Lu Yan looked at her computer and looked away. He pursed his lips and said in a warm voice, "it's safe for the north and south to stay in the hotel. I've already asked people to go down. I won't let the Song family live near the north and South floor."
Metaphorically, he said, "um..." He made a noise.
Lu Yan has known what happened in the hotel for a long time, but he has no deep friendship with the north and the south, and he is not a meddler. He is willing to let the north and the south live in, which is an exception.
When he finished washing, he came out, and the metaphor had been lying on his side in the quilt. His body was like a baby, curled up obediently.
Lu Yan from behind her, lying in the quilt, the man's warm and deep breath, fell on her ear, he reached out to turn off the light, leaving only a dim bedside lamp. The corners of his mouth are vaguely hooked. Looking at the slender back neck of the metaphor, his skin is warm and moist, as if it is plated with a layer of soft light. His eyebrows have a light smile. He reaches out his hand and holds the metaphor in his arms. The soft jade is warm in his arms. Her soft hair sweeps his neck, just like a soft feather sliding over the softest part of his heart.
Yu was hugged by him and struggled uncomfortably. He said faintly, "let go."
She turned around and looked up at Lu Yan. She felt a little uncomfortable about the too close distance between them. She looked up at Lu Yan's impeccable handsome face with a smile, like a spring breeze. But in this light, there was something invisible.
Yuyu didn't speak, but Lu Yan was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "because I'm back, there may be a banquet in Lu's house. Mom is not well recently, so you may have to ask for the banquet."
His tone was flat.
"I can't do it," he said
Not to mention that she has no experience of holding banquets, even she has not attended several banquets in the upper class. Where can she hold banquets? What's more, she droops her eyebrows and sneers.
In what capacity did Lu Yan ask her to host the banquet?
Now that she has nothing to do with the Lu family and Lu Yan, why should she rush to get scolded.
Lu Yan quietly looked at her for a while, thin lips fretting, but did not say anything. For a long time, he still held the words firmly in his arms, almost imprisoned, and did not let her free.
After struggling for a few times, she didn't get rid of it, so she didn't care any more. She tried to bear the discomfort in her heart, perhaps because today's events of song qingran and the north and the South remind her of herself.
She especially wants to tell the north and the south that they should be separated from Song qingran. He is married, and he has formed a family with others. There is no need for the north and the south to entangle with the same person. After all, there are so many men in the world.
However, she didn't say it in the end, because she was still entangled with Lu Yan and couldn't get rid of the past.
She and North and south, no one is qualified to say who.
The most important thing for her is to take good care of her two children. The future will come.
She didn't agree that in order to give her children a complete home, she had to force herself to make do with her ex husband.
But now the situation is that she is reluctant to leave either of her two children. If she is not with Lu Yan, she will not be able to accompany Lu Shumu.
Yu soon fell asleep, but Lu Yan did not fall asleep. His outline was blurred and clear, the light was soft, but somehow, his eyebrows showed a bit cold. For a long time, he dropped his eyebrows, suddenly the sense of oppression disappeared, and his eyebrows slightly frowned, revealing the invisible naivete.
In his whole life, he only entangled with two women. In fact, his experience in emotion is not enough.
Xia Xia is his first love, but for Xia Xia, he didn't spend much thought to pursue. They are naturally together. The way he loves her is to satisfy all her demands and try her best to please her. Xia Xia is also easy to please her. Her lifelong pursuit in the past is dance and love. Every time he sees her blooming on the stage, he feels that she is shining. Perhaps, at that time, he also liked the vitality of Xia Xia. Later, Xia Xia gave up dancing and lived at will. He could no longer see any light on her. With the process of metaphor, it is more complicated and dramatic. At the beginning, he was disgusted with her. He thought she was scheming deeply. At that time, he didn't seize the opportunity, hurt her again and again, and forced her away. Now, he wants to make up for it, but he doesn't know how to make up for it or how to do it? Simile is different from Xia Xia. When he encounters simile, he always feels unable to master it.
Lu Yan's Adam's apple rolled silently. He straightened his lips, closed his eyes and fell into the darkness.
An idea suddenly came into his mind.
Maybe it's not that he doesn't know how to please, but that he can't.
Yu hates his mother Zhou Yun, but Zhou Yun is his mother. If you let him deal with her by hand, he is a layman, and he can't do it.
After three years, Lu Yan returns to China. Xu Yingxia completely feels that Lu Yan is no longer her ah Yan, and he has no friendship with her.But she is not willing to. There is no better man beside her than Lu Yan. What's more, after she lost the man she can't find back, why can words possess him?
She admitted that she didn't like words.
From many years ago, in England, she didn't like it. She didn't like the verbal smile and her excellence. Anyway, she didn't like everything verbal.
Xu Yingxia has never met Yanyu. When she saw that Yanyu was also in the orphanage, she always felt uneasy. Her right eyelid and heart kept beating. She was afraid that Yanyu would be Xu Zhigang's daughter. In this way, Yanyu would really take everything away from her, and she would not allow it.
Xu Yingxia frowned and looked down at the investigation data in her hand.
She found a lot of detectives to investigate, the implied orphanage information without any problems, seamless, people can not doubt her life experience.
Xu Yingxia's eyes skimmed over line by line, and finally fell on the younger brother of the material.
There are no parents, but the parents once gave birth to a son. Because his parents died early, the son is a hooligan. Xu Yingxia's eyebrows move.
This person will be a blot on words.
This kind of gambler, if he knew that he had a lawyer's elder sister, would he be entangled in words from now on? Xu Yingxia thought of this, took out her mobile phone, dialed a phone call, her red lips gently moved: "help me check this man, Zhao Dong, after finding him, help me arrange a meeting."