Chapter 81: Is he here too?

After a few more shots, and then Yan Huan's scenes were completed, she could go home and rest, and then wait for the last scene to be red shot, then she can take up other work.

"Let's go," Yi Ling said of something that she was talking about. She was still breaking her fingers and thinking, what would she like to go back after a while?

Speaking of joy, Huan looked back and watched Qi Haolin and Su Qiao filming opponents.

Maybe life is really like this.

If she is a red medicine, if she is in that status, there is no comparison between her and a rich girl, a rich girl with a good background and education.

But no matter how unfair, there are still so many people who want to live.

For a lifetime, a life, good or bad, is to go by yourself.

Just like red medicine, if fate is reversed, will Jiang Chao's final choice still be Qingqiu?

When Yan Huan returned to their newly moved apartment, it was almost seven o'clock in the evening,

"I'm going to buy vegetables," Yan Huan took his wallet and was about to go out.

"Why don't I go," Ealing rolled up her sleeves and was ready to go out to buy food, but it was hard work, and of course she wanted her to do it.

"No, let me go," Yan Huan opened the door. "I know which dishes are good. You bought them. I'm afraid I can't eat them."

Yi Ling's mouth was deflated, but she wasn't that bad.

But in the end, Yan Huan went out. Yi Ling was in charge of housekeeping and bathing Xiaodouzi. Xiaodouzi was a good cat. He ate whatever he ate and didn’t grab things, but of course he didn’t understand. I don’t know if cats are naturally afraid of water, and Xiaodouzi is the least fond of taking a bath. Which time, it’s not that the whole house is screamed by chickens and dogs.

And Yi Ling is also a stubborn child. She is actually a bit of a cleansing addiction. She doesn’t hate cats and dogs, and she even likes small beans, but it also has a premise, and the premise is that Xiaodou must take a week After taking two baths, you must not have strange smells or hair loss.

Yan Huan didn’t know that the chicken and dog flying at home were jumping and screaming. She went to the market to buy a lot of vegetables and came back. However, her head suddenly fainted and leaned on the side for a long time. Better.

And she smiled bitterly, it turned out that the blood was really not so easy to make up.

Opening her sleeves, she didn't know if she was improperly cared for, and she was so blue in the middle of her arm.

She lowered her sleeves again and pulled her lips slightly, but it hurt her.

Well, Yan Huan, come on, a new life is just beginning.

She came home with the bag, and just walked into the elevator. When she was just about to press the elevator, she was the one who came in again. She was long-handed and tall.

"How many floors are you?"

She asked, she had already pressed her floor, but she was really surprised. After all, there are not many people living here, and I heard that there is some relationship with the military area, so there are very few homes here, of course. It is also quiet.

"Thirteenth floor, thank you."

The man's voice is very low, like the Qin's harmony played by the best cello, not sandy or dumb, just deep, like wine has been fermented, the moment of low-key, but also luxurious.