Chapter 26

He was stunned by the words.

Lu Yan was also stunned.

The first response is the nanny: "Oh, little star will call dad, I have taught for a long time before, the child will almost make a single character sound at this time, I thought I would call mom first, but I didn't expect that the first one is Dad, good baby."

Lu Yan's heart beat a few seconds faster when he saw the faint light in the little star's dark and smiling eyes.

It seems that there is a warm current coming from nowhere in the chest, which is an upsurge.

Probably, the first time someone called him Dad.

A strange and familiar name.

For the first time, he felt at a loss.

The little star in the camera blinks. It seems that she understands the praise of adults. She is a little embarrassed. She turns her head and lies on the nurse's shoulder. She smiles shyly and refuses to read the simile and Lu Yan any more.

Time is also late, Lu Yan down the mood of the chest, light voice way: "well, we also want to go to sleep."

Nanny understood: "well, little star, say goodbye to mom and dad."

Hearing this, little star's head immediately turned back, black eyes staring at the metaphor, shriveled mouth, very reluctant.

Looking at her little face, the words and metaphors are changed. I just want to kiss her little face and coax her to sleep.

Nanny said: "these two days, little star can miss her mother, she cried, I coax her to say to take her to find her mother, she immediately asked me to hug, can't speak, struggling to go to your room to see, really a smart and know how to hurt the child."

There is fog in the eyes and sour nose.

Probably when the mother, always easy to soft hearted, but also reluctant to give up the child.

The video is over.

In Lu Yan's mind, it's hard to recall the face of little star. It's pink and tender, and a pair of black eyes are like pearls and jade, shining with fluorescence, falling all over the river of stars.

He looked down at the words of water vapor in his eyes, thinking that the eyes of little star are really not like her, she is amber, slightly pale pupil, while little star is pure black pupil.

He raised the corner of his lips and thought sarcastically, probably like her cheap father?

Simile sits silently, staring at the screen that has been completely blacked out and tears silently.

Crying in silence.

Long eyelashes are stained with water vapor, the eyes seem to have been washed by rain, leaving only a clear clean, showing the pitiful.

Lu Yan frowned: "what are you crying for?"

The hand of speech pulls bath towel, it is to shed tears.

"I'll be back in a few days."

Lu Yan probably didn't think that he would be more patient with the words after he got drunk. He said in a low voice: "don't cry any more."

Yanyu blinked and suddenly hugged his waist, crying and laughing. It's really no different from a child.

Lu Yan's back was a little stiff. He looked down at her for a long time and patted her cheek gently: "release me and go to sleep on the sofa."

She would not, the strength of the hand more and more big.

The room was quiet, and the old clock could be heard walking slowly. Her bathrobe had already been loosened, and her body was just covered with a quilt in front of her body. The action of hugging him made her whole back exposed in his field of vision.

There is no flaw on the jade like back. The slender butterfly bone flutters its wings and wants to fly. The slender neck is slightly hanging, and a few strands of broken hair are gently brushing. It is fragile. People can't help but want to pinch it hard to destroy such a beautiful place and leave traces of green and purple in such a clean and white place.

Lu Yan's Adam's apple rolled up and down.

Dark eyes.

I don't know how everything happened. During the earth shaking, the metaphor was deeply pressed by Lu Yan. He was tall, with tight muscles and lines, which contained strength. When Lu Yan's thin lips were raised, he took out the quilt from the metaphor.

The white sheet fell lightly on the ground.

The cold seeped in, and the words were slightly stunned. Without time to respond, they were close to him across the thin bathrobe, so close that she could clearly feel the ups and downs of his body.

There's no place in my mind to think about.

The next second, her hands were powerlessly pressed on her head.

Lu Yan's fingers are thick, with his unique temperature. He rubs them with his big hands, with a slight pain and numbness.

He curled up his white jade toes, bit his lower lip and twisted his brows.

Lu Yan's black eyes are burning, making people have nowhere to escape.

He is usually strong, in this respect is a strong dominant, relying on the strength, almost let the words nowhere to hide.

When the words felt a little dangerous, he leaned against her. His heavy arms clamped her down. Her muscles were hot. Her whole body was soft, and her whole body was like meat on the chopping board.

Somehow she began to resist.

Brain is a paste, she forced to bite the lower lip, pain let her have a moment of lucidity, brain mileage words slowly clear, she knew, in front of this person, is Lu Yan.Their faces changed quickly, and she was drunk.

There's only one idea left - not yet, she's not ready.

However, she could not provoke Lu Yan.

Just thinking about it, a wave of nausea surged up from her abdominal cavity. She twisted her eyebrows and pursed her lips. She struggled hard. In the broken sobs, there were intermittent words - "I I want to throw up

The room is too quiet, in addition to the friction of clothing, only the ambiguous gasp.

This sentence is also very clear.

Lu Yan tensed his lips, and his face turned black. There was sweat dripping from his tight brows. He looked terrible. The next second, he let go of his words and didn't speak.

Regardless of his mood, Yu bumps into the bathroom.

Lu Yan's eyes are a little cold. This drunkard is seduced by her.

After she had vomited a lot, she finished cleaning up. The cold water irritated her face, and her nerves ached faintly, but she really woke up a lot.

It occurred to me later that she had just offended Lu Yan.

She opened the bathroom door.

The room outside had turned off the headlights and fell into darkness, leaving only a floor lamp at the head of the bed. On the bed, Lu Yan closed his eyes and seemed to have fallen asleep. On the sofa at the end of the bed, he threw a pillow and a quilt.

Yu stood barefoot for a while, his chest heaved and frowned. After a while, he went back to bed and climbed up from the other side carefully.

Not yet.

The man's low, cold and indifferent voice rang out: "go to the sofa to sleep."

The body is stiff.

Lu Yan has no feelings, no temperature, only impatience: "don't you hear me? I'll let you go to the sofa. "