After Yan Xiaolan returned to the villa, she hurriedly took a bath and then walked to her old home as a habit. When Yan Cheyu saw it, she rushed into the room ahead of her and tidied up the room for her in a haphazard manner.
Come.
"Uncle, you are tired today, go and have a rest! I will clean up this room myself." Yan Xiaolan looked at Yan Cheyu, who was already a little rickety, and couldn't bear it.
"It's okay, uncle, you're not tired." Yan Cheyu said to Yan Xiaolan while cleaning up the garbage. There is really not a lot of garbage here. It seems that Mrs. Yan was really fond of Yan Xiaolan in the past.
I hate it so much!
"You're not tired yet. You're already sweating profusely. Go and have a rest. I'll do it right here!" Yan Xiaolan said, pushing Yan Che and him out of the room regardless of whether he wanted it or not.
, and then closed the door. Yan Cheyu stood outside the door, stunned for a while, then shook his head and returned to his room.
Tonight, too many people are bound to have trouble sleeping!
After Yan Xiaolan finished cleaning up the room, she lay down on the small bed and stared at the ceiling blankly. The ceiling was still the same as before, but the people under the ceiling had changed.
The killer of Tang Sect was easily eliminated. Who could that person be? Could it be the classical woman in white next to the big pervert? Well, I don’t know how the big pervert is doing now. I
The kick that kicked him at the beginning seemed to be a little too heavy. Thinking about it, Yan Xiaolan thought of Shangguan Wudao, the cold and affectionate bad guy, again and again.
Everything that happened between Yan Xiaolan and Shangguan Wudao is now constantly replayed in Yan Xiaolan's mind in the form of a nostalgic movie. The big bad guy once shamelessly took away her first kiss by force.
Zeng looked at his whole body shamelessly. Well, although his figure was not the best, it was not far behind. Humph, I will not be a human being until I take revenge! Yan Xiaolan pointed at the ceiling and groaned angrily.
She boasted all over the place, but she didn't know that someone had planted a seed of love in her heart, just waiting to take root and sprout.
Unknowingly, the sky was turning white, and Yan Xiaolan didn't know when she woke up, or to be more precise, she didn't know whether she fell asleep last night.
Rubbing her blurred eyes, Yan Xiaolan got up and got out of bed and walked to the bathroom to wash up. When she saw herself in the bathroom mirror, she was shocked.
"Am I the person here?"
Yan Xiaolan held a toothbrush in one hand and a mouthwash cup in the other. She looked at herself in the mirror in disbelief - dark circles under her eyes, pale skin on her face, and a hollow look.
Eyes, disheveled hair,,,
It’s so embarrassing, so embarrassing!
Yan Xiaolan closed the bathroom door with a bang, rinsed her mouth first, then washed her hair, and then put on makeup. After a few struggles, she nodded to the mirror with some satisfaction and walked out of the bathroom.
Returning to the bedroom again, Yan Xiaolan unexpectedly thought of Shangguan Wudao again and what he had said to her in that nightclub called Xinchao.
“Is my hair really in bad shape? Does it need to be treated?!”
Yan Xiaolan sat in front of the dressing table in the room, holding a hair dryer in one hand and combing her moist hair with the other, murmuring involuntarily.
Damn it, I actually inexplicably remembered that hateful big pervert again, how spineless! Yan Xiaolan despised herself over and over again in her heart.