Chapter 1809

In the face of Li Jingjing, Li Jun Yu's cold black eyes have a little temperature.

The little cousin who grew up is a woman who he is willing to touch with his hands.

Of course, Li Jingjing's gender difference is not big at the bottom of his heart. His younger cousin and younger cousin probably belong to one type.

Without a trace, Li Jun pulls out his other arm from Ruan Mengmeng's hand and rubs Li Jingjing's hair.

"How can it be? The third uncle married his daughter-in-law. As a younger generation, I will always arrive."

Of course he has to be here today.

Because, he also prepared a generous gift for some people.

What's more, Li Junyu receives the news from Winston. Mengmeng gets up in the morning and is dressed up by people brought by Zhan mo.

Zhan Mo and Duan's family are related by marriage. When Zhan Mo comes, Meng Meng will surely come.

He saw her in the police station not long ago, but now he thinks of her again.

"Jun Yu..." When Li Junyu and Li Jingjing were talking, a slightly weak and innocent voice came from the side.

Although Zhan Jia'er secretly recited the names and looks of Li's relatives, she really saw Li Jingjing holding Lijun's arms lively and cheerful.

Also hurt li Junyu cold shoulder her, the heart immediately then not fast up.

These days, Li Junyu always does not touch her, saying that she just had a miscarriage, afraid to hurt her.

Usually in Liyuan did not touch her, even just came over the road, he is alone in another car.

On the contrary, he threw her to Li Junting and Li junche, the two abominable brothers!

At this moment, Zhan Jia'er can't afford to imitate Ruan Mengmeng's beauty. She subconsciously curls her lips and looks at Li Junyu with innocent and aggrieved eyes.

Pray for his attention.

"Well, sister-in-law, are your eyes uncomfortable?" Li Jingjing blinked and thought that today's Ruan Mengmeng was very strange.

Eyelashes flicker, as if the next second will shed tears.

"Is something in your eyes? There is no sand here... " Li Jingjing takes Li Junyu's arm and pokes out half of his head, which looks like a complete situation.

Zhan Jia'er obviously didn't expect Li Jingjing to be so unreasonable.

She had a slight dislike in her heart. She was indeed the daughter of the third room of the Li family, and had no education to speak of.

Zhan Jia'er can't see three rooms from the bottom of her heart. She lifts her chin slightly and looks at Li Junyu with pity: "Jun Yu..."

Her voice is soft and soft, which makes it easy to be protective.

Li Junyu's eyes flashed a cold light, and his thin lips opened: "Jingjing, take her in first My father and the royal court and junche are still behind. I will wait for them. "

"Oh..." Li Jingjing is now enjoying the TV series starring "Ruan Mengmeng" and would like to have a chance to get close to her idol.

Without waiting for Zhan Jia'er to say "no", Li Jingjing takes her hand and happily enters the banquet hall.

Shen Lan, who stands outside the banquet hall, quietly collects this scene.

Others may not have noticed, but she can see clearly.

Just now, when Jingjing pulled away Ruan Mengmeng, the "Ruan Mengmeng" looked as light and weightless as paper paste.

But the real Ruan Meng Meng Meng has more strength than ordinary people.

If she doesn't want to go, she can't pull it with a crystal.

So Shen Lan is sure.

Zhan Jia'er, who made a scandal of "actively climbing the bed to blame", was not locked up at all.

She must have used some means to escape and return to Li Junyu and become Ruan Mengmeng.

That's good.

Tonight, she is going to make Zhan Jiaer a member of her family.

When Shen Lan was complacent, there was a commotion not far away.

A woman in a silver satin evening dress, supported by a handsome and indifferent man, appeared at the end of the banquet hall.

The satin evening dress, seen from a distance, has made a perfect outline of a woman's figure.

Before Shen Lan could see it clearly, she heard someone else's slightly excited voice --

"that's" Silver Moonlight ", the classic work of master Alessandro. I remember this dress was clearly hung in ML's brand Museum. This dress is of great significance to the master, and it's not for sale!"

[more than 1200 words: the update is finished on September 25, and I'll see you tomorrow night. Today is just the first anniversary of the book's opening. I've written 2 million words a year, and it's still open in both directions. It's very substantial. I feel great ~]