Kiss Husband: Sweet Wife Is a Little Crisp

The coldness in the eyes of the coffin is fleeting. Before she passed her husband, she would not let this woman be better.

"What are you talking about?"

When the voice of the coffin came out, everyone looked over. "How did the coffin come?"

When the rim is seeing the coffin, the eyes are full of hate. If it is not because of her, maybe her own strategy will be successful, and her and Han Luyuan will not be discovered, and she will not be there. Lose everything now.

It seems that I noticed a woman's fire. Spicy eyes, like burning myself to the ground.

"This lady, have we seen it before?"

Looking at the mysterious eyes, the shackles immediately put away their hostility and inner tension. It turned out that she didn't remember herself, so it was just a relief.

"No, I am your fan."

The coffin sneered under her heart, should she really think that she would forget her appearance?

After all, she is a hook. The person who led her husband, although committing a crime and eating a handful of Xiang, is really impressive, how can it be forgotten?

"It turned out to be like this!"

I just wanted to put my heart down, but I heard the spirits continue to say: "Oh? Not right, I remember that I have seen you, where is it?"

The coffin slightly frowned and made a kind of thinking. The heart of the embarrassment was raised again, but the heart was self-comfort. Even if she remembered that she had been on the bed of Xu Yizhi, she should not say it.

After all, this kind of thing has been said, and the damage is also the reputation of her and Xu Yizhi.

Her imagination was very good, but she was broken by the coffin. "I remember, you are not the Han's wife of Han's company?"

The look on her face was slightly stiff, but fortunately she didn't know about it, or her face would be lost.

"Ling, do you know her?" Yu Jiayin asked in a loud voice.

auzw.com "Well, there have been two sides."

The eye of the coffin passed through a glimpse...

... After coming out of the practice room, the singer left a few words after talking to the photographer.

"Yu teacher..."

Just as the coffin just opened her mouth, Yu Jiayin interrupted her. "It doesn't matter, you can call me ‘Yu Ge’. Every time I hear you call me ‘Yu teacher’, I always feel a little weird.”

The coffin did not entangle this problem. "Yu Ge, the woman who called the ‘裴缘’, how did you pick it?”

"Her's street dance is a good foundation."

Also, if her street dance foundation is not good, even if she looks good again, Yu Jiayin will not choose her.

"Yu Ge, give you a wake up, stay away from her."

She can't say too much about this kind of thing.

"Don't you just say that I have only seen her on both sides? Is there any unpleasant memory?"

The coffin gave him a meaningful look. "She...nothing. Now that the problem has been solved, I will leave first."

After all, her friendship with Yu Jiayin is not very deep. If he directly tells the story, he does not necessarily believe in himself.

Looking at the back of the coffin, Yu Jiayin’s eyes flashed slightly...

Late at night, Yu Jiayin still watched them rehearsing in the practice room.

"Oh, your movements are wrong."

Yu Jiayin said coldly.

"Mr. Jiayin, this action I have never been, can you help me guide?"