Chapter 36

The man's voice whispered over her head: "we take the elevator, there should be no paparazzi with us."

Xiaoxing was held in his arms by Yanyu and went upstairs. The identification center had already arranged for people to wait, and soon took samples of Xiaoxing and Lu Yan.

Small star pain has been crying, her small nose crying very red, wrongly has been sobbing, a pair of big black eyes filled with tears.

She blew her hand painfully.

Finally, Lu Yan picked her up. He didn't know how to hold a child, but somehow, little star stopped crying, and his fat little hand was always touching Lu Yan's face.

Looking at the back of a family of three leaving, the staff of the identification center were puzzled: "the relationship seems to be very good, why do you want to identify?"

"What's better? At first glance, it's a couple in the open. They don't have any feelings. All the rich and powerful families are like this. They're afraid that they will not have their own children. Don't we often see Lu Yan in the news? That kid should be his kid. He looks like him

"As soon as I enter a rich family, it's as deep as the sea. If I have a child after all my hard work, I'll be escorted by my husband for identification. I'm sure I can't divorce."

"Cut, if you marry into a rich family, you won't want to divorce. No matter what, at least you don't have to worry about food or clothing for your whole life. My husband is very good no matter who he is. It's good to have children with him. It's not very nice to spend his money and enjoy his life without having to wait on his husband."

When Lu Yan drove back to his apartment, he glanced at the mother and daughter in the rearview mirror from time to time. Then he took his eyes back and continued to drive.

When he arrived at the apartment, Lu Yan looked at the shaking mobile phone. It was Ji Muyang's phone.

He refused to answer and read Ji Muyang's bombing messages directly.

--Ah Yan, we are playing. Come here, in the old place.

He didn't reply. After the meeting, Fu Zheng also called. Fu Zheng seemed helpless: "Muyang said that you didn't answer his phone. A Yan, where are you? Will you come to the old place to play shooting this Saturday

Fu Zheng added: "my wife also came. By the way, Muyang also brought his girlfriend and some other friends." "You can take it too," he suggested tactfully

Lu Yan glanced at Yu and said, "OK, we'll be there soon."

Little children are easy to get sleepy. Yanyu gently puts the little star on the bed. Aunt Lin says that she accompanies the little star. Yanyu smiles and goes out. Suddenly, she laughs: "do you want to take me?"

When Lu Yan walked into the shooting range, only a few of them were playing. At first glance, Ji Muyang had cleared the shooting range again. This shooting range is Ji Muyang's family's business, and most of the time it was a place where several people gathered.

Ji Muyang is sitting on the sofa in the back. He doesn't know what he's playing. He has a smile at the corner of his eyes.

Someone called: "Lu Shao, you are here at last. Ji Muyang, a son of a bitch, has just played two 10 rings, so he has to get up."

Ji Muyang raises his eyelids and smiles.

Yu follows Lu Yan and goes in. She has a good face and good manners. Most importantly, Lu Yan never brought her sister to such a place before.

Of course, Xu Yingxia doesn't like to come either, so I don't know whether it's Lu Yan or Xu Yingxia.

But when they came back, they were still surprised.

Ji Muyang smiles and picks the tip of the eyebrow: "sister-in-law."

All the more surprised.

Yu Yu smiles: "hello."

Fu Zheng and his wife went to shoot there.

Lu Yan didn't say anything. As soon as he sat down, he leaned lazily on the back of the sofa, and Yu sat next to him.

Several people no longer entangle the identity of the metaphor, each playing, Ji Muyang or playing mobile phones, a group of people next to seems to be happy, Ji Muyang asked: "what are you laughing at?"

The group of second generation ancestors said: "Chen er's video shows that someone is in the group. It's killing me." They said, take the past to jimuyang to see, but somehow, not to jimuyang's hand, accidentally pulled off the headset.

The video is still playing.

Second ancestor shouts: "lie trough, plug in earphone quickly."

A moment of confusion, the voice did not fall, the words did not look there, but the ambiguous voice still could not stop drilling into her ears, she was a little uncomfortable to pursed her lips, drooped her eyelids.

Lu Yan, who has been quiet, suddenly comes to her ear. His low hissing voice rings in her ear. His voice is cool: "are you shy?"

His voice was calm: "not to try with me, eh?"

The pink of the words flew from the cheek to the ear, and then all the way down the white neck.

She looked slightly to the left, and Lu Yan's breath was on the side of her face.

With the sweet smell of his body.

Metaphor is always sensitive to the smell, so Lu Yan's breath is different here, with tobacco and a touch of Cologne.

She just felt a little dry in her throat. She laughed and turned her head, but the heat on her face didn't go away. Even if she turned her head, she could still feel Lu Yan's burning eyes.Lu Yan used to be joking, but now her Adam's apple is rolling up and down. From his point of view, through her fine hair, you can see her fair skin and fine hair.

The people around him looked at it and said with a smile, "Lu Shao, can you stop being sticky? I'll go. Will we single dogs live? "

He was talking about a single dog, but he held a beautiful and slender girl in his arms. The girl's makeup was exquisite, and she hammered the second generation ancestor's chest discontentedly, but he didn't dare to say anything. After all, they are really not their girlfriends. Today they are Jiang Shao's girlfriends, and tomorrow they can be Wang Shao's friends.

Metaphorical eyes lightly over the group of girls, did not say anything.

Fu Zheng and his wife came back soon. He saw Lu Yan and Yanyu from a distance. His brow was slightly raised: "ah Yan."

Lu Yan also hooked his lips, and his dark eyes were bright: "ah Zheng, and his sister-in-law."

Fu Zheng's wife has been quietly following Fu Zheng. She has short black hair, bright eyes, small nose, white skin, and doesn't speak much. Even if Lu Yan and Ji Muyang say hello to her, she just nods gently.

Fu Zheng was also very gentle to his wife.

He had a soft outline and sat on the sofa, holding his wife's hand in a big, well-defined hand. He asked in a low voice, "are you ok?"

Mrs. Fu Zheng nodded, nestled in Fu Zheng's arms, a pair of big black and white eyes looked around, showing innocent purity and gentleness, she was on the line of vision.