Chapter 361

Lu Yiwu's impassive words make people blush, just like talking about the weather.

his face is thick, but it doesn't mean Han Zhiyu is also thick skinned.

Lu Yiwu's words make Han Zhiyu fall into a state of extreme embarrassment.

can this man speak more freely?

Lu Yiye looks at the woman in her arms, and then continues to walk out.

the corners of her lips are slightly unheard of, and she is in a good mood.

downstairs, Lu Yiye has a wheelchair specially sent for Han Zhiyu to sit in.

at this time, Lu Yiye pushes Han Zhiyu out.

Feng Xueqing stands in a large glass window, looking at the two people outside the house.

in fact, They really match each other.

Lu's personality is also the same. It's good to match Xiaoyu.

"Ah Wei, they match each other, aren't they?"

"HMM."

Ah Wei, who is behind Feng Xueqing, has a smile on her eyes since yesterday, which makes her feel much more relaxed.

she only hopes that they can get rid of the past and develop normally.

Lu also pushed her back without accompanying Han Zhiyu for long.

when she was near the room, Han Zhiyu said to Lu, who was behind her: "I can do it myself."

it is undoubtedly a very tiring thing to get along with him.

so she can only sit there and see that Lu is standing on one side in silence, but her eyes occasionally look at her, which always makes her unable to concentrate.

this kind of feeling is really like years.

now, it's hard for him to push himself back, Let Han Zhiyu want to get rid of it quickly and stop getting into this kind of solitude.

it's really terrible

"Up the stairs?"

It's just words, but it's hard to listen to

In silence, he came in.

Lu Yiye fixed the wheelchair, bent down and reached for Han Zhiyu.

Han Zhiyu didn't struggle or talk more this time. He pursed his lips in silence, and Ren Lu also carried him upstairs and put him on the bed.

"thank you."

the two words of politeness and strangeness made Lu Yiye get up.

he bent down, She looks at Han Zhiyu directly.

the look makes her avoid intuitively.

"no..."

When Han Zhiyu felt Lu Yiye's breath approaching her, he immediately turned his head aside to avoid her.

Lu Yiye's kiss fell empty and slid across Han Zhiyu's side face.

the soft touch made Lu Yiye's eyes darken.

his big hand suddenly clasped Han Zhiyu's jaw, The thin lip fell on Han Zhiyu's lip precisely and neatly.

when he saw her appear in front of him, he wanted to do so.

breath, blend together.

Han Zhiyu was surprised, his action was too fast, and the lip had been stuck when his jaw hurt.

his eyes widened, as well as when he looked at Lu at close distance.

his head began to swing left and right, but he had great strength, When his thin lips were close to her, he skillfully swept along her unprepared and slightly opened teeth.

as soon as his brow was wrinkled, his mouth was about to bite.

this was a reflex action.

however, it was the same when he looked at Han Zhiyu with his eyes open, See all her expressions in the fundus.

before Han Zhiyu frowned and bit her teeth, she had already exerted herself on her hand.

the pain hit, and Han Zhiyu couldn't bite it.

the erosive kiss didn't stop.

she swept into her lips and kissed Han Zhiyu warmly.

the warm and cold side face of the kiss, This kiss is getting deeper and deeper, and it entangles her to avoid flexibly.

one hand tightly clasps her jaw, and the other hand goes down with the trend.

along the neck line, from the hem of the clothes, skilfully slides up, and lust is on the verge

The big hand slid in and the body pressed up.

"well..."

Lu also threw himself into the kiss. When he covered Han Zhiyu, he just pressed her leg. The pain made her face twist. The cry of pain drowned in his kiss.

the kiss suddenly stopped.

the hand had slipped in

"Pain." Han Zhiyu opened her mouth as soon as her lips were loosened.

after the kiss, her red lips were slightly swollen, and her voice was a little hoarse.

as soon as Lu's throat was tight, somewhere, she was already ready to move under a kiss.

"call a doctor?"

The same husky voice, half way to stop, for Lu is no doubt a kind of torture.

eyes deep look at Han Zhiyu, eyes, from her face to her legs"No."

Han Zhiyu pulls her clothes and sweeps the corner of her eyes to Lu Zhiyu's place.

when she sees that it's high up there and just presses her, she already feels it.

she wants to scold Lu Zhiyu, but she doesn't know how to open her mouth.

finally, she can only SIP her lips and try to ignore what just happened.

just, After what happened just now, it is undeniable that there is a trace of embarrassment and ambiguity between them.

"a week."

wait another week, his limit.

"what?"

It's almost a reflex question.

"wait another week, you won't wait any longer."

it's rare that Lu also gave her an explanation.

after that, she turned around and walked out.

Han Zhiyu was left in the same place by thunder, and waited another week, you won't wait any longer.

she didn't understand the meaning of the explanation for the first time, but she didn't understand it at all.

he

Hand, quietly clench.

his figure has disappeared in sight, and he is the only one left in the room. Han Zhiyu suddenly raised his hand and wiped the trace on his mouth without any trace.

once, again

Until the swollen lip felt the pain, it slowly stopped, and finally, clenched.

slowly closed his eyes, carefully hidden into his own world.

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Lu is also a very attractive man, he does not need to deliberately send out his own charm.

his appearance, his momentum, just stop there, This is the focus of the crowd.

Han Zhiyu looks at the man standing beside him. He will come over for more than an hour every day and then leave.

today is the fourth day.

from the first day when he suddenly kisses, Han Zhiyu seems to be on guard against him.

when he is put on the bed, he will immediately shrink back, She deliberately avoided too much intimate contact between the two people.

Lu Zhiyu just gave her a deep look at her at that time. Instead of forcing her further, she turned around and left.

seeing Lu also leave, Han Zhiyu's tense mood relaxed a little.

today, as before, Han Zhiyu is sitting in a wheelchair with an open umbrella covering the sun.

she sits under the umbrella, Looking at the book.

Lu Yiye sat beside her, not knowing when he had put down what he was dealing with, and looked at her.

his eyes were full of aggression, and there was a wild sense of plunder in the dark.

inexplicably, Han Zhiyu's body was tense.

his eyes were too existential.

especially in his eyes, there was a sense of plunder, Han Zhiyu couldn't ignore it.

she clasped her hand on the book and gave up after a short minute.

when he looked at her like this, she couldn't concentrate on reading.

she silently turned her eyes away from the book, looked at Lu, and ran into his eyes.

the dark color made his eyes deeper and his outline more beautiful and charming.

standing in the backlight, When you are near, you feel that you are far away from yourself