Chapter 133

As the night went on, her fingers stopped and rested for a while. Her eyes were a little sour. She couldn't help yawning and tears oozed from the corners of her eyes.

There was a knock at the door, but before the words answered, the man came in.

Lu Yan was wearing a loose black Pajama with a clavicle exposed. He was tall, his hair was lazy, his hair was slightly wet, and his long eyelashes slightly covered his eyes.

He went to his desk, looked down at the metaphor, and said in a low voice, "isn't the work finished yet?"

"Well." Yanyu raised his eyes and looked at him, "there will be a court tomorrow afternoon."

She said, holding out her hand to get a tin of canned coffee on the table. As soon as she opened the easy pull ring, Lu Yan took over.

Lu Yan slightly twisted his brows, thin lips also pursed, his hand on the coffee, said: "too cold."

"It doesn't matter. It's OK to drink a little."

His eyebrows are deeper and deeper, his eyes are fixed, his voice is flat: "wait for me."

Yu Yu didn't know what he was going to do. She still had some doubts because she still had a job in hand. She didn't ask any more questions. After yawning, she continued to tap the keyboard.

However, after a while, Lu Yan took back the tin of coffee in his hand and put it next to Yanyu's right hand. Yanyu looked at it, and then his fingertips touched the coffee bottle, and he felt the temperature of the bottle.

Warmth goes from the bottle to the fingertips of words.

It's warm.

It's not as cold as it was.

Lu Yan's eyes were fixed on the metaphor. There was light in his black eyes. He said, "I wanted to make coffee for you, but it's too late. I'm afraid I'll wake up other people, so I warmed it with boiling water for a while. It's a little warmer. You'll suffer from menstruation. You should pay more attention to it at ordinary times."

The fingertips of metaphor are a little tight.

She looked at Lu Yan's eyes and flashed something. The radian of her lips was slightly raised. The temperature of her fingertips was not hot, but a little bit along the blood vessels, warm to her heart.

Her eyes bent up, like a crescent moon. The warm light of the desk lamp fell into her eyes and twinkled a little.

"Thank you." She has a soft voice, like marshmallow.

Lu Yan's Adam's Apple moved slightly, looked at the material on her desk, didn't say much, turned to go out and closed the door.

He is also very crazy when he works. Naturally, he can understand the idea that Yu wants to work, so he won't stop her from staying up late at this time. Besides, Yu is an adult, so he naturally knows how to choose.

After Lu Yan left, yanyuqiang gathered her energy and concentrated. Half an hour later, she finally finished. She packed her things and put them in her bag. Then she went back to the bedroom with a light movement.

She lay in, the man's hand stretched out, consciously embrace her waist, she was imprisoned in the arms.

The metaphor moved and asked softly, "are you still up?"

"Well."

But I don't know why Lu Yan's arms became more and more forceful. His voice was hoarse and obscure. He said, "go to sleep. It's very late."

Yu turns over and faces him. She curls up in his arms. Instead of looking up at him, she looks at his chest.

Quiet for a while, she still asked: "Lu Yan?"

"Well." He answered, and the words were so close to his chest that his voice became a low murmur.

"You say, are we really going to have a wedding?"

For Yu Yu and Lu Yan, to hold a wedding is to show Yu Yu to everyone as Lu Yan's wife. Compared with the two people who get a license, the wedding will be widely known. If at that time, Lu Yan repents, or Yu Yu repents, and wants a divorce The resistance will only be greater.

Lu Yan opened his eyes in the dark and looked down at her: "don't you want to get married?"

"Not either."

Her chest heaved and fell. She took a deep breath. She raised her head. From her point of view, she could see Lu Yan's cold and hard chin line.

She reached out and touched his Adam's apple.

Her lips arc deeper and deeper, in the dark, her eyes seem to glow, full of water luster.

Her red lips moved softly, making no sound.

She called him Lu Yan.

Mingming Lu Yan didn't hear anything, but he seemed to hear something. His throat rolled and he squeezed out a word from his throat: "well."

The next second, the warm wet kiss was on her forehead, soothing and gentle.

"Go to sleep."

The air is warm, and his arms are warm.

The wedding preparation period is early winter. Zhou Yun is busy preparing for the wedding. Yanyu and Lu Yan just need to try the wedding dress.

Near the end of work, Yanyu knocked on Qin rang's office.

Qin rang's low voice came out of the office: "please come in."

Metaphor pushed open the door, holding an invitation in her hand, white simple pattern, complex lace pendant.Qin rang is checking the law, suddenly, a pair of white hands put an invitation in front of him.

He stared at the invitation.

Lu Yan and Yu are written on the cover.

Qin rang pursed his thin lips, then slowly raised his eyes, and his eyes shrouded in his figurative face.

Yan Yu bent his eyes: "lawyer Qin, I've asked you for marriage leave before. I'll take it from tomorrow."

Qin let eyes dark, do not know why did not answer, his slender fingers closed the law, fingertips some tight.

"Your wedding in three days?"

"Well."

Qin rang was silent for a long time.

Yuyu is going to have a wedding with Lu Yan.

Qin rang's chest seemed to be suddenly boxed, a little stuffy.

In fact, it's nothing to do with their wedding. After all, they are both husband and wife, and their words are Lu Yan's wife.

Qin rang stretched out his hand and pinched his forehead. He just felt that the light in his eyes was dazzling.

He must have been stunned.

Qin Nanfeng is to blame. He mentions Yu in front of him all day, and often talks about making Yu his mother.

Qin rangding looked at the metaphor for a while, and a lot of emotions flashed in his mind. He had a clear understanding of himself and the metaphor.

It can only be said that the time to get to know each other is not right.

He appreciated her, was curious about her, and recognized her attitude towards life. Some of his liking came from these seemingly dispensable things.

But he also knows that now she, everything belongs to another man.

Qin rang seemed to have figured out something, and something fell from his chest.

Even if lost, but he can smile, dark eyes, with demeanor to bless her: "Congratulations, I will make time to attend your wedding." Yu Yu's eyes are bright and gorgeous: "welcome, by the way, lawyer Qin, take Nanfeng with you, and tell him that little star misses him very much."