Lan Yinshui took the lead in walking into the courtyard. Several college disciples in the hospital were chatting. When they saw a few people coming, they came to say hello.
Beichen is still the old rules. Basically, in addition to the purple pupils, the students can not see others. The trainees also know his temperament. He doesn't feel weird. He says hello and take the initiative to let the front road.
Bei Chen took the purple pupil and stepped to the steps, walked along the corridor to the shepherd room next to the shepherd, walked halfway, a door on the side of the corridor suddenly opened, and a sloppy figure was exposed in the door. It was Yan Hui.
At this point, Lan Yinshui had come to the front. When Yan returned to the door, Bei Chen just hugged Zitong and walked to her door.
Zitong was hugged by Beichen, her face was in her direction, and she saw Yan Hui at a glance. Zi Tong didn't say much, but just smiled and cast a look.
That look is deep.
There are provocations, proud, and deep contempt ...
In fact, Zitong is not the kind of person who likes to show affection to others, but do you also have to look at the objects, such as Yan Hui.
She didn't mind being a happy little woman at all. Anyway, some people who were not pleasing to the eye were used to be angry, isn't it?!
Yan Hui is also a clever person, and naturally she reads the meaning in her eyes.
For a moment, it was already full of breath, almost frying lung qi.
Of course, this is a momentary thing, Beichen has walked over with purple pupils.
His face was calm and calm, and he did not fluctuate because of Yan Hui.
Because he did not see Yan Hui, he was not ignored, not a blind eye, but completely ignored.
I haven't seen his little girl for more than half a year. Now Bei Chen only thinks of Zitong.
She was uncomfortable in his arms, will the pillars next to her touch her feet ... and so on.
Yan Hui felt that he was deeply despised, so he became more angry and stepped to the gallery. Looking at a few people away, he almost bit the silver teeth.
"ha!"
Zitong laughed.
Beichen raised his eyebrows, and didn't know why she laughed.
"You didn't see it?" Zitong asked.
"Who?" Beichen asked.
Zi Tong was slightly stunned, and then he laughed. "A woman you shouldn't see."
Beichen also stunned, and then understood it. She should be Yan Hui.
However, her tone seems to be a bit sour.
Is this little thing jealous again?
However, he did nothing!
"Huh!" Zitong straightened up and got on his ears, "I'm jealous, are you allowed?"
Do nothing?!
Who was Yan Hui as his fiancee before?!
After that, she shrank into his arms again, and looked at Lan Yinshui, "Yes, Yinshui, are you not hurt?"
She had just fallen, and someone's hand was already racing lightly on her waist.
The key was attacked, Zi Tong **** was difficult, almost laughed, turned his face, glanced at Beichen fiercely, and people jumped away from his arms.
"I'm fine." Lan Yinshui closed his steps and put the small movements of the two in his eyes, but only when he didn't see it, he reached out and pushed the door in front of him, "Please!"
Inside the door, in the guest room.
The pastoral color is like paper, lying quietly on the pillow.
As soon as Zitong frowned, he immediately walked to his side, and his hand raised his hand to reach out to his quilt.
With a tight grip on her wrist, Beichen held her hand seemingly casually, and then his own fingers fell on Mu's wrist.