Yin Yijie stood side by side with a leader, a white shirt, and stood abruptly in the flock of chickens.
Yes, he is the youngest and coolest in the crowd, with a straight waist, a little thin and energetic.
Everything is in sharp contrast to those bloated suits.
It's not hot, but it's probably not cold when wearing a shirt. He looks extremely capable, and he is worthy of being the youngest entrepreneur, and he looks like it no matter how he looks.
He didn't wear red in a white shirt, and he didn't wear a lot of red in his home.
The pair of gray eyes suddenly swept over, like lightning, sweeping by, but it had already scorched me.
My hands stopped on my stomach, my body was stiff, and my mind was filled with buzzing sounds.
The only feeling is that the baby kicks it hard
I quickly lowered my head, not knowing what happened to the baby.
I've been doing well all the time, why are I moving so frequently and fiercely today?
Could it be that the flesh and blood are born?
Just like no matter how I don’t like my parents, I can’t hate them, my flesh is so strong that I can’t hate them.
I looked up and seemed to have turned his head and his eyes seemed to have swept across my stomach.
Could it be that his eyes can make the baby so happy? The baby knows him, he also looks at the baby, he
"Look, the girl next to Mr. Yin is so beautiful."
This voice was filled with sarcasm that continued to speak insincerely.
"She is the one who got engaged a while ago, the third princess of Fan, Fan Shan, and Mr. Yin's real fiancée."
"oh"
The sarcastic tone of elevated spirit and the lengthened tail sound, you can even know what it means with your feet.
I lowered my eyes and straightened my back, but my head was slightly lowered.
He looked at me, he looked at the baby, and the baby was so happy; he turned his head in a hurry, and I think I was right.
This is enough.
Fan Shanshan is here, and I have not yet had water in my mind, so I want him to show it.
However, I suddenly felt something was wrong. There seemed to be two sharp eyes on the side, full of resentment, as if I was about to pierce me.[
Without turning my head, I looked up at the rostrum, and Fan Shanshan was not on it.