Chapter 118

If it wasn't for Cheng Ci, Lu Yan would not have had a chance to enter the eyes of words.

Everything is because of Cheng ci

In his whole life, he lived in the shadow of Cheng CI.

Lu Yan's well-defined fingers were cold. He raised them and grabbed her chin. His strength grew stronger and stronger. His thin lips moved and his voice was deep and hoarse: "but I don't regret the words."

The eyes of words are slightly widened. In front of him, Lu Yan's handsome face rarely reveals a shadow of desolation. He has a floating ice under his eyes and a vague mood. His tone is calm: "I don't regret marrying you now, so I won't agree to divorce. Xia Xia's business is over, she will only be my ex girlfriend, and you will be my wife. I'll see you alone in summer, if I don't notice

He picked the tip of his brow, and there was no curve on his lips.

His eyes were low, and he looked at the metaphor seriously.

"Well, don't talk about divorce again."

He stopped, no longer holding her chin, but eventually in her white chin left a red fingerprint, he rubbed, suddenly called her name in a low voice: "Yan Yan."

My eyelashes quiver gently.

"Do you know why I promised you I would try when I was married?" he asked His thin lips, outlined the arc, canthus have subtle lines, with a smile, "because you are honest."

The heart of speech seems to be held tightly by an invisible hand, causing pain.

"You said you didn't say anything to Xia Xia, I believe; you also said you married me because you like me, right?"

Yu pursed his lips and said nothing. His eyes were scattered and slightly distracted.

Lu Yan's red blood is more and more obvious, black is more and more rich, such as abyss, such as mitan.

It's another week.

Yanyu gets up very early. She goes to the baby room next door to see the little star. When the child wakes up early, Yanyu pushes the door open. The little star is lying on the cot, staring at the ceiling with black eyes, stretching out her fingers from time to time, playing with it.

She didn't know what she was happy about in the early morning. She was waiting for adults to come and hold her up.

Words and expressions eyes dense smile, she leaned on the bed, gently called: "little star."

Little star's eyes lit up: "Mom Hold on to... "

Yanyu stoops and holds her. When she reaches the table, she reaches for the thermometer and holds the little star in one hand. Then she asks her to hold still and measure the temperature of the little star.

The temperature was normal and there was no fever.

Yanyu bends her lips, takes her to the living room and puts her on the soft blanket on the floor.

She squatted aside and watched her play.

Aunt Lin is in the kitchen. She pokes her head out and says, "I've just changed little star's paper diaper. I don't need to change it now."

"Good." The answer is rhetorical.

The little star shakes the handle and shakes in front of Yu. Yu smiles and says, "mom wants to kiss you, baby."

The little star smiles like a little angel. In front of the words, she lowers her head and obediently lets the kiss of the words fall on her forehead.

The sound of her smile is as clear as the bird's call in the morning.

Before long, Lu Yan also got up. He had changed his suit. He had a tie in his hand, which was not tied yet. He saw Yu squatting beside the little star and squatting down.

Little star without saying a word, Baji, sweet kiss fell on Lu Yan's side face, she also hooked dad's neck, is Dad's little sweetheart.

Just as the little star kisses Lu Yan, Lu Yan turns over his head in an instant, and his cool thin lips fall on Yu's cheek.

The metaphor was a little stunned and didn't respond.

In a flash, his lips brushed her.

But his breath is firmly shrouded in her, he smile: "breakfast, I'll take you to work, by the way, your driver's license is almost due, after a period of time, you have to get the company's certificate."

The Volvo that Lu Yan gave to Yu before is still in the parking lot, and it hasn't moved.

Yanyu raises his eyelids. Lu Yan has picked up the little star and walked to the dining table.

Aunt Lin took the initiative to take over the little star, she said: "you eat quickly, don't wait to be late."

After dinner, they are going to work. In fact, they are not on their way, but Lu Yan still wants to send Yanyu.

When Yu Yu gets on the bus, he directly goes to the back seat of the car. When Lu Yan opens the driver's seat, he suddenly glances at the co driver's seat. His eyes are cool, and the irony on his eyebrows flashes away.

He didn't seem to let Yu sit in the co pilot's seat before, did he?

Along the way, there was some silence in the carriage. Lu Yan was not a talkative person, and he didn't speak, leaving only the air flowing quietly.

During the working hours on weekdays, the roads are always congested and slow.

Lu Yan pursed his lips and twisted his eyebrows. There was still a red light in front of him. His mobile phone screen lit up for a moment, and he glanced at it casually.It's survey information from special assistance.

As long as there is a direction, as long as the Cheng family is willing, it is very easy to find out the past of Cheng's words and words.

He turned on the screen with one hand.

The photo slowly loading, burning his heart, anger is a prairie fire, expansion, surging, but his expression is unfathomable calm.

The metaphor in the picture is one he has never seen before.

Laugh simple, laugh naive.

In one photo, she seems to be drunk. In the dark night, she leans lazily in Cheng Ci's arms. The light around her shines brightly on her face and falls into her eyes.

Her cheeks were bright red, as delicate as a cherry in spring.

She smile eyes curved, with naive lovely, let people soft a mess.

Lu Yan subconsciously raised her eyes and caught a glimpse of the words in the rearview mirror. She was still breathtaking and soft. However, her expression was indifferent and her profile was cold.

She filed a divorce request with him last night.

But she will groan and dally, and act coquettishly to Cheng CI.

Lu Yan clenched his fingers, and his chest seemed to be burning on the fire. He narrowed his eyes slightly. His eyes were cold and cold.

Vaguely, he would even think that the person as close as the picture and the metaphor was him.

Monday is always very busy. I spent a busy morning taking meeting notes, distributing materials and following Qin rang to the detention center.

Qin rang has accepted the entrustment of the Cheng family, but this matter is not involved in the whole process. Qin rang took a look at her and said to her, "do you remember what Qin Nanfeng promised last week?"