Yao Shan's special purpose today is not to humiliate Hua Yu. She first looks at the door and finds that Yu Jinhuai has no sign of coming back. Then she takes out a piece of paper from her bag and throws it to Hua Yu. "This is a notice. You can release it today."

Hua Yu picked up the paper curiously, looked at it, and found that it was the manual of the last Han Donger incident. The note said to VV, indicating that Yao Shan had nothing to do with the matter, and asked to take the initiative to wash Yao Shan.

Yao Shan said, "what is your expression? Do you know who I am? As long as I say a word, I can immediately let you and all the people in your company evaporate, no one will notice

Flower language listening to the child's coercion, for a time even some crying and laughing. She threw the note back to Yao Shan and said with a smile, "then try it."

Yao Shan said angrily, "you are not dead until you reach the Yellow River. If you don't see the coffin, you will not cry! Good! Flower language, you wait for me, I will make you look good! "

Hua Yu nodded with a smile and said, "although I am good enough, if you can make me more beautiful, I will certainly appreciate you."

Wang Ma covered her mouth and burst into laughter. Yao Shan's face turned blue with anger, so he picked up his bag and left.

Passing by Gu biezhi's side in the yard, he glanced at her. In a low voice, he cursed: "mean fox spirit!"

Gu biezhi

"This person didn't take medicine when he went out this morning, or he took too much medicine, and his skull has something wrong. Don't pay attention to him."

Gu biezhi nodded gently, and then whispered, "today I tried to make Mango Mousse Cake with yogurt. It was not very good, but I..."

Hua Yu immediately understood Gu's meaning and said with a smile, "Mango Mousse Cake? It's just that I want to eat it. You can bring it

Gu Bingzhi was immediately happy as if he had won the five million grand prize and happily brought out the mango mousse cake he had spent all his energy making this morning from the refrigerator. In front of the flower language.

Flower language looks at the fabled exquisite mousse cake which is not well done. "Have you ever studied desserts before

Gu biezhi shook his head sheepishly Today is the first time. It's made according to the recipe. "

Hua Yu thinks that the talent of others is different. My first appearance is so good that I'm just a kitchen killer.

After tasting the small cake made by Gu Buzhi, the taste was surprisingly good. Flower language is very fond of the yogurt sandwich inside. The sour and sweet taste buds instantly have a sense of satisfaction.

Looking at his smile, Gu biezhi gave it a warm smile and went to feed it with dried fish.

Yu Jinhui came back late today. Huayu and several steamed stuffed buns finished their dinner. Wang Ma had already served sweet soup for dessert, and Yu Jinhuai returned home.

He was wearing a long black windbreaker, and his whole face looked light and meaningful, as if it were made by wind and snow. Until he saw the flower language of holding a white porcelain bowl, opening his mouth and preparing to swallow a cherry, his face gradually softened.

Gu biezhi wants to help him hang up his clothes. Yu Jinhuai is indifferent. "No need."

Gu biezhi bit his lip and stepped back carefully.

Hua Yu thinks that when can this frightening problem be changed? But he waved: "honey, do you want to eat cherries?"

Yu Jin Huai shook his head briefly and said, "come with me."

Hua Yu, holding a white porcelain bowl at a loss, follows Yu Jinhuai into the study. Yu Jin Huai will lock the door, black eyes heavy looking at the flower language, "today and the accident."

Flower language is startled. I don't know exactly what happened, but she has a creepy bad premonition.

"Another man died. Jump out of the building." Yu Jinhuai is concise and to the point, "there are the same handwriting under the body as Lin Haiyan, which is still left for you."

Flower language eyes unconsciously dodged for a while, asked in a low voice: "what is this time?"

"I love three things in this world,

the sun, the moon and you.

the sun for the day,

the moon for the night,

and you forever."

the short and beautiful love poem was said by Yu Jinhui in a tone that did not contain any emotion, which was inexplicably cold.

Hua Yu's face turned pale.

She knew it was a love poem from Tagore's bird collection.

Ilovethreethingsinthisworld,thesun, themoonandyou.Thesunfortheday ,themoonforthenight,andyouforever。

Three thousand in the world, I love three.Sun, moon, and Qing.

Sun is morning, moon is evening, Qing is morning and evening.

Who the hell is that man? Why do you always use this cruel and bloody way to convey these ambiguous words to her?

Is it really the same as Feng Wan's joke like you?

Flower language for no reason to panic, the eyes are as if covered with a layer of dense fog.

Yu Jin Huai clasped her shoulder and said in a deep voice, "I'm here. No one can hurt you."

Flower language retracted into his arms, tightly hugged his waist and whispered, "what does this man want to do? I don't know him at all! Why does he always... "

The mood in Yu Jin Huai's eyes is like a sea of clouds, which brings out a kind of ferocious cruelty that has never been seen in flower language. It is like a fierce beast that is bloodthirsty and looks around the world quietly before the cruel fight.

"He's just a madman." Yu Jinhuai lifted his lips coldly and showed a sarcastic smile.

-- a cowardly, timid, cowardly, worthless lunatic.

Yu Jinhuai bowed his head and kissed her on the brow, comforting him: "don't be afraid."

The flower language smelled the light tobacco fragrance on his body, and nodded to his friend gently. "Actually, I'm not afraid I just feel very strange... "

She frowned slightly. "This person makes me feel very It's weird. "

It is clear that this person is using the most cruel and extreme means to tell her some information, but Hua Yu feels that this style is extremely familiar

Yu Jin Huai said, "don't think about it."

Flower language looked up at his dark eyes like Midnight: "who is the person who died this time?"

Yu Jinhuai vomited three words: "Lin Wanquan."

Lin Wanquan.

Lin HaiYan's brother.

Flower language Leng for a while, then murmured in a low voice: "it is really all people who have offended me..."

"Shen tin is already investigating." Yu Jin Huai road. "Don't worry."

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