You Fanshuang tried to make her voice sound relaxed: "No need, Auntie, I'll go to dinner right away, and I'll be fine soon."

Tian Yuan was still a little worried, but she knew that she was sad to watch the movie, so she didn't have many suspicions, but subconsciously chose to believe her.

She coaxed softly, "Then wash your face and go to eat, go out for a walk, don't be stuffy in the house."

Right Fanshuang whispered a yes.

After hanging up the phone, Su Weiyan wiped her tears: "Frost, go out to eat."

Right Fanshuang looked up at him, his eyes slightly red.

Su said softly, "Do you want me to hug me?"

Right Fanshuang nodded, Su Weiyan picked her up, and Right Fanshuang choked up and asked, "Ah Yan, can I sit on your lap and eat like I did in the morning?"

Her hazy and unedged eyes were fragile as mist, and there was a plea in her eyes that made people feel pity and protection.

Su Yanyan's voice was hoarse: "Of course you can."

He put the right frost on his lap and watched her eat with a spoon, and he brushed her hair like a little daughter so that her hair did not fall into the meal when she ate.

Su Weiyan looked at her thin white neck, his back was like a kitten, he turned his eyes slightly, and his deep scrutinizing gaze lingered from her neck to her thin shoulders and slender back.

His gaze was dangerous and rich, but he pulled out the distance, and did not burn the fire on the bright surface, and when it was lit up, it was sharper than a mountain fire.

Right Frost muttered something, he slowly probed into her ear, the bridge of his nose against her cheek, and said casually, "What did Frost say?"

Right Frost lowered his head and muttered pleadingly, "I want to drink water."

Su Yanyan's hand naturally rested on her waist, and he took his water cup beside him: "Frost drink mine."

Right Frost picked up his cup with both hands, and the cup almost covered the bottom half of her face.

Su Weiyan leaned back and looked at her lazily, and when Right Fanshuang turned around, he smiled lightly at Right Fanshuang.

The smile is very faint, more like coaxing a child.

The crane's eyes are shining, but they are faintly burning in the dark.

He looked at Right Fanshuang, the breath around her was always moist and blurry, just looking at her, it would make people feel inexplicably melancholy and lost, and people subconsciously had the urge to tell her that they liked her very much and hoped that she could be happy.

His impulse is reflected in wanting to touch and kiss.

You Fan didn't know why, and those emotions were suddenly thrown out.

Those sorrows seem to be far away.

Su Yanyan held her waist and lifted it in her direction: "Difficult things will be talked about later, Frost will rest for a while and take a bath and go to bed."

Right Frost: "Nothing else?"

Su Yanyan seemed a little surprised, and he casually asked, "Something else?"

He smiled and said in a flirtatious tone: "It's not impossible, it's up to Frost."

Right Frost's face burned, as if it had touched fire, and he hurriedly got down from his lap and hurried to take a bath and sleep.

And the next morning, the right frost was awakened.

She felt something on her lips, a little weighty, subtle, but gradual but addicted in a daze.

Right Fanshuang opened her eyes, Su Weiyan held her face, and said in a low voice, "Wake up."

Under the sun, all the slightly wet ink hair after his bath was swept back, starting from the eyebrow bone to the bridge of his nose and jaw, and spreading to the tendon line of his neck, and his muscles were slightly tense.

Right Fanshuang was confused: "Ah Yan, what are you doing?"

Su Yanyan's voice was hoarse and sexy: "Can Shuangshuang say that she likes me."

You Fanshuang didn't wake up, but he put his arm around him weakly and said softly, "Ah Yan, I like you."

Su Weiyan reached out and gently covered her eyes: "Frost continues to sleep."

Right Fanshuang felt something in and off, but she was still very sleepy and could only slowly wake up. When she came back to her senses and was finally able to open her eyes, Su was changing her clothes and wiping her hair.

She sat up, "Where is Ah Yan going?"

Su Weiyan looked back at her, still gentle: "Go to the gym, do you want to go with Shuangshuang?"

Right Frost shook his head.

Su Weiyan wiped his hands and said softly, "That frost is waiting for me at home."

Right Fanshuang nodded, and when Su Weiyan went out, she woke up for a long time before she figured out what Ah Yan did with her when she fell asleep in the morning.

Her brain exploded in an instant.

Su Weiyan walked downstairs, Li Siqi rolled down the car window, and the prodigal son's eyes were like a breeze blowing on his face, and he smiled nonchalantly: "Brother, I waited for you for an extra hour, what are you doing?"

Su Yanyan's expression was detached, and he opened the car door: "Mine, I can't hold down the gun."

The sun was shining through the window, and Yuna was tuning the strings in the hospital room.

Zhang Eryi said tentatively, "Do you think I'm handsome?"

Yuna didn't raise her head: "Just look at the face and get by."

Zhang Eryi's handsome face became serious, and he said with anticipation, "What about the whole? temperament those."

Yuna glanced at him and said with difficulty, "Yes, it's okay."

Zhang Eryi ignited hope and continued to ask, "Is your ideal type the kind of cave bass brother-in-law?"

Yuna said decisively: "No, but when a girl meets a cave bass brother-in-law, she probably feels very tempted, just like if you see a super beauty with excellent looks and temperament, how can you look at it twice, but you won't be blasphemous, let alone think about it, just look at it, like a work of art."

Zhang Eryi took the opportunity to ask, "Then what do you like?"

Yuna said casually, "Older and more mature."

Zhang Eryi asked, "How old is it, is it in your thirties?"

Yuna put the piano away, as if she had thought of something, and said meaningfully, "Thirty-six years old, that's a good number."

Zhang Eryi's heart sank: "Is it because it's just a round older than you?"

Yuna said sincerely: "No, I was thinking, it would be good if I had a thirty-six-year-old husband who could be replaced at the same price, at that time I estimated that I was in my thirties, and with a thirty-six-year-old husband, I might not be good, but if I changed to two eighteen-year-olds, I guess I could go crazy."

Zhang Eryi's eyes widened.

Yuna looked at him with a stunned expression, and her eyes widened as he did, and she winked playfully: "No, is it wrong to want to have a harem, I just made a mistake that women all over the world make."

Zhang Eryi's face was entangled: "But..."

Yuna patted him on the shoulder, and said brightly like a good brother, "Age is secondary, the main thing is the right person, this is the most important thing."

Zhang Eryi was extremely disappointed.

Yuna's eyes looked at her old guitar, which she had used for years to change strings.

And some people have not yet graduated, and their families can open music studios for them.

It's a world of difference in itself, so why bother being amorous.

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Chapter 85: An Hour to Read for Free.