"You're the only one who returns fruits and elves! Tomatoes are just the same." Gu Mengmeng complained in a multi-purpose manner.

The woman in red was completely irritated by Gu Mengmeng's unrestrained speech. She didn't care about Yan Han beside her, jumped up and pointed at Gu Mengmeng and shouted.

"What do you mean? Tell me clearly."

Holding the pencil to his lips, he stared blankly at the woman in red who was angry for no apparent reason, and could only speak out the unfinished words with a stern face.

"There is a slight difference between fruits and vegetables, but don't take it to heart that they are all agricultural and sideline products."

This time the Coca-Cola spoiled the girl in the Feather Group, and she wrapped herself around Yan Han and said mockingly.

"Young Master Yan invited me here today, you are just a foil. After all, I am a pure dandelion, so there is a place for you, an agricultural and sideline product."

As if hearing a very funny joke, Gu Mengmeng covered her stomach, laughed so hard she was out of breath, and spoke intermittently.

"Return... return the dandelion, and the hair will be gone when the wind blows."

This time, the Feather Group's face froze, and they wanted to seek help from Yan Han, but seeing Yan Han looking at the little girl with a smile in his eyes, he could only endure the bad breath.

Gu Mengmeng looked at the two women standing there, not as attached to Yan Han as before. She put the pen in her hand aside and wanted to enter the lounge.

"Don't let me use my fists here. I'm going to the lounge to sleep. I'll leave this place for you to make troubles."

In fact, Gu Mengmeng is still a person who knows how to advance and retreat. She can clearly see that the two women are going to have an affair with Yan Han, but she is stuck here like a piece of wood. It is inevitable that these people can't let go.

It's better to leave wisely and save yourself all kinds of supercilious looks.

Seeing Gu Mengmeng leave like this, how could Yan Han agree to it? This was his carefully designed plan. Without Gu Mengmeng, who would he be performing for?

"You go and draw your sketch for me, and you two continue."

Tell Gu Mengmeng lightly that your job is sketching, and then tell the two women that your job is to serve me well.

Next, the two women used all their strength to wrap themselves around Yan Han, occasionally letting out various ups and downs of moans from their mouths.

This sound reached her ears, causing Gu Mengmeng to blush and her heart beat. But Yan Han looked like he was sitting still, sitting motionless between the two women and letting them tease him no matter what.

The outline appeared on the paper bit by bit, and began to plump up bit by bit. The woman with feathers on the picture had a few feathers falling down from her trembling body. And the fruit elf was completely satisfied with her big breasts.

In her dream, Gu Mengmeng kindly enlarged the original cup size for her, making it rounder and rounder.

The painting was almost finished, and Gu Mengmeng naughtily used bubbles to write a few lines of small words on the heads of the three people.

The elf of agricultural and sideline products, the dandelion that has lost its hair, the cold and mean iceberg.

Then he walked up to them with paintings and pens: "Hurry up and sign, I'm so sleepy."

Although the two women were not satisfied with the nouns in the annotations, they had no choice but to sign their names reluctantly.

Gu Mengmeng threw the pen and paper on the table and strode towards the lounge. As she approached the door, she dropped something like Yan Han.
Chapter completed!