C365 Dazzling Lu

Ann Qianxi had a dream, a dream about how to interpret the four words "strange and bright" in perfect condition.

The only reason why this term was used to describe the situation was because if it was true, then he would definitely be sent directly to 250 Harmony Avenue (The City's First Psychiatric Hospital).

Ann Qianxi dreamed that Ye Yuni was holding her hand and eating roasted yogurt on the floor. She asked for a sixteen dollar strawberry flavored roasted yogurt, rubbed her hands, and pointed to a bag on another stall not far away. "Sofia, I've seen that bag online. He said his shoes were broken, and that Ann Qianxi had to come back with a pair of sneakers from the 36's specialty store.

The second dream was about Jia WanrouRong stepping onto the stage of Wimei's supermodel. She was tall and slender, dressed in sexy and very sparse underwear, with her straight and slender legs beneath her sexy feathered underwear, and her 15cm high heels. On the stage, she was like a snake swaying in a silver flame.

In the third dream, Ann Qianxi dreamed that Chiang Lee had returned. He got off the plane, and his coat was stained with the smell of melting snow. He carried a big suitcase with a light gray sky in the background, and he wanted to reach out his hand to touch Ann Qianxi's hair.

The three dreams intertwined and revolved around each other until 10 in the morning. Ann Qianxi's head was bombarded by the three dreams, and her eyes were opened.

Dreamscape was a subconscious, irregular activity that was separated from the real world. In real life, Ye Yuni didn't even know what a stall was, and Chiang Lee wouldn't come back.

Ann Qianxi, who had woken up from her hangover, felt as if she had been punched in the head by a giant, buzzing sound. Hearing footsteps in the hallway, she raised her head and saw a man walking in. He was wearing a white shirt that emitted the smell of sunlight. She sat on Ann Qianxi's bed and looked at him, then patted her face again, thinking that the person in front of her was still in her dreams.

Ann Qianxi rubbed her eyes again. He was still alive in front of her, and his aura was flowing with her familiar appearance for more than ten years. He lovingly rubbed Ann Qianxi's hair like a big brother, his voice warm and filled with magnetism.

Ann Qianxi numbly shook her head, Chiang Lee then picked up a blanket beside him and gently draped it over Ann Qianxi's body.

Far away in Ye Yuni's room, Ye Yuni was lying on the chest of a man. Her fingers unconsciously drew circles on the man's chest like a feather, and her tone sounded like she was both angry and angry. "I still haven't woken up." Ye Yuni was lying on the chest of the man.

After a while, Ye Yuni rolled over and reached under the covers for the man's shirt. Her fingers skimmed over the man's muscular body.

"Aiya, why are you still sleeping, lazy little bugger." Ye Yuni bit down on the man's neck and said, "Wake up quickly, bath towel." At the same time, the man woke up. His head came out from under the blanket and when they looked at each other, the air had frozen …

Millet didn't look like he saw a beauty when he saw Ye Yuni, instead, he seemed to see a ghost girl.

Ye Yuni stared at Millet in front of her. Her expression was like that of a female doctor who was about to give injections to a mouse …

Millet swallowed his saliva nervously and raised his hands like a duckling. His beautiful eyes blinked at Ye Yuni, "Uhm …" "Calm down first..."

Ann Qianxi went upstairs and was about to ask Ye Yuni what was going on. Chiang Lee followed behind her, wearing a soft shirt, his hair was also slightly messy like Ann Qianxi's, with a kind of unruly English beauty. When the two of them arrived at Ye Yuni's door at the same time, they caught sight of Ye Yuni lying on top of her assistant, Millet.

Ann Qianxi's brain was bombed like never before. To be more accurate, every three seconds, there was an atomic bomb that exploded. Her mind was blown inside out and she could not think. All that was left were all kinds of black mushroom clouds.

After a while, Ann Qianxi, the disheveled Ye Yuni, the flushed Millet, and the disheveled Chiang Lee all went out to wait for the elevator.

It was really impossible for her to face such a weird scene in front of her. With such a strange combination of people, her brain was already stuck in a dead-end state, and it was also as if there were a hundred Jia Wanrou dancing a steel pipe. The scene after her hangover made Ann Qianxi lose her ability to think and think normally.

Ann Qianxi turned back to Ye Yuni, looked at her warily, and called her name. As soon as she said that, Ye Yuni grabbed Ann Qianxi by the neck in an elegant, quick way, with a look that was even more undefeated than undefeated in the east.

With hooks in her eyes, Ye Yuni called out Ann Qianxi's name in a controlled manner, "Ann Qianxi, shut up."

At this moment, the elevator door chimed. To be precise, it was the elevator door across the room, and in the corridor was Ou Ney's unchanging handsome and charming face. His face was slightly red, it was unknown whether it was due to shyness or something, even Ann Qianxi felt that he was smiling shyly at her.

Following closely behind Ou Ney was Deng Yujin. As Ou Ney fastened the buttons on his shirt, he walked towards the door. Deng Yujin followed closely behind him and casually pulled up the zipper on his pants. ), he followed Wu into the room.

Ann Qianxi felt that this wasn't just a sentence, 'I got a shock...' It was a clear feeling that could be described.

Ann Qianxi and Ye Yuni Deng entered the elevator in silence. They looked at each other and immediately felt that the elevator had descended to the last level and fallen into the devil's hell.

And in such a huge scene, with all sorts of characters appearing, how could there be a lack of Zhu Zhu, the main supporting role of this movie? The four of them walked through the lobby of the hotel. Ann Qianxi saw Ye Jingrui and Zhu Zhu, who were both disheveled, walk out together …

Ann Qianxi suddenly thought of an extremely awkward scene. Back in middle school, because of her poor physics, she was often called to the blackboard by her teacher. The most nightmarish scene was a strange square figure being drawn on the blackboard, allowing Ann Qianxi to perform a stress analysis.

Now the problem is, Ann Qianxi held a ruler, facing the six people in front of her. Fellow students, tell me, how should I do stress analysis?