"Qi Ye."

"Um?"

"Catch someone and give it to me."

Qi Ye frowned and said firmly: "Let Perlangodo do it tomorrow."

As soon as Ye Weilan spoke, he knew what she wanted to do.

Ye Weilan looked at him begging.

Qi Ye hugged her waist: "This matter has not been discussed."

Mental power is more difficult to recover than physical strength, and there is a stronger presence, so she doesn't need to take action.

Ye Weilan couldn't resist him and was a little disappointed.

Qi Ye stopped in front of a stall, picked up a delicate wooden comb and looked at it, stuffed it into Ye Weilan's hand, then threw a gem to the stall owner, and led her to continue walking.

Ye Weilan held the wooden comb in her snow-white hand, not knowing what material it was, exuding a faint wood fragrance.

Qi Ye chose it, so she naturally liked it.

"Husband, I miss Xiaojiu very much."

She hasn't seen her son for several days.

People’s tolerance is always limited, and it will always burst out when the time comes.

Qi Ye looked at the dimness between her eyebrows and suddenly regretted that she shouldn't have let Xiao Yechen take risks.

He smoothed the crease between her eyebrows with one finger: "He will be back tomorrow."

Ye Weilan's eyes were lit up.

What Qi Ye said never counts.

She nodded: "Sure!"

Having put aside a moment of worry, Ye Weilan pointed at the boat opposite: "Qi Ye, there is a woman glaring at you." Her tone was sour.

Qi Ye touched her hair comfortably.

Miss Ye narrowed her eyes, held Mei Ren Qi's face and kissed his lips, indicating that this person had a master.

The dancer was charming and charming and sexy. He seemed a little angry when he saw this action. He pointed at Ye Weilan with a finger and signaled her to come on the boat.

The eyes and postures are full of temptation and provocation.

The "favor" of the beauty has also attracted a lot of attention for Qi Ye and Ye Weilan.

The couple were originally low-key and mixed in the crowd, and this quarrel immediately became the focus of attention on the scene.

Ye Weilan wore a white long dress, beautiful face, and her ethereal and pure temperament were extremely eye-catching among the crowd.

The shouting young man lowered his voice, intimidating the little princess from the outside world.

"Qi Ye, I don't seem to have danced to show you." Ye Weilan looked at the tower ship with a quiet look.

She sang songs, painted paintings, played the piano... but she didn't dance.

Dance……

She will, too.

Qi Ye smiled: "I want to see."

He wanted to see every side of her.

Ye Weilan smiled, with bright eyes and kind eyes: "Then let's take a good look."

After saying that, he walked towards the boat.

Qi Ye stood there, his eyes following him like a shadow.

As soon as Ye Weilan walked up, she attracted countless hot sights.

The dancers on the boat are indeed enchanting, but there are many sexy and hot people on this island. Ye Weilan's type is very rare.

Many people have been paying attention to the beauty of her life. When she saw her walking up, her eyes lit up.

Ye Weilan smiled at Qi Yeying, and turned around, and the long skirt suddenly swung, with a graceful posture and dancing gracefully.

He dragged his skirt in a slanted manner, raised his sleeves halfway, and flew lightly, with his long black and translucent hair rising lightly.

The elegant and elegant charm of the world gradually calmed down the atmosphere in the venue.

The moon is as bright as frost, the woman with black hair in white skirts and bright eyes are favored, and her graceful figure suddenly rotates like snow. The layers of skirts rippled, like beautiful lotus flowers blooming.
Chapter completed!