Chapter 262

Lu Yan's eyes are deep.

She pursed her thin lips.

Lu Yan transferred the staff of Lu's group that day. Naturally, Lu Chengguo will know, and he hasn't seen his two children for a long time, so he called Lu Yan to urge Lu Yan and Yanyu to go home.

Lu Yan hung up the phone, but he didn't tell Yanyu about returning to Lu's old house.

On this day, Xiaoxing's kindergarten has an open day. Xiaoxing's wet black eyes lie on Lu Yan's legs, and her long and thick eyelashes gently flap: "Dad, after we go to the kindergarten today, shall we have a buffet together?"

She raised her eyes, clear and clean eyes, Lu Yan in her eyes as pure as snow mountain world, clearly see their own reflection, his heart soft, naturally will agree to all the requirements of little star.

Lu Shumu sits on the sofa beside him and looks down at a book. He is very attentive, but he also raises his ears to listen to the dialogue between little star and Lu Yan. There are theme activities on the open day of the kindergarten. Today's theme is the unique style of the Republic of China. Children and parents should wear the service of the Republic of China. Xiaoxing wears two pigtails, a blue coat and a black cloth skirt. She is a lively female student of the Republic of China. Lu Shumu wears a black Zhongshan suit. Her skin is white and her facial features are soft It was an iron gray robe, but it didn't show any Confucian spirit when it was worn on him. It was probably because he had a deep outline and a cold temperament, but it showed some alienation.

Yu is still changing clothes and make-up in the bedroom. Lu Yan goes to the door of the bedroom, gently turns on the doorknob and slightly opens the door.

Through the crack of the door, he saw the figure of words. His eyes gradually turned to scorching, and his chest began to warm little by little.

She is looking at the mirror, bending slightly, meticulously making up, sketching the lines of red lips. The most eye-catching is her slender waist.

Lu Yan only felt that his throat became more and more dry.

The words in the room didn't know what they were going to get. They turned around and hollowed out a little bit, revealing the slight white skin on the back waist. The milk was generally white and delicate, and the waist socket was clear and graceful.

The metaphor is to take the bag. She has already finished her make-up. When she comes out, it's just in the crack of the door, and she looks into Lu Yan's black eyes.

She was stunned, and then slowly raised her lips.

She slowly opened the door, raised her eyes, and stared at Lu Yan's eyes. She didn't know whether it was intentional or casual. She gently twisted her waist. Her slender fingers suddenly stroked Lu Yan's button, and then grabbed his skirt.

This kind of action is full of provocation between men and women, just like spark, which makes the flame in Lu Yan's eyes twinkle.

His Adam's apple rolled and his thin lips pressed in a straight line.

The man's interest came. He grabbed Yu's waist and lifted her up a little. Yu was staring at his eyes and smiling. Her red lips were close to Lu Yan's ears. She was breathing hot air, and Lu Yan was very happy.

"Your daughter and son are looking back at you with innocent and simple eyes," he said

Lu Yan narrowed his eyes. He heard "daughter..." Two words, the forehead heavily jump.

If it's not for his good psychological quality, does it have to leave a shadow?

Lu Yan straightened her lips and took the words into her arms. She held her tightly.

Nanny is making fried yogurt. Little star smells it. Before she goes out, she swings her two little fat legs and struggles down from Lu Yan's arms. Holding Lu Shumu's hand, she runs to the kitchen again. She points her toes, grabs and looks at the fried yogurt eagerly.

The metaphor looked at the next time, still in time, did not stop the two children.

Before she had time to lift her eyes, she was suddenly picked up in the air. Lu Yan's slightly thick fingers rubbed her waist. The delicate, rough and soft touch made him reluctant to let go.

They stood at the porch. Lu Yan put the metaphor on the shoe cabinet. He lowered his head and stared at her with black eyes. His thin lips moved, but he didn't say anything. The tip of his nose rubbed against the tip of her nose.

The words and expressions were itched by his hands, and she shrunk in exchange for his cold palms.

Lu Yan's voice is hoarse, he whispers: "you have to be responsible for the fire."

What else did he want to say? Little star ran out of the kitchen with two legs and fried yogurt in his hand: "Mom, you eat it."

Lu Yan narrowed his eyes, and the light under his eyes became more and more profound: "compensation at night."

But the words and expressions bend their eyes and smile. She looks at the little star with admiration in her eyes.

Little star smilingly.

When he arrived at the kindergarten, Lu Yan naturally held the little star with his left hand around the waist of Yu. Lu Shumu could only follow Yu. He pursed his lips to hook Yu's fingers.

The words took his hand.

Because in kindergarten, when Lu Yan held the metaphor in his arms, the metaphor did not struggle.Little star lies on Lu Yan's shoulder and says hello to her classmates with a smile.

Lu Yan said: "in a few days, when we are free, we will take Xiaoxing to Disney. She said she always wanted to go."

The metaphor nodded faintly. The confidentiality of the kindergarten is very good. All kinds of facilities are top-notch. Most of the students in the kindergarten are the children of the rich class in the city, and they receive the top-notch education. Many parents recognize Lu Yan, but no one asks questions. After all, whose family is not a little private.

But just because they don't ask too much doesn't mean they don't gossip. In the twinkling of an eye, Zhou Yun knows that Lu Yan and Yanyu are going to participate in the open day activities of little star kindergarten together. She twists XiaoShanBao between her eyebrows. She just doesn't like Yanyu and always feels that Yanyu is not good. Besides, Yanyu is really bad. Since she got to know Yanyu, her whole family almost broke up, and her son Lu Yan doesn't pay much attention to her now Pity her, all for her son. Zhou Yun grabs her finger tightly, but she doesn't understand. Yanyu also has a son. She should understand the idea of being a mother. If Yanyu's son treats herself like Lu Yan, will Yanyu accept it?