As soon as Yan Ning's eyes changed, he lowered his voice and said, "How big can you do? How big do you dare to buy and sell?"
"I'm afraid you don't have a life to let us do it, otherwise how much dare to do, how much you dare to pick up, you know the price." The man said firmly.
Yan Ning smiled faintly and said, "Okay, see the old place tomorrow afternoon, my work is a bit tricky, I hope you do not retreat."
"Ning Ning, it's okay." Ke Yihan called.
"See you tomorrow." After Yan Ning hung up the phone, he quickly deleted the call records, walked over with a smile, and said with Ke Yihan's waist, "Han, how can you treat me so well? Cook the ginger soup for me, I think I am good
happiness."
"Stupid words, if you are not good to you, who else is good? After drinking ginger soup, go to rest." Ke Yihan touched her cheeks and said gently.
Yan Ning nodded, and after drinking the ginger soup, he returned to the room to rest. Ke Yihan walked into the study and started to read the document.
The document is optimistic that it is already one morning. He rubbed the temple, got up, turned on the phone, and found that the ten unreadable calls were all housekeepers.
The housekeeper said quickly: "Master, Grandma is wrong."
"What?" Ke Yihan frowned.
"Grandma, no, no." The housekeeper said quickly.
"Don't panic, I will come back immediately." After Ke Yihan said, hung up the phone and went home quickly.
Opening the door, he quickly asked: "Uncle Wang, what's wrong with that woman?"
"Master, Grandma, Grandma ..." The steward didn't know how to say.
"Uncle Wang, say something directly." Ke Yihan said with patience.
"Grandma, sit, sit on the balcony." The steward loudly said.
Ke Yihan quickly went upstairs, opened the door of the balcony, and saw Yan Mengzhen sitting on the balcony. Her feet were shaking, and from time to time, she looked up from time to time, and she shook her neck from time to time. She didn't seem to feel danger. Of course, she was not so dangerous.
Just a layer high.
"Yan Mengzhen, what are you going crazy?" Ke Yihan said unhappy.
Yan Meng really turned his head, looked at Ke Yihan, suddenly stretched out his index finger, put it on his mouth, whispered, "Don't speak, quiet, otherwise it will disturb the people."
Ke Yihan's depression, she knew the disturbance of the people.
He walked step by step, just sat next to Yan Mengzhen, and as soon as he sat down, Yan Mengzhen leaned his head on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Hey, return to the past again."
Before? He frowned, it seems that they did not have such a previous before?
"You definitely don't remember. That year, it was also rainy days. I was so boring alone. Sitting on the autumn thousand, you came, just sitting like this, hey, I don't talk, I feel very satisfied." Yan Mengzhen smiled.
Say.
Ke Yihan's hard -working memories seemed to have such a scene, but there were no, there were too many things, and Yan Meng really had a lot of things. He had never taken care of it. Now, he still does not take care of it.
Yan Meng really raised his head and looked at Ke Yihan and said, "I look at you like this, you will kiss me, then like this."
"Is your wine not awake yet? God God, giving me back to the room." Ke Yihan frowned.
"You should kiss me." Yan Meng said impatiently.
Ke Yihan frowned, just wanted to refuse, Yan Mengzhen repeated again: "You should kiss me, it was that way."
When the words were falling, Ke Yi's cold lips fell on her red lips. Without movement, let's put it quietly.
"His lips, never being so cold, you are not his lips." Yan Mengzhen pushed Ke Hankan away, whispered.
"His lips? Who?" Ke Yihan asked unhappy.
"Chen's lips." Yan Meng really whispered.
"Chen? Men six years ago? So, your first kiss was given to him? All of your first time, not all of you gave me, he was your first person, your kiss, give it early in the morning
His. "Ke Yihan said angrily.
He did not have the plot in this regard, but now he listened to Yan Mengzhen that her first kiss was given to this Chen. He was panicked, always felt, was deceived, deceived for five years.
"Hey, many for the first time for him, I promised him, and I had to give him for the first time." Yan Meng said with a smile.
"Then do you know, for the first time?" Ke Yihan asked.
"Hey, don't you know, I lost my first time, how did I feel guilty after? I didn't sleep well for a month, I regretted it in my bones, I ..." Yan Mengzhen's words behind, I haven't finished it, my feet, my feet, my feet, my feet, my feet, my feet, my feet, my feet
As soon as she slipped, the whole person fell directly. Ke Yihan had no time in the future. She fell to the ground.
"Grandma." The housekeeper shouted excitedly.
Ke Yihan frowned and said: "Uncle Wang, don't be a fuss. This is only a layer. You can't die.
Regret, haha, she regrets it? For a month, did she care about that Chen like this? For the first time, for the first time, he frowned.
"Yes, but ..." Uncle Wang was still a little excited.
