Jing Miyu walked over, put it on his shoulder, and stroked it with a big palm.

The long hair was pushed apart.

She pulled over the chair next to her and squeezed between the two men, "Hi, handsome little guy, you really match from afar."

Yan Yu and Sun Ran were both used to her artificial posture and moved their positions to the side.

She picked up the metal fork and forked a small cake on the plate, "Have you agreed on the work?"

Yan Yu said, "It is certain that you double your salary. As for how much you can, it depends on his strength."

"Our family Sun Ran is the fighting champion." The daily term for protecting the cubs and old hens.

Sun Ran glanced at her coldly, "You have a cake on your face."

Yan Yu immediately handed over the tissue.

Jing Miyu wiped her lips and squinted her eyes and gnawed the cake. Through Yan Yu's half-drinking coffee cup, she saw his hand on the table, which was refracted and enlarged.

The hand dropped her two bowls last night, and after that, he was driven out by her. She won a great victory.

She pulled out a straw and poked his hand.

Yan Yu's palm itched and she looked at her.

She continued to poke.

He frowned lightly.

In the past, he was always bathed in spring breeze, and his brows were not tight. Now he learned to frown. Look at his daring to be angry but not speak, she smiled happily.
Chapter completed!