Kuai Chuan's catch the single male god

Chapter 67 Male God No. 2: Master Xiao Qing
In the end, Ye Hanan waved Ye Hanyu away.

Taking out her mobile phone, she sent a morning message to Lu Yilan on WeChat, but she didn't reply, and Ye Hanan went to work a little disappointed.

On the other side, Lu Yilan was in a meeting again, and the editor-in-chief gave her a very awesome task this time.

"Sisi, this colonel is going to be appointed recently, go and interview him."

"Editor-in-chief, there is no special order to prevent us from entering the military headquarters." Lu Yilan was helpless. In recent years, Xinhua News Agency has started to compete with the war correspondents for news and interviews.

They are all domestic companies, and the bosses behind them are different.

The boss behind the Xinhua News Agency believes that since they are war correspondents, they can only cover the battlefield, and of course the interviews and news in their own country belong to them.

The war reporter boss thinks that since it is a war zone, in short, all interviews related to war must be published...

this time.

Without a special order from above, Lu Yilan couldn't enter the venue at all.

The editor-in-chief looked at Lu Yilan, who was a little distressed, and smiled, "The last time I came...the chief who called to praise you happened to be the person who was awarded the honor by the colonel."

Lu Yilan was stunned by his look that you understand.

She smiled and said, "Editor-in-chief, but the chief and I..."

"Last time I saw you and that chief in, um, the square, under the street lights~" The editor-in-chief took a sip of the coffee on the table and smiled sweetly, "Sisi, our agency will depend on you from now on."

"..."

Oh, Lu Yilan ran away under the editor-in-chief's inscrutable smile.

When Lu Yilan returned to his desk, he almost committed seppuku.

Seeing that she seemed distressed, Minmin asked, "Sister Sisi, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, it's just a little annoying."

"Why are you bothered?"

"It's okay, just wait for me to stroke."

How should I talk to Ye Han'an? I just confirmed the relationship, so if I say this, it will feel like hugging my thigh.

On the other side, Ye Han'an's office received a courier from the city.

In order to ensure safety, the guards must first open the seal and inspect it before sending it inside.

When the cardboard box was opened wide, the three guards around all took a step back, and they looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Who will send it in."

"It will be silenced..."

The cardboard box is indistinct, and the cover of the book inside is exposed, 1000 ways to fall in love, how to coax a girlfriend, how to be a successful man.

What if you can't flirt with girls?The great god teaches you how to flirt.

The complete works of rising poses, as well as a small album of Kekeke.

There was a rustle at the door, Ye Hanan put down his things and stood up, went to the door and opened it, "What's wrong?"

"General, there is your courier."

He walked over to take a look in person, and said without changing his face, "Well, move in."

After the book was put away and the door was closed, a pot exploded outside, "My God! The general..."

"Definitely in love."

"In love!"

"He's in love!"

"..."

Ye Han'an inside touched his nose, why, is it a strange thing for him to fall in love.

Flipping through the books sent by Ye Hanyu, at the bottom are some colorful books with strange titles, such as "The Jun Shao's Beloved Wife", "The Domineering President Loves Gently", "The Savage Little Wife" Like, he frowned, but thinking of Ye Hanyu's news, she held back.

"Hey, after reading the box of books I gave you, you're about to become a slutty girl, and your dear little prince." by-Ye Hanyu.

He doesn't need to become Lu Yilan's little prince, Ye Han'an thought to himself, if possible, please let Lu Yilan become his little princess.

He can build a castle with his own hands and do his best to make his little princess carefree.

　Sometimes I feel that I want to change my name to Liaohan Kuangmo and forget it, but when I think about it, I think it's too exaggerated.

　　Forget it, I'm still called the little prince of Zhen·Love Talk, and forget about Zhen·Su Wen's codewriter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)