Jun Wan can finally realize now that these two people are really destined for each other.

The rain became heavier and heavier, almost drowning the entire world, and from time to time there was lightning rushing through the sky, followed by a thunderclap, and the ingenious design of the small pavilion made the rain only wet the outermost circle.

Jun Wan returned the notebook, picked up the mobile phone to record the video, and posted it to the circle of friends and Weibo by the way.

It's been a long time since I've been on Weibo, and I miss my fans a little bit.

Jun Wan: Thunderstorm! [Video]

--Make a wish in the front row.

Jun Wan's classmate: [Dog's head Dog's head]

--Didn't the young lady take a selfie!?

Jun Wan: No, next. [hug]

--Laugh at me, you can make a wish in the rainstorm, and the dog head in the front row warns.

Junwan: Pondering .jpg, everything is possible.

--Sister, I love you!

Jun Wan: I love you too!!

Well-behaved Han Yanzhi: Little night!! Is that a dragon on the horizon?

--Fishing

--Fishing ...... Brother, you're so heavy.

--Dragon, poor my child, he should have been wearing reading glasses at the age of three, it was obviously lightning.

--Hahaha, @江夏, the Jiangshen child is going to wear glasses.

Han Yan lost his handsome title in a game a few days ago, and for the first time in his life, he changed his name with the permission of a Weibo member.

His heart was extremely sad, but he accepted it very quickly, and at the moment he was sitting and resting under a phoenix tree, patting very professionally with the photographer next to him.

Jun Wan replied: Lightning...... That's lightning.

Jun Wan laughed, and a thin blanket was placed on his shoulders - Jiang Xia moved his place to Jun Wan's side-by-side position.

Jun Wan realized that the temperature had dropped a lot because of the heavier and heavier rain.

Jun Wan smiled at Jiang Xia, full of childishness: "Hahahahaha, Brother Yan's name has changed, it doesn't fit his temperament, does Jiang Shen know what's going on?" ”

After a long time, Jun Wan has learned all kinds of titles, for Jiang Xia, there is a teacher in front of the camera, and various titles for fans behind the camera.

"The game punishment should be preceded by a no-word."

Jiang Xia's long legs were slightly bent, one hand was on his knee, and the bone joints were clearly distinguished.

Jun Wan laughed hahahaha on WeChat and saw the hand that looked like a work of art, and then looked at his own hand.

People are really annoying than people.

Of course, Jun Wan's hands are also very good-looking, with long fingers, with a girl's beauty, and her nails have always been trimmed neatly and roundly, which looks pleasing to the eye, but Jun Wan still likes Jiangxia's hands.

Huang Yanwen made a phone call with his son, listened to what the little guy said, hung up the phone, and saw that several people were in the pavilion, so he also entered the pavilion.

Unlike several other people, he directly lifted the stool and sat down, and asked casually: "Xiaowan want to hear the story of your parents, Uncle will tell you." ”

Jun Wan quickly dragged the blanket with one hand and the cushion with the other, and moved to Huang Yanwen's side like a rabbit about to move the nest.

"Come, it's so dark, those who draw and type will rest for a while, come and listen to the story, and Xiao Jiang will also come."

Several people gathered in a circle, but Xue Bing and Ming Ran each held a pen and paper, and Xue Bing asked for advice: "Uncle, this is a collection of materials, don't mind." ”

Huang Yanwen laughed: "It's just a story, what's there to mind, and you should ask Jun Wan, this is the story of her parents." ”。

When Jun Wan heard it, he shook his head vigorously: "Don't mind, I don't mind, I'm listening to the story." ”