Chapter 174

In the past few years when they separated, whether Qin rang had already tasted her beauty and sweetness, whether she had been used to Qin rang's kiss and touch.

That's why she thinks he's sick

This idea is one stone after another, hitting Lu Yan deeply. His action is rough, biting the lower lip of the metaphor, as if with a sense of ritual baptism, to wash off the breath of Qin rang on the lips of the metaphor.

He had only one thought, and she had to be his.

He can't stand it any longer, can't stand her with others, just imagine a second, such a picture, hot jealousy is like a flame, burning him black and blue.

Metaphor is forced to the corner, hands and feet are trapped, how can not break free.

She seemed to be stared at by a beast. Her whole body was cold and sweaty. Her anger accumulated little by little, and she was about to vent like a volcano.

When Lu Yan doesn't pay attention to it, Yu bites Lu Yan's lips and tongues, and the rich blood fills their mouths.

Lu Yan felt a little relieved from the pain.

At this moment, she slapped Lu Yan mercilessly. She gritted her teeth with disgust and hatred: "Lu Yan, you really make me sick! You're no different from a rapist! Are you crazy about drinking? "

This slap, in the quiet living room, appears particularly abrupt, violent sound, more and more set off the loneliness of the apartment.

Only two men gasped a little.

Lu Yan is still staring at Yu in the dark, and Yu stares directly into his eyes. They are so close that they can't see clearly in the dark light, but they can also feel their hostility to each other.

Lu Yan's cold fingers pinched up his jaw. He sneered, and his voice was cold to the bone marrow: "I'm sick. Who can kiss me?" Little by little, he moved his fingers up to the red lips of the words, rubbed them with some force, and wiped the blood on the lips of the words.

"Who touched your lips these years?"

That's disgusting.

The metaphor clenched his teeth and calmed his anger: "it's none of your business. We're divorced. I'll be with whoever I want to be with."

Lu Yan is full of wine. He was enraged: "yes, but don't forget, I'm the CEO of Lu's group, and I'm the owner of the Cheng family. Whether in China or Britain, if I want to trap you, it can't be easier! Words and expressions. "

There was a fierce fire in his eyes, as if they were going to burn him.

"It's good for us to get together and break up, isn't it? Don't make me hate you. "

Lu Yan's fingers trembled, and the black fog under his eyes became more and more thick. His Adam's apple rolled noiselessly, and his fingers clenched up. After silence, he said indifferently, "do you think I'm afraid of your hatred?"

There was a slight slightness in his tone.

It is such a tone, easily let the verbal anger like the eruption of magma, she raised her hand again, and fell heavily.

Lu Yan didn't dodge at all.

Obviously, it was hot pain and burning pain, but he didn't care about it at all. It seemed that only such pain could let his anger have a place to vent and cover up the pain of his heart in his chest.

Yu Yu's face is pale, struggling hard, just want to scold something.

The light suddenly came on - the incandescent lamp was hanging above the metaphor, the dazzling light was shining into her amber pupils, and she subconsciously narrowed her eyes and turned them over.

In that short second, she also saw Lu Yan's eyes clearly.

The forest was cold and fierce. It was dark and frightening. When I looked at it carefully, it seemed that there was scarlet in the deep of my eyes, as if he wanted to kill her.

Behind him, a cold and calm voice broke the deadlock between them - "what are you doing?"

The tension of the string in the air broke at one stroke.

She only heard the sound once, but her brain firmly remembered it.

This is Lu Shumu, the son of Lu Yan and his fiancee.

She looked at Lu Yan in a daze. Lu Yan really cared about his son. At the moment when Lu Shumu appeared, he immediately left his body and stood on the sofa.

He pinched the brow bone, clenched his fingers, then slowly released them, calmed down his anger, twisted his eyebrows, drooped his eyes, and looked at Lu Shumu: "how did you come out?"

Yu was broken by a child and was lying on the sofa with his father. In any case, she was overwhelmed by the embarrassment and embarrassment of shame. Her heart was aching, and the change of Lu Yan just hit Yu's heart.

She did not dare to look at Lu Shumu's pure eyes.

Under Lu Yan's questioning, Lu Shumu was not nervous. He was very calm: "I just heard the voice and woke up." He pursed his lips and looked at the metaphor of standing up from the sofa.

The clothes are not in order.Lu Shumu's eyes don't know why, it seems that there is broken snow and floating ice. He takes back his eyes and looks at Lu Yan faintly: "my mother just called."

Lu suddenly thought of his mother's thin eyebrow, but he didn't want to explain it.

Anyway, she didn't care.

Lu Yan said in a light voice, "where's the phone?"

"In the house."

Lu Shumu asked, "Dad, did you drink?" Although it is a question sentence, his tone is extremely gentle, which is the affirmative sentence of the statement.

Lu Yan replied, "sorry, I won't drink next time." Anyway, it's wrong to drink like this in front of children.

He said, into the bedroom, really see the mobile phone screen flashing when jiaran call reminder.

In the living room, only Lu Shumu and Yanyu stood, and Yanyu pursed his lips and moved his voice silently, finishing his clothes.

Lu Shumu asked softly, "what's the relationship between you and my father?"

When she heard this question, she felt disgusted and embarrassed, just like her heart was whipped in the hot sun.

She was afraid that in the next second, Lu Shumu would call her Xiao San and scold her for his mother.

He took a deep breath and reluctantly gave a smile: "it doesn't matter." Her tone is a little light, "it's very late, you have a quick rest, I'm leaving."

She didn't know how she got out of the apartment. She was in a trance. She got into the car and leaned on the steering wheel, only to feel that she was full of Lu Yan's breath. Holding the steering wheel tightly, she inevitably thought that Lu Yan had bought the apartment she had sold.