Yan Manman was angry, and stepped forward to snatch the bowl of noodles.

Qinghong looked directly into his gaze and asked, "Zhan Shao, do you like me?" ”

There was a hint of sarcasm in her eyes.

He didn't like her, and she didn't like him, if it weren't for Zhan Qingze's ridiculous proposal, he would definitely agree to dissolve the marriage.

Now, he said that she was his fiancée, the housewife of the future war.

It's ridiculous!

Zhan Qianyan's bowl was snatched, and he simply put down his chopsticks.

raised his eyebrows, and his deep eyes locked Yan Manman's clear eyes, "I don't hate your kisses, nor do I hate kisses." ”

Yan Man frowned: What the hell is this answer!

"Give me noodles, if you want my heart, you have to please my stomach first."

Zhan Qianyan saw that she didn't speak, and when she acquiesced.

Although Yan Manman was reborn, he didn't know what to say for a while in the face of his answer.

After a few seconds of stalemate, I had to return the noodles to him.

Zhan Qianyan took two more bites, and when he saw her turn back to the room, her eyes moved slightly.

Spit out a sentence lightly, "You were cute when you were four years old." ”

The first time Yan Manman and Zhan Qianyan met was fourteen years ago.

At that time, Zhan Qianyan was twelve years old, and Yan Manman was four years old.

Zhan Hyun offered to set up a family affair for them, but Grandma Yan did not object, because her only son died for Zhan Xian blocking a bullet.

just made a request, and when she turned eighteen years old, the Zhan family would come to pick her up.

Until then, the warriors are not allowed to disturb them.

Yan Man didn't understand what Zhan Qianyan's words meant, and he didn't plan to think about it.

I went back to the bedroom, and after compiling four thousand words, I turned off the computer and lay down on the bed.

In her last life, she started writing novels in her junior year, and it took her two years to go from author to screenwriter.

The protagonist of the first adapted novel is Du Yintong......

In this life, she has advanced some things.

Because she wants to make herself stronger and independent as soon as possible.

Taekwondo is for self-preservation, and novels are written to earn money to support themselves.

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The next morning, after breakfast, Yan Manman began to register the website, contact the editor, and post an article......

After everything was done, it was already half past eleven.

When the doorbell rang, she ran over to open the door, it was a takeaway.

Yan Manman was puzzled, he didn't order takeout, and Zhan Qianyan's call came in.

His deep voice drilled into his ears, "I have a meal at noon, you eat takeout, remember to make my dinner at night." ”

Last night, Zhan Qianyan said that he made breakfast and lunch, and Yan Manman was in charge of dinner, not casually.

This morning's breakfast, that's what he did.

Yan was too lazy to refute, so he said a perfunctory sentence and hung up his phone.

While eating, another phone call came in.

It's the phone number of the Zhu family.

Yan glanced at it and didn't answer.

Cui Xiangru will not be good to find her, not because of Qian Can, but because of Zhan Qianyan.

In this life, she wants to get as far away as possible from Cui Xiangru's mother and son.

In the afternoon, two hours of taekwondo, Yan Manman learned very seriously.

Because of the beginner, it was very tiring and difficult.

When it was over, she was walking with a little weakness on both legs.

At the corner of the street, Zhu Yuwei and two strange men blocked the way.

As soon as he saw this scene, Yan Manman's heart suddenly became vigilant, and he turned around and walked back without saying a word.

However, as soon as she stepped up, Zhu Yuwei's sneer sounded behind her, sandwiched by her sharp and smug words, "Words are long, I see how you can escape, catch her." ”

As soon as she gave the order, the two men rushed forward towards Yanman.