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help me change my clothes , mrs min(1/2)

With a "Oh" scream, Lin Yan looked at it and saw that a beauty was twisting her high heels and almost hitting Minhangzhou's arms. The wine was spilled on Minhangzhou's body.

Lin Yan knew the young lady of the Fang family and chased Minhangzhou.

However, during that period, Minhangzhou and Youxuan were in dire straits, and Miss Fang suffered a lot of losses in Youxuan.

You Xuan is so unreasonable that she is good, Minhangzhou insists on her.

After hearing this, the story during that period was similar to the role of the domineering heroine on TV, and Miss Fang was the "vicious female supporting role" and the "vicious female supporting role" with a good family background.

Unfortunately, Minhangzhou was dumped by You Xuan in the end.

You Xuan refused to do this, and warned Miss Fang not to approach Minhangzhou because she had broken up and was so domineering.

You Xuan is quite strange. If Minhangzhou wants to marry her, even if the Min family collectively opposes her, there is no way to deal with Minhangzhou. It is impossible for her to be broken up by the family gap.

On the stairs, Lin Yan met Minhangzhou. He went up and down, and a famous bodyguard behind Minhangzhou carried a bag of clothes and followed him.

He is worthy of being the former prince of Hong Kong City.

Lin Yan stopped and put it on the handrail, "That's a good girl, I'll be in your body."

Minhangzhou glanced at her, "Who."

"Fang Tong." Lin Yan continued, "Have you ever been moved?"

Minhangzhou's tone was neither salty nor light, "What do you think?"

That's not, Fang Tong's beauty is several levels worse than You Xuan.

Of course, men not only like beautiful women but also conquering women, especially Minhangzhou, which is too easy to get and is not interested in making it seem cheap.

"What should I do if my husband has too many love history?"

Min Hangzhou whispered, walked away with one hand in his pocket, "Help me change my clothes, Mrs. Min."

Lin Yan didn't go, and didn't want to see him taking off his clothes. He was addicted to it. He whispered a strand of hair and ears. He walked down the stairs. After walking two steps, he saw the old lady of the Min family with a cane.

Lin Yan greeted, "Grandma."

The old man raised his hand and waved his hand to signal her to go upstairs, smiling kindly, "His shirt is wet."

Maybe I misunderstood that Minhangzhou hoped that she would change his clothes, hoping that they would be alone.

Lin Yan was really reluctant to let go of the old man's expectations, and wanted to find an excuse to mess around, but the opposite side was full of stubborn eyes and crafty, so he had to take the bodyguard's bag and follow.

Minhangzhou stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Lin Yan reached out to unbutton the buttons of his shirt. The wet area was not big, but the outline of his chest was reflected in the position, strong, rich and hot.

The body proportion is typically wide and narrow waist. There is a lot of capital that men should have, Minhangzhou.

The fingertips were uncontrollable, and they collided with their strong and sexy chests, but the disaster happened. Minhangzhou decisively grabbed her hands and touched them in, looking at her face, "Have you touched them before?"

"So what, the harm of a woman." She lowered her head, lowered her eyebrows and looked at her eyes. Minhangzhou brushed her long fingers across her lips and crushed them, "What harm will it hurt you?"

"Don't seduce me, I have poor resistance." Lin Yan lowered his voice.

Minhangzhou warned her, "Be good, don't be too greedy."

"Hot, tie it yourself." Lin Yan simply turned around and stopped doing it.

Minhangzhou was wearing a shirt button, and it was very cold, "Go out."

It was already time for dinner, and Lin Yanbutt didn't return.

During the meal, Lin Yan's cell phone rang, and Director Wang called over, "The screenwriter asked me to say Happy Mid-Autumn Festival to you."

The crew had a party at a five-star hotel. Director Wang asked her but did not ask her to go, so he said politely.

Lin Yan really doesn't know who it is, she has never appeared before. Director Wang rarely mentions it, she is quite mysterious.

I think I just greeted her politely.

Fans have sent many private messages today. Lin Yan hasn’t posted a blog for half a year. She just took a photo of an orange, with the caption: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival

Qin Tao laughed at her directly: "It's just this orange. If You Xuan is there, he will hold her in his arms and coax her to feed her."

Lin Yan: "?"

Qin Tao: "Come out, ayn club, your best friends are here, they want to see you."

Also posted pictures.

Qin Tao: "Get out of the wild and let him go"

Lin Yan is not a playful person. She is not interested in Qin Tao's situations and typed: "Why don't Mr. Qin find someone to marry me and feel my happiness."

Happiness is a slander.

Qin Tao: "I'm not sick, please don't miss you when I see you."

