Chapter 1208: Her way (1/2)
At night, Sun Yuhan lay down. She still can't move. She has to rest for more than half a year before she can recover. The doctor said that for her leg, she didn't have to do anything good for the end, otherwise If it hurts again, it might be impossible to save even the fairy of Darrow. At that time, she really wanted to be a lame.
She just slept for a while, and the people sat up with her.
She opened the drawer on one side and took out a mobile phone card from the drawer. This phone card is Ye Xinyu. Fortunately, this one is not lost, and she is still useful.
She left the phone card in the drawer again, and when she lay down, the whole person was laughing a bit wildly, so she said, don’t mess with her, or touch her bottom line.
She really didn't want to kill someone, but if someone else wanted to kill her, then she would say sorry, for her own life, and the lives of others, and what was counted.
With a snapping sound, the lamp was turned off by her, and in the darkness, it seemed that she could still see the light under her eyes, almost touching the cold.
She has already reached this point, she can't retreat, she can only go in. If anyone wants her life, then she wants her life.
People stop killing, Buddha is killing Buddha
At this time, in the Lu Family's Lingering Garden, Yan Huan made a cup of flower tea and gave it to Lu Yi. She also took a cup herself. At this time, her actions while making tea were a bit meaningy and very clean. It's very beautiful, although it can't be said to be too professional, but it has already got the essence of it, and it can already be drawn to the third point.
She picked up the cup and put it on her lips.
I took a sip, and the tea smelled slightly bitter. The water seemed to be too hot, but it could be imported.
She didn't pick it, in fact, she didn't understand it, but Lu Yi liked it, and she knew something.
”The water is too boiled,” Lu Yi poured himself a glass, the first one was slightly astringent, and the second one might be just right.
”Then I will use cold water next time,” Yan Huan pours another glass. She admits that she has no big taste. She only has clothing, character, drama, but there is really no tea. No matter how good the tea is, Here, she is like drinking a donkey, and can't taste any taste.
Anyway, she has the same taste here, no taste.
”Don't she admit it?” Yan Huan poured herself a glass again. This was her fifth glass, or she didn't taste anything. If you know someone, she might really laugh and laugh. It turned out that her tea was so bad.
”What do you say?” Lu Yi sipped the tea in a cup, the fragrance of the tea filled, but he was not in it.
”No,” Yan Huan thought with his toes and knew that the fool would admit it, and Sun Yuhan's acting in the past few years had nothing to do with it.
She propped up her face on the table, shaking the tea cup in her hand. The cup was a small Kung Fu tea cup. She lifted it and placed it in front of her eyes. She would find it almost transparent under the lights in the room now. Now produced by modern technology, there is a kind of beauty that is out of the world.
”I have a way,” she put down the glass and her eyes smiled.
”I disagree,” Lu Yi put down the glass, ”I won't let you go.”
”But this is the best way, isn't it?” Yan Huan took the cup to his own eyes, ”And I don't want to wait any longer, wait, it will always be a long suicide, and our time should not be used in this. Wait for the words above.”
She lowered her eyes slightly, her white fingers were as pure as orchids, but who knew that the crimes that had happened to her had been brought to her by others.
If she did not return to the past, she felt that she would be very deprived, and she could not do such a deficient thing, she said that she could not do anything.