Lan Nuyin and Yi Yanfeng finished breakfast and went out, walking side by side towards Xingluo Academy.
Really, what kind of breaking family rules can't even drive to school? How many years and months will it take to go like this?
Lan Nuyin rolled her eyes at the blue sky with dissatisfaction and thought sadly.
"Madam, I think taking a walk is also a good choice." Yi Yanfeng put his arm around Lan Nuoyin's shoulders and said.
Lan Nuoyin dodged his hand, but felt pain when it touched the wound. "You agreed last night not to touch me for a month!"
"I agreed casually..."
"It's a pity that I didn't say it casually!"
While the two were arguing, a blue sports car turned into a line and drove towards here.
The blue sports car stopped in front of the two people, and the driver's window was pulled down. An Yuye showed an unusually bright smile to Yi Yanfeng. "Brother, how was your honeymoon?"
Yi Yanfeng rolled her eyes at him and looked at Lan Nuoyin. "Madam... we want to come together..."
"Pfft...ma'am?!!"
Yi Yanfeng looked at An Yuye who seemed to be struck by lightning. "What?"
"You called her Madam?!...I must have a fever today!"
When An Yu was "crying like ghosts and howling like wolves" that night, (one night: Damn! Howling like wolves and howling like ghosts!) a familiar voice rang out.
"Yin'er! Yin'er!" As soon as Jing Yatong finished speaking, a purple sports car caught up with her and stopped next to the blue sports car.
"Xiaotong?" Seeing Jing Yatong's excited look, Lan Nuyin's eyes suddenly lit up. He pushed Yi Yanfeng into An Yuye's passenger seat without any courtesy. Just as he was about to leave, he was pulled away by Yi Yanfeng.
Back. Yi Yanfeng kissed her clear eyes without hesitation. "Be good..."
Two red clouds floated on Lan Nuoyin's face. Looking at An Yu's expression as if he had been struck by lightning at night, he wanted to find a hole in the ground and crawl into it.
He quickly closed the car door as if he was running away, and then quickly got into Jing Yatong's car.
Unexpectedly, Jing Yatong also looked frozen, and Lan Nuyin even had the urge to bite her tongue and commit suicide.
"Yin'er..." Jing Yatong swallowed her saliva and spoke with difficulty.