Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian

Chapter 883 The Handsome Is Deadly Responsible For Him, Be Ugly

After getting in the nanny car, Yan Su smothered herself in the back seat.

Jiaojiao laughed: "Did you play too late yesterday?

"..."

Last night tossing, can you look good?

Yan Su lowered her head to her neck.

Some things can't be told to the assistant.

I can only look down to consult: what if I get drunk and sleep with a boy younger than myself, the problem is that the other person hates himself, should he hide it or should he run away?

Immediately after the question was dropped, many answers were obtained.

Doudou: Of course, if you look ugly or handsome, handsome is deadly and responsible for him, and ugly.

I have a big dream: My sister is so happy. I want to sleep until a little boy, why ca n’t I sleep?

Here comes the peach: let's tell someone better, if the other person wakes up and finds that he doesn't know who was sleeping, it's so depressing.

What is it? What's so tangled, let's just talk directly. Do you want to be responsible for your mother, don't even put on a skirt and leave.

A natural pair: If the other person is handsome and alive, you can do it **.

…….

In short, there are all kinds of things.

Yan Su was speechless, and she had seen the strange thoughts of netizens.

In short, the thoughts of netizens are without exception the ugly talents of the other party.

But what good is handsome, bad temper.

And she really didn't have any idea about Molucy, so she drunk and got drunk late last night and wanted to indulge for a night.

She sighed quietly.

Otherwise, wait till you're done and go back and make it clear.

Will he make himself responsible?

probably not.

Treat yourself at most with poisonous tongues.

Is it possible to split yourself up?

Or let yourself be paid?

Yan Su froze for a moment.

The more I thought about it, the more thrilled my legs were trembling.

She sighed quietly.

...

After arriving in Hainan, Yan Su took two days of mv shooting at the beach one after another and had no time to buy medicine.

On Monday evening, when she returned to the apartment, Yan Su dragged her suitcase out of the elevator, took out her home key, and then glanced at the door of Molucy's room.

After tangling for a while, the door over there suddenly opened, and An Ning stepped out of it.

Yan Su froze, "You ..."

"Sister Xue, do you live here?" An Ning was even more surprised than she was.

Yan Su nodded. "Before I lived with Lausanne. Later, Lausanne got married and moved away. Now I live here alone, but it should be moved next year. Don't tell me."

An Ning was stunned. It was about Moluci who wanted to live near Lausanne before he lived here.

She is a little envious of Yan Su, but fortunately Yan Su is three years older than Moluci, and often participates in activities outside, she does not have to worry too much. "Relax, I absolutely will not."

After Yan Su took the key and opened the door of her house, she still couldn't help looking at An Ning in doubt, "you ..."

An Ning shook across An Ning's face, "We are in a relationship."

Yan Su blinked, and it took a long time to respond, "Oh ..."

She was a little shy, and hadn't heard of the relationship between the two before.

But I remember when I was in the club, An Ning was always around Molucy.

Could it be that he was a third party and put his boyfriend to sleep?

Yan Su straightly drummed, "Well ... how long have you been dating?"

An Ning thought that she and Lausanne were good friends, and hoped that she would pass the words into Lausanne's ears, and said, "It ’s not long, Sister, will you make porridge, the senior is a bit uncomfortable today, I want to drink porridge, I I have failed for a long time, and I was thinking of going downstairs to buy it, but I think I'll have my own heart.

"Oh ... I'll order ..." Yan Su took a long time to force himself to return to God. "Wait a minute, I'll put things away."

"Thank you, Sister Xue," An Ning bowed gratefully.

Back in the room, Yan Su took a long time to sort out.

She was sleeping with her boyfriend.

She almost ran to tell the truth to others.

If it were said, it would be killed.

For a moment, Yan Su really felt that she had never sinned, and even An Ning felt very sorry.

Therefore, this matter is still in your own bones, never say it, do not affect the relationship between people.

Furthermore, she was three years older than Molucy, and she was not suitable, and she could not accept her brother-in-law.

An Ning and Mo Lu Xi are more suitable both in appearance and age.

Of course, the main thing is what Molucy likes.

Figured it out, Yan Su decided not to think about what happened that night.

After changing a piece of home clothes, Yan Su went to the next door.

It can be seen that An Ning's cooking skills are really bad, the kitchen is messy, and the pot is burned.

"Where's Molucy?" Yan Su asked. "Is he uncomfortable taking medicine?"

"Resting in the room, it seems like I have a fever and weakness, but I have taken medicine," An Ning said.

Yan Su nodded, and making a porridge was a trivial matter to her.

She had no other materials at home, so she had to make a lean porridge. When An Ning came over with salt, Yan Su saw the wound on her finger and held her back.

"I just cut the meat accidentally," An Ning said, looking down.

Yan Su saw that her fingers were slender, and when she saw that she usually did nothing at home, it was also, after all, there was an older sister above her.

"I have a band-aid in my house, and I'll give you one later," Yan Su said.

After more than ten minutes, Yan Su boiled the porridge. "You can give her something to eat, and I'll go."

...

After Yan Su left, An Ning was holding porridge into the bedroom, and Moluoxi was drowsy. She woke him, "Senior, porridge is ready."

Molucy opened her tired eyes, but she didn't have any appetite, but when she saw the bandages on her hands, she sat up and ate two.

Unexpectedly, the porridge tasted good.

There is also **** shreds inside, which makes people who are sick eat very comfortable.

"Senior, how does it taste?" An Ning asked carefully.

"Well," Molucy responded lightly and drank all the porridge.

An Ning breathed a sigh of relief. Although he didn't say anything, he still liked it very much.

"I'm fine, you go back," Molucy lay back on the quilt.

He was upset for the past two days, and in the hotel that night, he was undressed and cold. He started to feel nothing, and he has a fever to this day.

"Senior, you look like this, I'm not so relieved, otherwise I ..."

"An Ning, I thank you for making me porridge, but I don't have the habit of letting women spend the night here," Mo Liuxi refused. He is really uncomfortable now and has no mood to deal with women.

"Well, senior, then I won't bother you, I will bring you breakfast tomorrow morning at school," An Ning pulled a quilt for him before leaving.

(End of this chapter)