Ke Yihan got up and went downstairs. On the lawn, Yan Meng was really creeping. He couldn't help but laugh. The posture was really funny, so he didn't hold back, and he laughed without temperament.
It's upset just now, all disappeared.
Yan Meng really raised his head, touched his stomach, crying and said, "Pain, pain, can't get up."
"Yan Mengzhen, I really convinced you, drunk, for a night, you didn't fall to death, you count your life, now, go back to the room to sleep honestly." Ke Yihan said unhappy.
Yan Mengzhen stretched out his hand and looked at Ke Yihan poorly. Obviously, you took me up.
Ke Yihan stretched out his hand, Yan Mengzhen's small hand clasped his big hand, and when he pulled it gently, she got up, and Ke Yihan's voice came again: "Go home, take a good rest, don't give me noisy, I will not care about you, I don’t care about you,
If you continue, I dare not guarantee whether you will turn you up. "
Yan Mengzhen was holding red lips, and said with some grievances: "Ke Yihan, always so fierce."
"Oh, the fierce you are Ke Yihan. You remember it well. Remember me, Yan Mengzhen, now, immediately, give me back to the room to sleep, otherwise I will not be polite to you." Ke Yihan said angrily.
"Bad guys, or Chen is good to me. He never murdered me. My first time should be given to him at that time." Yan Meng really rubbed her little butt and walked into the house step by step.
Hands were held, Ke Yihan embraced her into her arms, pressed her waist, and asked, "At that time, which time?"
"Hey, don't remember, when it rains, I get wet, you are wet, and then we ..." Yan Mengzhen's words behind, after all, didn't say it.
Ke Yihan bit her lips, fiercely, broke the skin directly, pain, she hurts. She hurts.
Yan Meng really gave him for the first time. He didn't doubt it, but before that, did Chen look at her body? Does their lips have been combined thousands of times? He thought of here, he was angry, but he was just angry, but it was just angry, but he was angry, but he was just angry, but it was just angry, but he was angry, but he was just angry, but he was angry, but he was just angry, but he was angry, but it was just angry, but he was angry, but he was just angry, but he was angry, but he was just angry, but it was just angry, but he was angry, but he was just angry, but he was angry, but he was just angry, but he was angry, but he was just angry, but he was angry, but he was just angry, but he was angry, but it was just angry, but he was angry, but he was just angry, but it was just angry, but he was angry, but he was just angry.
He ignored a question. They were still small at that time, many things, really did not do it. Furthermore, how many words were credible?
"Pain." Yan Meng really touched the red lips and said grievancely.
"Go back to the room to sleep, otherwise you will kill you." Ke Yihan said angrily.
Yan Mengzhen twitched his body, turned slowly, and left.
Ke Yihan wiped the blood in the corner of his mouth and shook his head helplessly. It seemed that he lost control tonight and rubbed the temples. This, he must put an end to her drinking in the future, otherwise it may not be referred to what basket?
Ke Yihan turned around, Uncle Wang shouted: "Master, the drunkenness of grandma drinking, I'm afraid of something wrong, it's better to stay tonight, I'm afraid, I can't see her, Master, Grandma, it's really pitiful, it's really pitiful, it's really pitiful.
Don't let you go again, and then throw her down again. "
"Uncle Wang, those who can't die are small things. Don't call me because of these things. Go back and rest and let her make trouble." After Ke Yihan said, turn around quickly.
"Master, are you like this, are you really good? You see, if, if here is a bit taller, she may be dead, do you really don't care about it? She is your wife?" Uncle Wang quickly asked
road.
"Uncle Wang, I allow you to speak for her, but I don't allow it again, and then talk to her again, my wife, you know clearly." Ke Yihan's cold voice came.
Uncle Wang stunned, turned around a few steps back and said, "Master, rest early, don't always stay up late, it's not good for your body."
After speaking, Uncle Wang turned and left step by step. If you do n’t love, what is the kiss just now? Now young people, hey, do n’t understand.
Ke Yihan looked at his back, and he was always sorry for his heart. After all, he was old, so he said that he was indeed too much.
However, in the end he turned around, leaving a big step, just arrived at the door. He said to Uncle Wang: "Uncle Wang, if there is something to call me, I will drive me."
Uncle Wang nodded and closed the door, Ke Yihan left quickly.
Next, the phone sound again. Obviously, Yan Meng really fell asleep, but he was a little insomnia. In his head, all the pictures of Yan Mengzhen and that Chen.
Red wine, half an hour to fall asleep, but still uncomfortable, one person disturb dreams, insomnia in the world.
Finally, he opened his eyes and looked at the black paint, and said coldly: "For the first time, it has nothing to do with you, everything Yan Meng really has nothing to do with you, Chen, he is one ..."
Yes, he wanted to scold people. He had to admit that Yan Meng was really for the first time.
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