"Meng Yichen, you can’t let go of here."
After listening to her words, Meng Yichen laughed and picked her up directly. "Then change places."
He carried her into it.
Yin Anran discovered that there was actually a lounge in the president’s room.
She was thrown out of bed and just remembered that he had leaned over and his hands began to wander uneasily again.
"Meng Yichen you don’t …"
"It’s too naughty to dye you."
At the thought of this little woman trying to push herself away, there is a flame in his heart that can’t be extinguished!
"Remember that you are my woman and I am your man!" His low voice echoed with evil spirits
"Meng Yichen" she looked at him. "We’re gross, aren’t we? Why won’t you let me go! "
The soft light in his eyes disappeared instantly and was replaced by gloomy and cold eyes. He tightly buckled her jaw. "Yin Anran, you don’t want to stay with me so much? ！”
Her eyes were unconsciously fogged.
It’s not a question of whether she wants it or not.
"I am a contract with you, aren’t I? I am shady and you will be so stubborn since your family gave it to you … "
After the second half of the sentence, she suddenly choked and couldn’t say it.
Section 39
"Why don’t you go on talking?"
She said no.
"Yin Anran, listen to me clearly. I won’t let you go and you won’t escape from me!"
As soon as the voice fell, he leaned over and took possession of her.
She clutched her body sheet with both hands, and a line of clear tears crossed her eyes.
It feels so bad …
Meng Yichen looked up from her neck fossa, and the tears fell into his eyes. He went to kiss her tears, "Don’t cry when you dye them."
He will feel distressed when she cries.
"Meng Yichen, I hate you," she sobbed.
His eyes were deep and he didn’t speak, but he kept paying attention to her.
That kind of feeling is like if you want to integrate her into your body.
The tide of love faded. Yin Anran had the strength to lie in bed. Meng Yichen picked her up.
"You don’t … I’ll do it myself." She wanted to go, but she found that she didn’t even have the strength to struggle, and the whole person was weak
"Don’t move. Are you sure you still have strength?" He chuckled.
Yin Anran slightly lifted her eyes and saw his lip angle evoke a smile. She was a little stunned.
Yin An’s dyed clothes have already been torn by Meng Yichen after the fierce incident just now, so she can’t wear them.
There is nothing for her to wear in the lounge. Meng Yichen can get her a shirt and wear his pants, which are too loose for her to wear.
Ok, his shirt is more than one meter longer than his. His shirt can be used as a skirt for it is one meter, six meters and three meters.
Meng Yichen carried her to the bed after cleaning her. He raised her hand and rolled the shirt sleeve for her.
Meng Yichen raised her hand and stroked her little face. "Are you hungry?"
Yin Anran nodded his head. How could he not be hungry until now?
"I’ll ask Shen Feng to buy something to eat. You should sleep for a while first."
He is like a child.
Yin Anran was tortured by him. Now she is tired and sleepy. She nodded her head.
Meng Yichen walked out of the room and Shen Feng will come soon.
"Go and buy two servings to eat."
Shen Feng nodded and was about to quit when Meng Yichen stopped him. "Is there anything else for the president?"
"By the way, you have to buy a suit of women’s clothes in size S"
Shen Feng slightly one leng suddenly thought of just seeing the President coming out of the lounge.
He coughed a "good" knowingly.
Meng Yichen gave him a hubris. "Why are you coughing?"
“……”
"I’ll buy rice and clothes."
Shen Feng hurriedly back out.
Chapter 7 Mild Sunshine Teenager
When Meng Yichen returned to the lounge, Yin Anran had already fallen asleep.
Her small nose was slightly moved by breathing, and her little face was slightly flushed. Meng Yichen went over and tucked her in.
Shen Feng speed is very fast, and it didn’t take long to buy rice and clothes.
"dyeing"
Yin Anran slept soundly, and when she heard someone calling her, her nose snorted and her body moved a little.
"Get something to eat when you dye it."
Yin An dyed melody nowadays and opened his eyes.
Meng Yichen accompanied her to dinner, but neither of them spoke much in this period.
……
On the day of the photo exhibition
This time, a city is holding a medium-sized photography exhibition. The scale is large, but it is definitely not small.