Rebirth:The President's exclusive beloved

Not far away from the Begonia tree, there is a swing set up by Han Yu for Huayu.

In fact, Hua Linglong and Han Yu are very worried. They are afraid that the flower language will lead to a bad life, so they propose this dinner party. But now, it seems that the president who manages everything possible to make their baby grow white and tender is more popular, so he is relieved.

Although the table is very quiet, there is no wine, no polite words, but very harmonious.

The source of harmony lies in the fact that the other three people on the table are watching Hua Yu and Yu Jin huaixiu's love.

Flower language is very picky.

For example, she likes to eat lion's head, but she can only eat the second half of it. She must put shrimp in laver soup. She only eats plum vegetables when she eats pork with preserved vegetables. She doesn't eat any animal viscera. She doesn't eat duck eggs and goose eggs

Hua Linglong used to be very worried that she would cultivate her daughter into such an evil virtue that others would not be able to support. However, Yu Jinhuai was very tolerant to her. In addition to the nutrition that she had to supplement, she had to let her eat what she didn't want or only ate half of it.

Even when Hua Yu fed him the chicken soup he had drunk, he did not refuse.

Hua Linglong and Han Yu look at each other in silence. They have only one idea - they are blinded by the flash.

Han Qiyue was full of gas without taking a few mouthfuls of rice.

She threw the spoon into the bowl, porcelain and porcelain collision sound is very clear, she looked at the flower language, warm soft mouth: "whisper, you see the script behind it?"

Flower language is peeling shrimp, a face at a loss: "what script?"

"It's the stage play arranged for the school anniversary." Han Qiyue said with a smile, "I read the script yesterday and found that you and Su Zhenyun have kissing scenes in Nanjian..."

Flower language hands a shake, just peeled shrimp fell on the table.

She swallowed her saliva, but still did not have the courage to look at the face of the great demon.

Han Qiyue is not a fuel-efficient lamp!! It's right in the heart! pierce to the heart of the matter!!

Hua Linglong coughed, "Xiaoyu, is your school's stage play so big?"

Hua Yu really wants to pretend to be dead.

Snow Queen and Kay kiss the forehead can be understood, but play with the devil kiss what is the ghost?!!

"I will never accept it!" Hua Yu's words are just and true. He secretly looks at Yu Jin Huai and finds that he is drinking soup in an orderly manner. He seems to be out of the way. His heart is burning with fire.

It's over! How angry!

However, Han Qiyue was afraid that the world would not be in chaos. "In fact, I didn't think it was very good at the beginning, but our instructor said that it would be more interesting. Besides, Xiaoyu was already having an affair with Su Zhenyun, and there will be many people to support her."

Well, after kissing, I see the scandal again

Flower language has a premonition of their own bleak future, can not help but want to kneel at the foot of the big devil to sing conquest.

But at this time, we must not advise.

Hua Yu said to Hua Yu with a smile: "don't just say me. I heard that Mo Yuanhan's mother likes you very much and wants you to be her daughter-in-law. Sister, you can't agree. If you do, you will have to follow Mo Yuanhan to call my little aunt together..."

Han Qiyue's face suddenly twisted.

Hua Linglong couldn't help laughing: "what did you say! Even if it's your sister and Yuan Han, it's still your sister! "

Hua Yu smiles but doesn't reply.

Hua Linglong has always been very good to Han Qiyue. When Han Qiyue was young, she even tried to get closer to her. However, Han Qiyue never appreciated her feelings and scolded her for being a junior and a fox spirit if she didn't know where to learn from.

Later, although Hua Linglong was no longer close to Han Qiyue, she never treated her badly in terms of food and clothing. As long as she had some flower language, she would prepare one for Han Qiyue. When Han Qiyue caught a cold, she immediately cooked ginger soup Such gentle care, even the iron man should melt, flower language until now can not understand how Han Qiyue this person's heart is how long.

How can she bear to frame up such a person who has been caring for her for five or six years taking drugs and finally forcing her to jump out of a building in despair

When Hua Yu thought of the bloody corpse that she saw under the skyscraper, she couldn't help but have a fury.

The plasma overflowed all over the place.

She hardly recognized her mother, who had always been graceful.

Hua Yu silently grasped the spoon in her hand and took a deep breath to suppress her strong emotion.

After a meal, Hua Yu sat on the swing in the yard for a while. Yu Jinhuai did not know what he was talking to Han Yu in the living room. The atmosphere was quite harmonious. Han Qiyue sat beside him and pretended to be clever. She was disgusting and disgusting. She could not see anything at all.

It's not that Han Qiyue's seduction of Yu Jinhuai is not invisible, but that he understands the great demon king in flower language. He doesn't like this kind of woman with color consciousness.

Flower language sitting on the swing, looking at the top of the Tang flower, smell the fragrance of Magnolia. In the small yard, there are insects chirping and the cold star in the sky is a few o'clock.

Huayu unconsciously closed his eyes on the swing rope until he noticed someone approaching. He looked up vaguely and saw that in the light and shadow of the garden lamp and the moonlight, the man was slender, wearing a black shirt, but was outlined by the moonlight with a silver edge. The cuff was pulled up, showing a cold white arm like porcelain jade.Flower language can not see his eyebrows and eyes, crooked his head and laughed, "thank you."

Yu Jin Huai's hands were copied into his trouser pockets, and his voice was a little cold in the Moonlight: "thank me for what?"

"Thank you for chatting with my parents." Flower language way.

She knew that it was meaningless for Yu Jinhui. Besides, he was not a glib Playboy like Gu Zhichen, but he was willing to accompany an old man to talk about state news and a woman to chat about family matters. If he said it, no one would believe it.

Yu Jinhuai walked over a few steps, Huayu immediately made way for his seat, leaving him room to sit on. Yu Jinhuai sat down as good as a stream, took him to the swing and shook, "is it just a verbal thank you?"

Hua Yu thought about it for a moment and then gave him a kiss on the face.

Yu Jinhuai said with a smile, "no, or oral thanks?"

Hua Yu is right to think about it, but she can't think of anything to answer.

Yu Jin Huai said, "your stage play..."

Hua Yu understood that the demon king always insisted on the principle of "being frank and strict in resisting death", and quickly explained: "our stage script has always been on a pure line. Even if there is a kissing scene, it is a borrowing position. I don't know that they are playing such a big game this time - but you can rest assured that I will ask them to change the script!"

Yu Jinhuai reached out and touched her hair, "good boy."