Chapter 1967
Chapter 1967
Smell the quilt, belong to Yan Shuhan breath, Yi Xiaoling's cheek, become red.
After lying down for a while, he sat up from the bed.
Holding his quilt, reluctant to let go.
She hasn't seen him for a year, so she can't remember his appearance
Yi Xiaoling quickly got up from the bed, went to Yan Shuhan's wardrobe, reached out to open his wardrobe, and checked his clothes inside.
Good, only men's clothes, not women's.
clothes are also what he smells good, and there is no out of order perfume smell.
Looking at the Uniform suit inside, she hung it up again, opened another cabinet and took a look at the casual clothes inside.
Whenever you see anything wrong, check it out
After looking at the wardrobe, check the table again.
She quickly looked through all the large rooms.
It's not suspicious at all.
She's been away for a year, hasn't he let anyone into his room?
even layout as like as two peas ago.
Even on the edge of the table, they were taken from small to large.
Yi Xiaoling walks towards the table and reaches for the smallest frame.
In the picture, she was born.
It was the first time she saw Yan Shuhan.
As soon as she saw him, she laughed at him sweetly. She even lost her eyes and was photographed.
She was too young to protest. This ugly picture was saved.
Yan Shuhan also developed the photo and insisted on putting it in his room. He said that this was the meeting gift he should receive when he went to see her
Isn't it proper to give a gift to see people?
Why did he come here and become a collector?
Black, treacherous!
Yi Xiaoling put the photo frame into his backpack, ready to take it away.
My eyes fell on another frame on the table.
It was when she first learned to walk.
When he was a toddler, he insisted on pulling Yan Shuhan's clothes and following him.
He was already very tall, she stood beside him, as small as a teddy, the mission of chasing his footsteps, can not catch up with, finally fell a dog eat shit.
He did not come to help her even if, still use the mobile phone, she fell over the appearance, to take a picture.
Yi Xiaoling thought for a moment and put this picture frame into his backpack.
The other one reached for the frame.
She had just learned to eat rice paste. The first mouthful of rice paste was fed by him.
He was also the first time to feed rice paste. He was not proficient. Seeing that she was crying to eat, he was anxious to feed her. As a result, he shook his hand and directly fed a spoonful of rice paste into her nose
She was captured by her mother.
He even developed such a shameful picture.
Confiscate!
Yi Xiaoling didn't want to open the backpack again and put the photo frame in.
Then he scanned Yan Shuhan's desk again.
As long as she's ugly, they'll take them.
How could he have her ugly in his eyes?
Must be beautiful, beautiful all the time!
All the photos are packed well. Yi Xiaoling raises her eyebrows with satisfaction and reaches out to pick up a picture of Yan Shuhan on the desk.
Before she went abroad, she photographed it for him. She said she would take it abroad. When she thought about him, she could watch it.
Unexpectedly, he also washed it out and put it on his desk
Yi Xiaoling's eyes flashed, like what, his face suddenly became pale.
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