Chapter 311

In fact, there is nothing to worry about. Anyway, she didn't plan to be the daughter of the Xu family. She didn't care about the identity of the daughter of the Xu family. She had no memory of her childhood. She thought she was really "Xu Yingxia..." When she learned that her biological parents had such an attitude towards her, she would be extremely desperate and would be so sad that she could not help herself. But in the end, when everything came, she found that people's tolerance was stronger than she thought.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. There was the coolness of the night, the sweetness of Lu Yan, and the delicate atmosphere between them.

Go to sleep.

But Lu Yan couldn't sleep. His calmness was only superficial. After the words closed his eyes, he had a knife like outline, inexplicably tinged with a bloodthirsty chill. He lowered his eyes and stared at the words.

Did he forget something?

There should have been some intersection between him and Cheng Ci, but he didn't know why he couldn't remember.

Lu Yan remembers the picture of him kissing Yu, the words of housekeeper Cheng, and Xu Yingxia that he once shot and killed

Lu Yan narrowed his narrow eyes and tightened his fingers a little bit. Because of the force, the lines of his two cheeks were cold and hard. One pair of eyes was so gloomy that it was terrible. In the middle of the night, he blended into the endless night and could not see the light.

He suddenly wanted to do something to make himself feel real, to make him feel that the words were in his arms, right beside him, and he had not lost her.

Thinking of this, Lu Yan heavily kisses her lips and swallows her breath. He deliberately pinches Yu Yu's chin to make her conscious, but half chaotic.

Such Lu Yan, let a person from the bottom of the heart, feel slightly afraid, heart tremble.

But Yanyu doesn't feel much. After she sleeps, she subconsciously goes to her arms. However, Lu Yan suddenly remembers that he has brought Yanyu a gift, which is a necklace. He slowly puts it on her.

The next day, Yanyu opened her eyes, and her first goal was to have a naked chest. She was stunned for a few seconds before she realized it.

In fact, the consciousness was still a little confused, so he refused.

Lu Yan had been awake for a long time. He had been staring at the metaphor for a long time. He was silent and staring at the necklace. He didn't know what he was thinking.

As soon as he wakes up, Yu pushes him like this. His soft palm is on his chest, and his warm fragrance and nephrite are in his arms.

His bright eyes were black, just like the night. To be exact, it was the sea under the night, deep and endless.

He turned over and pressed on the body of words.

Lu Yan's eyes became more and more black.

He lowered his head, held her lips and sucked heavily.

It was not easy for Yu to escape from his lips. He gasped and frowned: "I haven't brushed my teeth yet. Go away."

Lu Yan was not angry, and continued to kiss like a little bit.

He likes the words in the morning, with a little air of getting up, but not too much, and even like a child in general coquetry.

She didn't even realize it.

The past indifference and sharp are put away, leaving only a little girl as confused.

Lu Yan's kiss is more and more downward. He wants to finish all the things he didn't do last night.

The white quilts on the hotel bed agitated, and the figures of the two people piled up in the quilts.

It's hard for Yu to bear biting his lower lip, but Lu Yan doesn't know how to be satisfied more and more. He wants to be more fierce, which almost makes Yu unbearable.

I don't know how long it took for her to lie on Lu Yan's body, but Lu Yan suddenly put her on the bed and got out of bed by himself. She was too sleepy to open her eyelids. Naturally, she didn't ask anything. After a long silence in the bedroom, her cheek was rubbed by someone all the time. Suddenly, she frowned, but the person persisted. She opened her eyes impatiently. She had tightened her eyebrows to scold Lu Yan, but she was stunned by the scene in front of her eyes.

It's morning now, but Lu Yan tightly closed the shade curtain, which made the whole bedroom fall into darkness again. It was like the night sky melting into one, but it happened that the soft night lights and small light signs were on.

And Lu Yan, kneeling on one knee, was in front of Yu's bed, holding a bouquet of flowers in one hand and a diamond ring in the other.

Yanyu blinked her eyes. She was at a loss. She didn't respond for a long time. Then she shivered, and she was sober.

Lu Yan knelt down with her.

Is Lu Yan proposing? It's so sudden and shocking that they are still fighting They still have too many problems to solve. How did Lu Yan jump through so many procedures and choose to propose

The words clenched her lips, but her heart shrank violently, beating as fast as a drum, and there seemed to be a nerve twitching in her mind.

Lu Yanxian handed the bundle to her.

She took it in a daze. She looked down and found that it was made up of lipsticks of various brands.In the quiet bedroom, Lu Yan's low voice rang out. Under the warm light, he was permeated with a kind of tenderness and tenderness: "Yuyu, are you willing to marry me again?"

This sentence, lingering in the ear of the words, she looked down at the kneeling Lu Yan.

The light was bright, which outlined his handsome outline. The straight nose blocked the light, and the other half of his face was hidden in the half light.

With a little loneliness and coldness.

Lu Yan is not good at words. In business, he is always used to conquering with strength. In love, he doesn't really pursue people according to the sense of ceremony. Now he takes the initiative to pursue, which makes him particularly uncomfortable.

He was a little nervous when he finished the proposal.

In the past, Lu Yan's emotions rarely appeared, but they often appeared after he met the metaphor.

Long silence, no words.

Lu Yan's back was very straight, his thin lips outlined a straight line without any radian, and the lines of his chin were extremely cold.

The larynx nodus moved.

The sight of Yan Yu Qun is like a cold wind, blowing the skin of his face and penetrating into his pores. He raised his eyes and saw that the words opened his mouth. He was the first to make a voice, but it seemed to come from his chest and overflow from the bone of his throat: "you don't have to answer me in a hurry You can think it over and answer me tomorrow or later. "