C379 Atremia

This time, however, the only difference was that Ye Yuni, while expressing her calmness, would not forget to mention her new carpet, or even the one she had bought from the Turnpike Mall.

For example, when Ye Jingrui was complaining that he had broken up with Hua Qi, Ye Yuni would say, "Your little girlfriend sometimes needs you to think about it. For example, when Ye Jingrui was complaining that he had broken up with Hua Qi, Ye Yuni would say," That little girlfriend of yours sometimes needs you to think about it.

Ye Jingrui held his forehead as he felt a little weak. He dragged out his last words with a long tone, "Sis, Hua Qi and I are just having an occasional conflict."

"Do you have to be careful even if you cause trouble? It's not easy for a girl like you to be with Hua Qi. You know that reality is not as good as writing novels, but it's bound to be very stressful for an ordinary girl like her to marry into a family like ours. If you really like her in this aspect, you have to pay a little bit for her, just like how I paid a lot of money for this Tampo carpet. "

"..." Ye Jingrui lazily moved away from the sofa, "Sis, why do you always have this carpet in your hands?"

"Because she really did pay a lot of money. I feel that since I like this carpet, I won't regret paying it. This is the same reason as chasing after girls. What a perfect analogy."

Ye Jingrui closed his eyes. Ann Qianxi felt that he was about to faint due to Ye Yuni's so-called "carpet." Or perhaps, he wanted to directly kick his legs and lay on the ground.

Of course, other than Ye Jingrui and Ann Qianxi, Ye Yuni's focused eyes were like a camera as they scanned Ye Jingrui and Ann Qianxi.

And you, Qianxi, I can see that you and Chiang Lee are not that fond of him, do you really have to dig out his lungs for him? You just want to stay on his belt and punch off work with him every day to buy groceries. You are just like the white bone spirit in Journey to the West. "Wasn't it the tender and tender Tang Zheng who beat you up to the point of crying for your parents with a single sentence? Is he only willing to risk his life to beg for mercy?"

"I say, Yuni, why do you sound like someone from the capital?" Ann Qianxi was in the middle of making up in front of a small mirror. Ye Yuni's cherry lips, which looked like they were covered in candied fruits, were reflected in the mirror. Ann Qianxi thought he was reciting the Pineapple Heart Sutra.

"Sigh, Qianxi, good words are good for illness, good words are good for hearing, good words are good for hearing, I am doing this for you."

Ann Qianxi glanced at Ye Jingrui, who was lying on the sofa, and his eyes almost fell off the top of his head. Ann Qianxi agreed with him, and she couldn't help but want to shake hands with him.

If there was a lipstick or a carbon pen or something like that among the people in the capital city right now.

At that time, Zhu Zhu would join in the jeering. Of course, Jia Wanrou, who was always in a daze, would also join in as well.

Ye Yuni's every perfect appearance would be accompanied by the other three players.

For example, the organizers invited a few people to talk to the executives of another company at the anniversary of a certain company. Coincidentally, the top management was a handsome guy.

At the time, Zhu Zhu and Ann Qianxi were chatting with two of the more handsome men in their line of business, holding champagne. They had the tan skin of their area.

Ann Qianxi and Zhu Zhu had discussed this topic before, but Zhu Zhu said she didn't think that boys with wheat or bronze colors were that handsome.

However, when she saw these two, Zhu Zhu didn't take back her words because of any special reason. The most important thing was to see their faces.

When Ye Yuni saw another beauty in front of two handsome men with bronze-colored skin, she seemed to have floated over from somewhere like a ghost.

The two men became even more excited. Their eyes lit up as they said to Ye Yuni in a warm but shy manner, "Wa, beauty, if you have time, go play in the west. Do you know, we have a lot of girls with snow-white skin like you, your skin is as white as the mountains in the west?"

Ye Yuni gulped down the champagne in her glass and pushed the glass away, rolling her eyes and frowning. To the west? What? I really don't understand how the girls in the west don't put on sun protection and make their skin purple. Is it that nice to watch? It's a good thing they're not men. Oh, yes, you're men, but then again, you're men, aren't you? Your people really don't seem to know their gender … "

Zhu Zhu covered Ye Yuni's mouth and dragged her away. Zhu Zhu didn't think that Ye Yuni and Jia Wanrou, who weren't afraid of death, would be the only one left.

Jia Wanrou went up and continued, "Aiya, it was last time when I went to your bathroom and saw a man with a short haircut sneaking in. If I didn't see him take off his pants and go to the toilet, I really would have called the police. After I heard from the police that it really was a woman, I dared to come out …"

If Ann Qianxi hadn't dragged Jia Wanrou out, they would have been worried. The two men had unsheathed their long sabers and sliced the two of them into pieces.

Ann Qianxi's heart sank when she thought of Jia Wanrou.

Over the years, she, Ye Yuni, and Zhu Zhu had lived a novel life, a movie life, and Jia Wanrou had lived like the man in the gap between them.

Before this, they had thought that it didn't matter. However, when one was truly soft and gentle, they would realize that their beautiful dreams were full of holes and were filled with wind.

They were busy in a beautiful dreamlike life, living and falling in love, but never caring about gentleness. Did she work well? When did she get a new boyfriend? Was there anything unpleasant about her? Did anyone share it?

A girl like Ann Qianxi never seemed to have seriously spoken to Rou Rou. It was as if Rou Rou played the role of a fun life filling agent between them.

Ann Qianxi was silent. She knew Ye Yuni knew what she was thinking. Ye Yuni knew the moment she looked down that Ann Qianxi was sick from the stomachache in her aunt's stomach.

Zhu Zhu, who had always been very observant, also stopped talking.