Chapter 223

Xiaoxingxing's eyes hang down innocently. She sees Lu Yan's new mobile phone, white.

"Uncle Lu, you bought a new mobile phone," she said

"Well."

Little star is envious: "I don't have a mobile phone."

"I'll buy it for you."

She is very easy to be satisfied. She smiles and says "wow..." For a while, lovely eyes open very big, but she clearly: "thank you uncle, mother will not agree, I also don't want to let mother angry."

Lu Yan dropped her eyes, picked her up and put her on her lap: "it doesn't matter. Your mother will agree."

"Uncle, I'll tell you a secret."

"What's the secret?" Lu Yan picks eyebrows. Little star hooked her finger and let Lu Yan get close to her. She put her little hand on her cheek and lovingly made a trumpet shape. She lay down on Lu Yan's ear and exaggerated: "I ate sugar secretly in kindergarten last week. It's delicious and delicious, but my mother didn't know. Uncle Lu

, don't tell my mother, OK?"

Lu Yan lost his smile and nodded his head.

Little star "Baji..." For a moment, Du Qifen's small mouth, kiss on Lu Yan's face, her soft hands holding Lu Yan's face, pinch, milk, sweet and greasy way: "we are good friends."

Lu Yan's heart is about to melt away. How could there be such a lovely and heartbreaking little girl? He was born to turn hard Chinese into soft fingers.

My aunt takes care of two children to eat.

Lu Shumu is easy to eat. Xiao Xingxing is obviously her elder sister, but she has some troubles. However, after taking care of her for so long, she has known her habits for a long time.

Early in the morning, hold her first, coax her to drink milk.

Little star lowered his head, obediently holding the bottle, Gulu Gulu sucking pacifier, a pair of wet eyes staring at Lu Shumu porridge.

Lu Shumu was also unresponsive to her, what to drink or what to drink.

Little star drank a few mouthfuls of milk, suddenly felt no taste, she handed the bottle to aunt, looked up, embarrassed to whisper: "aunt, I want to drink porridge, do not want to drink milk."

Aunt where can not understand, smile: "baby think brother's porridge good to drink?"

Little star covered his eyes: "Hmm!"

Lu Yan pushes open the bedroom door and goes in. Yanyu is standing with a crutch. It seems that she just wants to stand up. She lowers her head. In a twinkling of an eye, a pair of black shoes appear in front of her eyes. Up there are trousers wrapped with long and powerful legs.

Lu Yan came to her and bowed slightly. Her voice came from her head. It was very light and a little magnetic and hoarse: "where are you going? Toilet? "

I haven't washed my words yet.

But she said nothing and pursed her lips.

Lu Yan put one hand around her neck, and the other hand reached to the bend of her knee. As soon as she exerted her strength, she was hugged by him like weightlessness. She opened her eyes slightly and subconsciously grasped his neck, while the crutch fell to the ground.

Lu Yan noticed that Yu wanted to struggle. He slowly used the strength of his hand. The curve of his chin was beautiful. He said, "don't move. I'll take you to the bathroom."

To the bathroom, Lu Yan drooping eyes, staring at her eyes, asked: "want to go to the toilet?"

The simile took a soft breath, and there was a flash of embarrassment in his eyes: "No."

"Really not?"

"No!"

In the morning, she came to the toilet on crutches, which has solved her physiological needs.

Lu Yan seems to have no place to "um..." After that, he really held the metaphor in his arms and asked her to brush her teeth and wash her face.

The light eyebrow picked to look at him to pick together in the mirror idea.

When they wash, they are very quiet and have no conversation.

In fact, three years ago, the conversation between the two people was always metaphorical, but now after three years, they are far away from each other, and there is hardly any topic to talk about. They are unwilling to take the initiative to talk about metaphors, so the atmosphere is even more embarrassing.

After Yanyu finished washing, Lu Yan took her to bed again.

Lu Yan opened her wardrobe and asked, "which one do you want to wear today?"

Without saying anything, Lu Yan chose a black knitted slim skirt.

Yanyu glances at the wardrobe, then suddenly remembers that it's time for the season to change, and she needs to buy new clothes and accessories. She hasn't bought them for a long time, but now she's hurt her foot, so wait.

Her white fingers holding the knitted skirt, raised her eyes, staring at Lu Yan: "I want to change clothes."

"Well." Lu Yan's mouth is slightly crooked, with a natural look.

"I've changed my clothes," she said

"I know." Lu Yan said calmly. His eyes were very black. He came closer to Yu. "Do you want me to help you wear it?"

It is said that "...."In the past two days, Lu Yan makes yu feel that she can't release her strength. She doesn't like the present state. It seems that Lu Yan obeys her, but in fact, her behavior has been controlled by Lu Yan.

Lu Yan gently raised his lips, but he didn't ask. He turned around and turned his back to the words. In a light voice, he said, "you can put on your clothes. I won't disturb you."

His back is tall and broad, straight and clear, like a straight pine tree, but also shows a bit of gentleman's temperament. She quickly took off her white nightgown and put on her black lace underwear, with only a thin layer. She slightly lowered her head, her neck arched out a beautiful arc, her lines were smooth and clear, her skin was white and moist, and in the light

, it was like melting a layer of milk.

She just put on the sweater, and before she pulled it down, the knitted skirt piled up on the waist, and the man's slender and thick fingers stretched out to the hem of the dress. Her voice was low and sexy, and she heard: "I'll come."

His other hand, from the back ring to her armpit, picked her up, and then pulled her skirt to the hip, knitted skirt soft and slim, outlined a beautiful and sexy body arc, clavicle obvious, waist slender, not a surplus grip.

Lu Yan naturally pinched her waist. Yu Yan's breath suddenly stopped. She pushed Lu Yan away from him even though she didn't want to. The next second, her palm was about to swing up. However, Lu Yan was not a vegetarian either. After being beaten for several times, he had formed a conditioned reflex, and quickly grasped Yu Yan's hand and didn't let her move.

The other free hand immediately grabbed Lu Yan's cheek. She is really angry. She has been suffocating since yesterday. Although it looks funny, she has a lot of strength. The pain Lu Yan feels is no less than slapping.