Zhou Shuang Chao Wenxu looked behind him, then frowned and asked Xuxu, "Are you 13 in your house?"

"Does my coming have a big impact on you?"

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.

Master Yan's magnetic voice came lazily from the gate, and then he appeared at the gate like a god.

The tall body, with his back facing the setting sun, leaned his hands in the black trousers pockets, lazily and casually, all over his body, showing the coquettishness and nobleness that Master Yan had.

Zhou Shuang looked at it and saw that the words were lingering, and the corners of his mouth hooked up, "Of course it is big."

"How have you tortured Lu Yinan recently?" Yan Rusheng looked at Zhou Shuang as he walked, and frowned at her, "I almost tortured him into a neurosis, and called me every night in the middle of the night to call for a drink, which affected me life."

It is really every night that he does not exaggerate at all.

Ming Ansheng was also tortured enough by him, so he and Ming An Sheng are now discussing, taking turns to go out at night to listen to his grumble.

If you talk about it, just say a few words, mainly to accompany Lu Yinan to drink.

To be precise, it was watching Lu Yinan drinking.

It's enough to think about it.

Zhou Shuang raised an eyebrow. "It's my business?"

Yan Rusheng put his hands on his hips and accused Zhou Shuang, "You say that you are still so rude as a woman, without any femininity."

No wonder Lu Yinan talked about her. It was because their family was so kind and talented.

Not arrogant, not contrived, out of the hall, into the kitchen.

Well, your wife is best, it's perfect.

Zhou Shuang sneered, "I can't treat you even if I'm feminine."

After that, she flung her eyes to Master Yan.

Yan Yu nodded his head and said, "Yes, you have to be right with Lu Yinan."

Zhou Shuang turned black, raised her face, and opened her mouth before she could say anything. Xu Xu opened her mouth and interrupted her, "Don't you quarrel when you meet?"

She frowned and gave Yan Ru a warning look, then looked at Zhou Shuang again.

Zhou Shuang was not convinced, and he had to make up a sentence to be happy. "Your men are looking for under-swearing."

It's just that if you don't take her as a woman by birth, you have to care about her, "You're talking about yourself."

After he said it, he snorted proudly.

The life-saving amount is very speechless to these two people. Is it true that they met after 10 or 20 years?

Really drunk.

She frowned into the Sichuan word, raised her voice, "Aren't you going to eat? Are you still eating?"

"Of course I eat." Zhou Shuang immediately packed the table, but in fact just a few albums, packed up, she packed up, stretched out her arms, and pulled her towards the door.

When walking by Yan Rusheng, Zhou Shuang gave him a dismissive glance.

Yan Ru frowned, stretched out his hand, and prepared to pat Zhou Shuang's back. After thinking about it, he retracted it and rubbed his temples and brows.

Forget it, this hooligan has recently estimated that it is uncomfortable and doesn't care about her.

Yan Rusheng followed his lifelike and Zhou Shuang in a hurry, and three people stepped out of the studio's door.

The studio is still in the original box, but it has been renovated a bit, and the style is still Su Yan.

Out of the door, Yan Rusheng took out the car key and unlocked the car.

His current car is a Porsche, a fashionable young model, and the older he is, the more he sassy.