Chapter 9

Little star lying on the father's chest, rubbed rubbed, saliva flow, full shoulders are.

Lu Yanchang is so big that he probably hasn't held a child yet. His fingers are a little stiff. I don't know why the child is so soft. It's as soft as no bones, and it seems to melt his cold heart.

But he knows better than anyone, because of this child.

Yu will marry into Lu's family and Xia will leave.

The woman who appeared with Lu Yan also came over. She was tall and beautiful. She only glanced at the words and didn't pay attention to her.

"Mr. Lu, is this your nanny?"

The main reason is that the rhetoric is too low-key. Even though she knows that Mrs. Lu's bloated back is often photographed in tabloids, she never thought that a rich lady would dress so normally.

Lu Yan's eyes fell on the body of words.

For such a long time, he didn't look at the words directly, and his impression of her was still the first encounter in the hospital - she was as pale as paper, her skin was not very good, her appearance was not outstanding, and even she was so fat that he couldn't remember her at the second sight.

Even now, about in a good mood, her originally white skin is also more and more white tender, a pair of black pupil clear visible.

But it's still fat.

The corner of his eyes and eyebrows flashed casual irony, Cinderella married into a rich family, lost the magic, still just ordinary Cinderella.

If she is only Cinderella, he would like to treat her better. Unfortunately, her mind is comparable to that of a vicious stepmother.

The metaphor ignored the woman's ugly words and ignored her.

But this woman didn't know how to be funny and said it again as if she was a coquetry.

Yanyu takes back Xiaoxing from Lu Yan's hand and smiles. As soon as he wants to fight back, Lu Yan twists his eyebrows and pulls the corners of his lips. His voice is cold and almost without temperature: "your nanny is so shabby?"

His face turned pale and his back was straight.

She turned her head boldly and looked at the woman. There was no shame or discomfort on her face. She was born with the style of the main room.

"So I'm not a nanny. Let me introduce myself. I'm Lu Yan's wife. Yuyu, hello."

There is a saying that beauty lies not in skin but in bone.

This is the metaphor of this stage.

Her eyes were bright and cold, as if she was not dressed in cheap clothes, and her figure was not still fat, which made her feel chilly, and she couldn't even say hello.

Lu Yan didn't want to see them talking here. He put in his pocket and said in a light voice, "you can go back, take the children out, and take the two nannies with you."

He turned and walked away with long legs.

The woman followed him, her back was cold, and she muttered, "it's really your wife. Your wife, like the media, is malicious and ugly."

Lu Yan stopped and looked at her with his side eyes. His dark eyes were as deep as the ocean. Thousands of miles of ice were covered and thousands of waves were hidden. I didn't know when they would roll up.

But the woman's heart trembled, deep chill, she knew that she had no chance.

But it's not that Does Lu Yan hate his wife, too?

Of course not.

But just because he hates her doesn't mean you can talk about her.

Lu Yan left faster and faster. The woman behind him chased after him, but he ignored him.

There was a small party in the evening, where Lu Yan played with big friends, ordered a few bottles of wine, drank a few glasses of wine, and played several rounds of cards.

Lu Yan mouth with a smile, hand a press, Ming card: "Hu."

Ji Muyang is willing to spend money with his friends. He pushes down the chips on the table in front of Lu Yan, and Lu Yan is surrounded by another girl. Her pure, clean and thin appearance is exactly the type he likes.

Fu Zheng also laughed. Several people stopped playing. He took the wine on the table, added ice and poured it down.

Ji Muyang saw Lu Yan in a bad mood, touched the girl's hair in his arms and asked, "hasn't Yingxia found it yet?"

"Well."

Fu Zheng said: "this smelly girl, I don't know where she has gone." He was the only one among the three who had a wife and loved her. He raised his eyelids and said, "however, a Yan, according to my understanding of Yingxia, she won't run away just because someone wants to marry you."

Ji Muyang's slender fingers pushed down the eyeglass frame, gentle and elegant: "that's not necessarily, Yingxia is proud, maybe because she is angry and jealous? According to me, the woman in a Yan's family is not so simple. She has the means and the ability, but her mind is not right. Since she can save a Yan, what other conditions are not good? I have to marry a Yan and break up the couple. "

Fu Zheng hooked his lips: "but maybe a Yan's wife also likes a Yan. A Yan has spoiled Ying Xia for so many years. Ying Xia is willful and not suitable for him. If it's not for his help That's good. Both women can save lives. "

"No, a little bloody men don't want to raise children for other men. The one in a Yan's family married in with other people's children." Ji Muyang doesn't sound like rhetoric.Lu Yan didn't speak all the time. When he heard this, his lips were tickled and sneered. He played with the wine glass in his hand and poured down the wine.

After drinking more than 11 o'clock, Lu Yan was already drunk. His handsome eyebrows were frowning and he was drunk. His dark eyes had some different luster.

Ji Muyang and Fu Zheng remember that Lu Yan got married. After thinking about it, they didn't just call a girl and throw him here. Instead, they sent him back to the apartment where he and Yanyu lived.

When Yanyu heard the doorbell, she was going to sleep, so she got up, put on her coat and opened the door.

Lu Yan was so drunk that her eyes swept over the two tall men who supported him. When she thought about it, she knew that it should be Lu Yan's friend. She bent her eyes: "hello."

Fu Zheng said: "Hello, a Yan is drunk, so we send him back."

Yu gives way to them and asks them to help Lu Yan into the room, which is Lu Yan's room.

Before Ji Muyang left, he glanced at the words and took back his sight.

After walking out of the door, Fu Zheng said, "what's wrong with such a woman? A Yan will like it."

Ji Muyang doesn't think so: "I say ah Zheng, you can't pretend to be happy just because you're married and you're not happy."

Yanyu twisted the towel and carefully wiped Lu Yan's face.

He was still full of wine, but she laughed. She rubbed his forehead all the way to his thin lips and stopped moving. Her eyes were wandering his face inch by inch. Her nose was high, her lips were thin, her eyebrows were cold, and there were faint tears at the moment.

Her hand gently touched the next tear mole, only feel the heart is softened.