Awakened consciousness, was held in the arms of the villain and cried

Yan Heng snorted and exposed her unceremoniously, "You don't like him that much."

An Yi fell silent and did not respond to him.

Yan Heng saw that she didn't want to discuss this topic anymore, and asked with a chuckle, "I haven't seen Sister Zhizhi for a long time, she must be more beautiful."

"Hehe, Zhizhi is married."

"Huh?" Yan Heng looked at An Yi suspiciously, and seemed to remember something, "Oh, let's marry that Su."

"The one surnamed Su can't do it, and I don't know how to deceive Sister Zhizhi's heart." Yan Heng shook his head, as if he was a little bit sad, "Sister Zhizhi has a bad eye for picking friends, and even worse for picking men."

"Yan Heng, sooner or later I will poison you dumb."

Yan Heng didn't respond, but at the traffic lights, he suddenly saw a woman in the cosmetics area, his eyes lit up, and he slapped An Yi on the shoulder, "Is that woman living downstairs a celebrity?"

An Yi gritted her teeth in pain, followed his gaze, and didn't forget to curse, "There's something wrong with your father, it hurts me to death."

"Oh her." An Yi squinted his eyes, discussing with him with a gossip face, "So she's the one you like?"

"You know him?" Yan Heng raised his eyelids, remembering that he had frequently been frustrated in front of this woman in the past few days.

The woman's eyes were on the top of her head, but it was the first sight that attracted his attention. He couldn't sleep at night, and his dreams were full of the woman wearing sports underwear and sweating profusely.

"Please, let me see how I feel." An Yi snorted softly, closed his eyes and stopped looking at the man.

Feng Shui took turns, and finally waited for the day when this dead man begged her.

An Yi was making wishful thinking in his heart, and Yan Heng said "tsk" lightly, threatening her with a raised voice, "Xiao Ye is quite handsome, looks young and vigorous, and has good physical strength, after all, he is older than him, so I am too embarrassed to continue to hide it." he."

"Yan Heng!!"

"here I am."

Compared to An Yi's panic, Yan Heng obviously looked much calmer.

It is imperative to kill Yan Heng.

"Does she know you well?" After a moment of silence, Yan Heng raised his lips and asked proactively.

"I'm not familiar with you, brother. She's an artist under Zhizhi." Being forced by the man, An Yi had no choice but to compromise.

Yan Heng hooked his lips, and a smile flashed across his eyes.

The two had their own concerns, and they didn't have the humanity to talk to each other until the airport.

It's too early, Jiang Yizhi hasn't arrived yet.

Yan Heng raised his eyelids, and gave her a playful look, "Just do it, don't regret it later."

An Yi kicked the man's calf with her toe, as if she had been exposed, she became angry, "Don't worry about it."

"I'm too lazy to care about you." Yan Heng heard about Bai Yaotiao's news, and he was in a good mood at the moment, and he didn't bother to argue with An Yi, "I want to remind you based on the previous relationship, don't push people away and regret it later."

An inexplicable emotion surged up in An Yi's heart, she frowned slightly and looked up at him, "I'm not young enough to play love games anymore."

Yan Heng shrugged, the woman in front of him was arrogant and stubborn, she admitted death, but she was very cowardly.

She would be the one to be the first deserter to run away.

"Just think it over yourself." Yan Heng raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder, the two seemed to be close and familiar.

Bai Ye, who followed them all the way, closed his eyes, curled his fingers in a self-deprecating manner, and the flame in his heart was extinguished little by little.

Embarrassed?Cowards who hide behind.

Bai Ye hooked the corners of his lips sarcastically, but the corners of his lips couldn't rise no matter what, it seemed that tears were about to fall when he tried hard.

He sighed softly, turned and went to the bathroom.

Hearing a familiar voice, his steps paused.

An Yi held the phone in one hand, with a smile on her face, when she opened the door, the man grabbed her waist and pushed her back to the bathroom again.

Bai Ye pushed her against the wall, lowered his eyes to cover the red corners of his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Sister."

"Why are you here?" An Yi frowned, and glanced at the man who was obviously out of mood at the moment.

The man's head was buried in the socket of her neck, and there was a hot and humid feeling in the socket of her neck, and An Yi's body froze.

After hesitating for a long time, she raised her hand to put on the top of the man's dark skull, and said with a strong nasal voice, "Bai Ye, let's go out first, Zhi Zhi is here."

Bai Ye didn't move, as soon as he let go, he would lose him again, and there was another man waiting for her outside.

An Yi discussed with him in a good voice, "Can we talk about it when we go back? There are people waiting for me outside."

"Sister." Bai Ye interrupted him, eyes full of grief, "Can I share you with him?"

An Yi was shocked and his body froze.

When did this little kid learn such a mess outside? Let's beat him to death as soon as possible.

An Yi's silence made Bai Ye think that she was unwilling. He hugged her waist tightly and rubbed against her coquettishly, "Sister, I can hide so that he won't find me."

"Oh." An Yi chuckled, she wanted to see what nonsense this brat could say, "If you go out a little later, he will find out about your existence."

Sure enough, Bai Ye loosened her waist in an instant, sucked hard on her lips, and then looked at An Yi full of regret, "Okay, sister, do your work."

An Yi raised his eyebrows, stepped on high heels and twisted his waist to leave, but was gently held by the man's arm, An Yi turned his head and waited for the follow-up, Bai Ye lowered his eyes, "Can I accompany my sister tonight?"

An Yi's eyes were upturned, and his voice was lazy, "I will contact you when the time comes."

A cold-hearted female hooligan.

When Jiang Yizhi got off the plane, she saw a man walking towards them from a distance. She frowned and didn't remember for a moment. The man next to her hugged her waist tightly possessively.

Yan Heng raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "Sister Zhizhi really doesn't remember me? Tsk, it really makes me sad."

Jiang Yizhi paused, with this familiar tone, she looked at the man tentatively, "Yan Heng?"

"Bingo." Yan Heng snapped his fingers and glanced back, "An Yi went to the bathroom, I'm afraid she fell."

Jiang Yizhi chuckled, "Why are you still getting along like this?"

"After all, that dead girl is not as cute as sister Zhizhi."

Jiang Yizhi coughed softly, Yan Heng raised his eyes to look at the man standing beside her, half-closed his eyes, "Has the surname Su had plastic surgery?"

Seeing that the air pressure around Bo Yuyan was getting lower and lower, and Jiang Yizhi interrupted Yan Heng with a violent cough, Yan Heng was puzzled, "Are you sick?"

Jiang Yizhi stroked his forehead in embarrassment, looked at Bo Yuyan and introduced, "This is my good friend Yan Heng when I was young."

"This is my husband, Bo Yuyan." Jiang Yizhi emphasized the last three words, implying Yan Heng meaningfully.