Chapter 1748: Long and short legs (1/2)

Long and short legs.

Yes, long and short legs, maybe even Sun Yuhan didn't know that she already had long and short legs.

Yan Huan took a bite of the bun.

She would not sympathize with Sun Yuhan at all. She was arrested twice because of Sun Yuhan. If it were not Sun Yuhan, she was still in her own home. She might have been **** by people, and she didn't even drink a day.

She picked up a bun again and could feel it. The kind of eyes that Sun Yuhan cast on her were almost like hungry wolves. Especially every time she bites a bun, Sun Yuhan gritted her teeth.

Yan Huan continued to bite the steamed buns. Who can blame, but blame herself, but it hurts others.

Yan Huan ate two buns and was full. There was a bottle of water on the table that was not opened. She looked at the bottle of water but stood still. She did not know whether she could drink the bottle of water.

Arnold reached out his hand, took the bottle of water, and put it in front of Yan Huan.

”Thank you,” Yan Huan took the water and drank.

She wasn’t afraid of Arnold. At least this man had never hurt her or harmed her. He was really much better than those who were decent.

His joys, sorrows and sorrows have always been manifested in his face and actions, just like he hated Sun Yuhan, tortured Sun Yuhan, became his obsession, he will not let Sun Yuhan.

These, Yan Huan has seen it.

However, she thought of her current situation again. I don't know if she will have the same good luck as last time and can go home.

She took another sip of water, and did not feel how happy she was, but there was a certain kind of repression on her heart, which also made her a little bit, unable to breathe.

She walked back into the room again, and the air here was almost filled with a musty moisture.

And she doesn't even know where she is?

Is it still in the sea?

She thought she should still feel it.

Here you can also smell the air of the Haijiang River. At this time, when the osmanthus was open, the air seemed to have a slight scent of osmanthus, and it was also crushed in the air with some moisture at this time.

Only Haishi has such an air, and only Haishi has such an osmanthus fragrance.

Yan Huan lifted the quilt and lay down. She was full and drank enough, and her stomach was not so uncomfortable, but she just wanted to go home and wanted Lu Yi.

She pulled on the quilt, and even the quilt seemed to have a musty, moist smell, with a slightly sweet osmanthus scent. Occasionally, it smelled okay, and if I smelled more, the sweet ones were a little tired.

She closed her eyes and wanted to sleep. If she wakes up tomorrow morning, how good it will be at home, but she knows it, which may be a luxury.

It shouldn't be too difficult to run once, the second time.