Chapter 1288: Dedication to art (1/2)

”My assistant followed closely, and finally she got rid of her.”

The woman said with a smile, and her eyes also looked at the man from time to time.

”It's okay, just come.”

As the language fell, the two began to enjoy their candlelight dinner. The romantic candlelight was also a smoked drunken person. After a glass of intoxicating red sprinkles, even their expressions were intoxicated.

The man came over and sat beside the woman, and the lips of the two were also stuck together, even making a kiss from time to time.

And they thought there was no one here, but they didn't know. At this time, not far away, they sat a woman, and the woman looked at them coldly. In the dark, she could only see her face, It was very deserted.

The two were there for a while, and then they got dressed and went out directly. When they were out of the room, the woman sitting at the table was still unmoved. She held a glass of water in her hands and drank it bit by bit.

It wasn't until she finished drinking a glass of water that she took out her purse from her bag, and then took out one and put it on the table. This was when she went out.

The wind outside clearly blew on her face, and she felt more and more lonely.

She clasped her arms tightly, almost hiding all her face in her coat.

She hugs herself, she warms herself.

I don't know how long she walked. She took the phone out of her pocket and stuck it on the top of her chest. In fact, her heart still hurt.

Leave early, she told herself, yes, leave early.

Leaving the wrong place, she didn't want anything, she didn't want anyone anymore, everyone was terrible.

When she went back, it was already about ten o'clock.

”Miss Yan, you are back,” the assistant heard the door ringing, and ran over quickly, and it really scared her. Yan Huan went out alone, even she did not bring it, so dangerous.

I'm fine, just go out and walk away, Yan Huan took off her scarf and put it aside, the heat inside the house smoked her, and also added her brushless face to the color, and yes Not as pale as in the past.

”Miss Yan, I have something to tell you.”

The assistant's words have been held in my heart for a long time.

”Well, you say it,” Yan Huan changed her clothes and pulled the quilt away. She was sleepy and she wanted to rest for a while.

”That, Mr. Lu Qin...”

The assistant still thought about how to speak. Of course, it was even harder to say. ”Miss Yan, you should pay attention to him. I saw, I saw...”

She still couldn't tell, she pointed her finger right.

”You say, I am like this, what else can hurt me?” Yan Huan touched his head, it was much better, but it still hurts with a little touch, and she is already perfect. Really, there is nothing in this world that can make her sad anymore.