Sweet Wife in My Arms

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They have not forgotten that Yan Huan's mother, Yan Huan and Yi Ling's mother are all gone.

Opening the faucet, Yan Huan put his fingers underneath, watching the cold water, and occasionally washed away the bubbles of the detergent on her fingers.

And the bubbles are broken from time to time, as in her life, and finally ended in that way.

However, she did not regret it.

just……

Somehow, she remembered the man again.

He is the most terrible man she has ever seen, and the least talkative man. No one in Lu’s family dares to say more to him, including her, and such a man is just a face, afraid that no one would like it. Close.

Only, in fact.

It seems that his friends are much more than Lu Qin.

What do these prove?

People are deceived by their own eyes and deceived by their own vision and feelings.

Some are sheep in wolf skins, while others are livestock in human skins.

How can humans and livestock be compared?

Huanhuan...

Yi Ling hugged a pillow, and then gently opened Yan Huan's door. Are you asleep, I'm afraid.

At this time, the light of the bed lamp was still on, and the slight light fell on her face, reflecting some white gloss.

She closed her eyes tightly and shrunk her body into a ball.

It turned out to be asleep.

Yi Ling pulled out again holding the pillow, what to do when he sleeps and pulls a lamp.

The door of the room closed again, but Yan Huan was awkward at this time. Her delicate eyebrows frowned gently, as if dreaming of something.

"Yan Huan, I beg you, save Lu Yi, and save my son, I beg you."

A middle-aged woman took Yan Huan's hand hard, almost all kneeling on the ground.

"Yan Huan, I beg you, it's a great aunt, please. Aunt knelt down for you, you go to rescue Lu Yi, only you are panda blood, only you are,"

Yan Huan took out the middle-aged woman's hand, and then flicked her clothes corner gently.

With a thump, the middle-aged woman behind her knees bent.

"Yan Huan, Auntie begs you to save Lu Yi, he is only 28 years old..."

It was just Yan Huan who sneered and was indifferent, and then left here step by step, leaving the man who needed her blood to save her life.

What is blood, blood is the source of human life, if there is no blood, then people can no longer live.

As long as she wants, she can save the man who has the same blood type as she wants.

By the way, what is his name, Lu Yi.

Yes, it is Lu Yi.

"Yan Huan, I beg you to save him, to save my son..."

Behind there was the middle-aged woman crying again and again, and the sound of her head hitting the ground...

Yan Huan suddenly stopped, she clasped her hands on the side

"Don't knock, don't talk, I save, I save..."

"I save!" Suddenly, Yan sat up in surprise, the lamp lying on the bed reflected a dark and warm light, and it also fell on her face at this time, and her forehead was vaguely visible. Those cold sweats, like pearls, fell one by one and shattered.

Breathing from time to time, she could clearly hear the beating of the heart in her chest between breaths and breaths.

What happened in the previous life is still so vivid.