Right Fanshuang's voice was soft after being kissed, and it was glutinous like a small ball that could be rubbed at will: "Ah Yan, I like you so much."

Su Weiyan lowered his eyes and looked at her, and there was an unconscious smile in his deep eyes: "No matter how many times I listen to it, I will still be moved."

Right Fanshuang deliberately said, "Did Ah Yan coax me?"

Su said with a smile: "Is there any heartbeat, can't Shuangshuang hear it? How could I lie to you?"

Right Frost hesitated for a moment, and smiled embarrassedly: "Actually, I can't hear it now."

Su was worried and sluggish: "I can't hear it now?"

Right Fanshuang said shyly: "After you came back, maybe because my mental and mental state has improved, I can usually sleep and eat, and I am very happy every day, but my mental breakdown has subsided, and I will gradually lose my ability to hear clearly."

Su Weiyan touched her head and gently brushed her hair behind her ear: "Great."

Right Frost hugged his arm and leaned on him: "It turns out that there is not much noise in my ears, this is the feeling."

It's been so long since she's tried to hear so clean in her ears that she's almost forgotten what it looks like to hear like a normal person.

In order for her to sleep well, Ah Yan made the entire room soundproofed, and even the windows at home were deliberately replaced with vacuum glass, which was separated by several layers.

There is hardly any noise outside being heard at home.

But as soon as you go out, you still feel very noisy.

Recently, she feels more and more beautiful outside, and she is willing to walk on the road to bask in the sun and listen to the hustle and bustle of the street.

Although her ears are still much more sensitive than ordinary people, they are already within the range she can accept.

Su smiled lightly: "Is it because Frost feels very happy?"

Right Frost didn't hesitate: "Yes."

Right Fanshuang rubbed his arm: "I am the closest to Ah Yan in the world, Ah Yan is all mine, I am very happy and happy when I think of this."

Su Weiyan's eyes were filled with a smile, like a spoiled sea, and a deep voice surrounded the space of only two people: "Then kiss again?"

Right Frost leaned up to kiss him, pressed against his soft thin lips, no distance contact, breathing and touching were intimate.

Su Youyan rolled her throat, and when she got up, she opened her eyes and looked at him, and the eyes were still as thick as ink, Su Youyan leaned over to fasten her seat belt: "Those skirts have been sent home, Shuangshuang will try them at home and see which one she wants to wear to the show."

Right Fanshuang's eyes lit up: "Okay."

Su said softly, "I'm driving, let go of the frost first."

He let go of his finger-interlocking hand, and touched it reluctantly.

Su started the car and drove away.

And the paparazzi with the camera also slowly stood up, looking at the intimate and beautiful photos in the camera, and was in a good mood, and he would definitely be able to sell it for a lot of money.

He immediately called various media outlets.

When Right Fanshuang and Su Weiyan arrived home, the paparazzi had just sold the photos at a high price.

As soon as they got home, the two dogs excitedly greeted them.

Samoyed was still a little reserved, and the little golden retriever wagged his tail desperately at Su Weiyan.

Since he knew from Right Fanshuang that Su Weiyan had a high status in the family, the little golden retriever called Su Weiyan a flattery, and squeezed Samoyed away and coquettishly at Su Weiyan's feet.

Su Yanyan thought it was a little funny.

Right Frost glanced at Samoyed, and it sat down, sticking out its little red tongue, and flattered Right Frost.

Right Fanshuang smiled, squatted down and looked at Samoyed, Samoyed also tilted his head to look at her, Right Fanshuang smiled lightly: "You're quite good."

Samoyed thought he was praising him, and bowed his head shyly, and the collar around its neck had been completely removed, and it was put away by the right frost with the shield.

It was very hidden, but unfortunately, she recognized the dog she had met by chance half a year ago.

Right Fanshuang stood up: "Ah Yan, let's go try on clothes."

Su Yanyan took her hand and led her into the cloakroom

The six skirts were already hung in the most conspicuous position in the cloakroom.

At a glance, except for the right frost selection, all of them are elegant and gentle, and the design is also elegant, so you don't have to wear it to know that it will be suitable for the right frost.

Right Frost walked directly to the red dress: "I want to try this."

Su Yuyan took the clothes off the shelf for her, unzipped the red dress for her, and whispered, "Okay, it's all frost anyway, try it."

-

Lin Zhen was called from the bar to the private room late at night, and Su Chengyan looked at him in the shaking lanterns.

Lin Zhen put on the coat he had taken off, and smiled without fear: "Mr. Xiao Cheng, what are you doing so late?"

Su Chengyan took the wine glass, turned the golden liquor in it slightly, and said straight to the point: "How much can I buy you?"

Lin Zhen put his hand in his pocket, as if he had already guessed this stubble, and said with a hippie smile, "What do you think?"

Su Chengyan offered a price that was not small: "500,000."

Lin Zhen sat down without seeing anything else, and poured himself a glass of wine, and his tone seemed to be showing off: "Mr. Su is my Bole, as long as I follow to Hoar, I will definitely become a veteran, and sooner or later one day I will sit firmly in the position of the master, now my monthly salary has reached 50,000, 500,000, and only ten months, and my bonus last month was 70,000 or 80,000, is your offer too low?"

Su Chengyan guessed that he would bargain, and did not hesitate: "One million."

Lin Zhen took a sip of wine, gasped because it was too spicy, put down the wine glass, and said loyally: "Change someone, I will never betray Mr. Su." He is the only one who can appreciate my work, not only Bole, but also a bosom friend, you know, what an artist needs most is a bosom friend."

Su Chengyan didn't talk nonsense with him: "Three million."

Lin Zhen smiled: "Take the money to hit me? It's a pity that money is useless to me, I have been a homeless man, I have to eat along the street, I have eaten relief meals, I don't need so much money to engage in art."

Three million is Su Chengyan's bottom line, but with only a few million, he is not so stingy, winning Lin Zhen is equivalent to making more than half, and he simply gritted his teeth: "Five million."

Lin Zhen smiled, his clean face like a teenager made people feel that he was extremely sincere, and he stood up: "Next time."

Su Chengyan's peach blossom eyes were gloomy: "Then what do you want?"

Lin Zhen seemed to be thinking about it, but after only a moment, he smiled and said, "If you are engaged in art, of course you need a woman."

Su Chengyan relaxed, it was better to ask for a woman than to ask for money: "What kind of woman do you want?"

Lin Zhen sneered, but pointed to the propaganda newspaper on the wall: "She's not bad."

And the propaganda newspaper he was referring to was a poster of Lanting's endorsement of beer, with bright eyes and bright teeth, and a friendly smile.

Su Chengyan frowned slightly: "She is a public figure."

Lin Zhen smiled evilly: "What I want is a public figure, if her fans know that their sister has been by me, how exciting it would be."

His hands were propped up on the table, and he leaned over to look at Su Chengyan: "You can't do it, right?"