I don't like to pretend, so don't be disappointed when the time comes."

The refrigerator was empty, there were no ingredients, and she couldn't do anything, so she dialed Yun Zhi's number.

"Wake up, you won't be home at night on the first day, you're not a good child." She spoke briskly.

"I want to make some breakfast, I don't have the ingredients, you can send it for me."