Lin Yan exited the interface, Qin Tao and the others played a lot of places, Hokkaido, clubs, nightclubs, high seas, deserts, and off-road... No need to think about anything without worries. During the day, the family will arrange everything. They will meet uncles and uncles in the circle during the holidays, and after a few years, they will get married, have children and inherit the family business.

But they are all unmarried people, they are having fun, they are in love, and they will not talk about it and send a house to break up with the next person.

Her life should have other trajectories.

"It's so good to play with them." Minhangzhou appeared behind her.

Lin Yan wondered, "They are my friends, who can't I play well with?"

Minhangzhou didn't say anything, but passed by her and got into the car and returned to the villa.

The orange is in her hand. This season is still green. Her nails are made of new, and she is a little hard and awkward. She throws the skin into the trash can and gets on the bus from the other side. She sits in the passenger seat. The orange bites her mouth and saliva is sour and refreshing. She feels sore and thrilling. She can't help but choke.

Lin Yan looked at the man in the driver's seat and handed it over: "Do you eat it? It's very exciting."

Minhangzhou didn't look at it, "wearing a seat belt."

Lin Yan said "Oh", "But where should I put the peeled oranges? Please help me."

Minhangzhou stopped brakes, leaned over to wear a seat belt for her, and passed her chest with his hands. From this angle, it was easy to see the scenery under her suspender V-neck. It was seen that the curve was very proud and beautiful to the essence.

Of course, it is not impossible to leave her. If you can restrain yourself, you will indulge yourself in her and will not treat her badly afterwards.

Minhangzhou's eyes were frozen for a second, and finally he took them back. Lin Yan leaned into his ear and accidentally hooked him: "Okay, the president."

Minhangzhou is serious, "Yeah."

Lin Yan smelled his hands, "Does I have a sour smell? Use a tissue to wipe my hands."

"Not sour." He started the car and didn't take it, "desire."

Lin Yan looked at him. He put his arm on the car window and turned the steering wheel with one hand but didn't look at her. He was cold and cold.

It is this indifference that Lin Yan doesn't understand what he means, and he can't guess it, and the meaning is not much better.

The traffic on both sides quickly dazzled across his eyes and stopped in front of the zebra crossing.

It was the peak of the night, and the dense pedestrians walked across the zebra crossing. There were couples in love with each other. The most conspicuous thing was that a young couple pushed a stroller in parallel, with Peppa pig's balloon tied to it.

In the past, the old lady always asked the doctor to condition her body, but she had buried contraceptive injections.

It is actually easy to have an old lady support him. Minhangzhou can't even refuse to take his own blood.

Minhangzhou even gave him such a look. What kind of child did she give him? She was so mean.

Such an excellent man felt that Lin Yan was not losing money until he slept, and he was not satisfied with anything.

The atmosphere at night is always suitable for something else. Adult men and women live in such a large villa, and servants rarely appear at this time.

Minhangzhou was upstairs, and Lin Yan did not bother and approached him. He asked Mrs. Zhou, who lived in the North District, to visit her house, and deliberately went upstairs very late.

The script that Director Wang issued her with reform was indeed deleted, so that she could not be entangled.

After a video invitation, Lin Yan ran to the study to turn on the computer and clicked. She thought it was Director Wang, but after all, Director Wang knew that she was married to Minhangzhou, so she didn't have time to change the venue.

Lin Yan had no idea that Xie An, who was opposite the video, was running a live broadcast, and Xie An was the top star again, and his live broadcast room was so popular.

As soon as Lin Yan appeared, the barrage immediately changed its rhythm, and netizens took it themselves.

[Is this Mr. Lin Yan’s study? It’s very expensive to decorate]

[Don't feel it, look at the contract she is holding. You can take a screenshot and enlarge it. Honghai Foreign Investment Startup Planning Book, Signature Min]

[So what does Honghai’s foreign capital do? I haven’t found it on Baidu]

[The bookcases behind her are all project books, and there are also d’ache’s pen case. I don’t know if it is a copycat]

[What kind of monster she wants to be? Is she trying to tell us that she really has a financial supporter?]

Lin Yan didn’t see the barrage, so he chose the video in the study, which was convenient.

Lin Yan greeted, "Hello director, hello Teacher Xie An, I just had a little late."

Dao Wang said politely: "It's okay, we are not in a hurry."

[Stop quarreling. Last time I even ate Jiu Ye and Yun Li. Are you not the same group of people now?

[Whoever kills the horse, our fans of the An family will not form a CP to pave the way for others]

Most of Xie An's fans are fans, and they don't like their brother to smack CPs, and they catch one and tear each other.

Xie An had sent Lin Yan a WeChat message to live broadcast, but he didn't know if she had watched it, and he didn't know how to remind him now.

Lin Yan felt something was wrong and there was no voice: "Why don't you talk?"
To be continued...
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