Chapter Seven Hundred And Nineteen Life Array
Zhong Yihan seems to really owe a beating today. He knows Ying Nanyan is not happy, but he has been asking some strange questions.
Ying Nanyan, who was preparing watermelon juice, heard Zhong Yihan wanted to watch TV again. she couldn't help saying to herself, " I have been forced to get married. You are still in the mood to watch TV. This bastard has no emotional intelligence at all. Forget it."
Ding Dong, Ding Dong.
The doorbell rang again outside the door.
Ying Nanyan walked out of the kitchen to open the door, only to find that Zhong Yihan had laid down all sofas.
"Yi Han, what are you doing? Dismantling the house?"
" you don't have to worry about me. Open the door for Yan Yan first."
As he spoke, Zhong Yihan removed the cushion from the sofa.
Ying Nanyan found that she couldn't understand Zhong Yihan, so she simply didn't care about him.
She opened the door to Yan Yan, but Zhong Yihan suddenly exclaimed, "Oh! Found it!"