"No."

Yansi took her waist from the back, her chin on her shoulder, the hot air of her words sprayed on her cheek, her eyes staring at the face of Minning on the makeup.

That exquisite and bright face is more charming, and there is a seductive style in the world.

His twilight sinks slightly and takes a deep breath of natural aroma on her body. "Baby, you are beautiful."

On one side, she kissed her lips.

"Go away!" Moining glanced at him. "I just applied the lip glaze."

"Afraid of anything."

The beautiful phoenix of the year of the swan scrolled with a burning bath, while kissing, while the voice was dumb and low smile. "Women rubbing lipstick is to attract men. Is the last layer of polymer compound not eaten by men?" Just like a woman wearing clothes is to let her men take it off, the two are the same."

This logic...

He won.

Moining slipped his forehead down three black lines, ignored his stupid bathing, opened his hand and warned, "Today's day is very important, don't make me trouble, otherwise..."

She grinds her teeth and makes a grim expression, but she makes her smile at once and licks her hair.

"Listen to you this time, but next time you have to compensate me, ten times back."

Mourning coughed, and nodded in a hurry, perfunctory, "Okay, okay."

She is not in the mood to bicker now, as long as she can successfully kill Lu Chaoyang and Huo Yunqi tonight, and the great hatred is reported, it is no regret.

Therefore, Moen relies on the arms of the words of the year, the eyes are extremely complicated.

The emotions of killing, confusion, resentment, etc. flashed frequently, and her mouth overflowed with a low whisper. "Wait tonight..."

Everything will be alright?

"..."

Feeling her stunnedness towards the future, she retouched her cheeks and her eyes were ashamed.

"Tonight, there should be a result."

If his guess is not wrong, Mourning will have a completely new life in the future.

If he guessed wrong...

Wrong, he won't guess.

Yansi had been holding Moin for a long time, until she calmed down and began to urge him to go downstairs to entertain guests.

For her reminder, she was young and light, "Entertaining? I am afraid that I am willing to entertain, they will not dare to bear."

"..."

How much psychological shadow did he have caused to others?

"Let's go down and see."

"Row."

Mourning just wanted to hold the arm of the year, but he was held in advance by a hand, very natural and her fingers.

She glimpsed a little, glanced at his faint face, and walked away if nothing had happened.

As soon as the two appeared, they harvested a lot of different attentions.

"Sir is down."

"Who is the woman around him? Mr. Yan's new darling?"

"Hey, you whisper, this is the new baby of Mr. Yan, and he can't help it. Do you know Lance? Just because of offending her, now I have gone to the majority."

"..."

In the years of the year, the suits and ties of the people, as always, the good manners, elegant and noble, and the gestures are graceful and smooth.

Moen, standing next to him, has a black tight-fitting fishtail skirt, and the sleek and slender figure is full.

With her glamorous face, it is like a proud night queen, mysterious and beautiful.

"Mr. Yan, Mrs. Yan, it’s really a girl!"