An An read the text message twice---I'm outside your house, open the door."

Oh, my God.

He actually came.

An An didn't bother to put on his shoes, ran away, and opened the door.

Outside the door stood a tall and sturdy body, standing there like a door god, coming against the light.

It's really Lu Yan.

An An looked at him, puffed out his delicate cheeks and hummed, "What are you doing here, Qianqian didn't leave you to spend the night in the hotel room?"

She still kept the door open and didn't let him in.

Lu Yan stretched out his broad palm and pushed the door open, stepped in with long legs, and closed the door with his backhand.

This action is direct and domineering.

His sturdy back rested lightly against the door panel, and he smiled, "I'm going, someone is going to cry." ”

"I won't cry my nose!" An An said this, but Xiuqiong's little nose was already red.

Lu Yan lowered his eyes and saw her bare little feet, and his heroic sword eyebrows frowned tightly, "How can you be barefoot?"

He stretched out his healthy arm to clasp her little waist, and with a slight lift, he actually lifted her up.

An An quickly stretched out two small hands to hug his neck.

"What's the matter, your eyes are red?" he leaned over and kissed the tip of the beauty on her forehead.

An An didn't feel much wronged, but now that the grievances are overwhelming, she pursed her red lips, "I thought you didn't want me anymore." ”

This word "again" made Lu Yan's heart tighten, he tightened his healthy arm and clamped her hard, "You like me so much?"

He has nothing now, and his right leg is lame, why does she, a 21-year-old flower girl, like him so much?

"Well, I just like you. An An said with a small head.

Lu Yan's handsome eyebrows fluttered, "I bought you a gift, in my trouser pocket, take it myself." ”

He bought a gift for her?

An An's eyes lit up, and he quickly stretched out his little hand and kicked it into his trouser pocket, "What kind of gift?"

Through the thin fabric, her soft little hands pressed against the muscles of his thighs, and his waist stiffened.

At this time, An An touched the gift and took it out, with a lipstick in his hand.

He even gave her lipstick.

Men give women lipsticks.

An Anxin's grievances and sadness were swept away, and spring waves rippled in her snowy eyes, she couldn't put it down and fiddled with the lipstick in her hand, and asked in a sweet voice, "How much is this?"

"Not much, 3999. ”

What the?

An An gasped, "Your salary is only 4,000 yuan, and you spent 3999 to buy a lipstick?" Lu Yan, are you crazy?"

She picked up her little pink fist and went to hammer him.

Lu Yan didn't move, hammered her, her little fist landed on his strong chest like a tickle, he didn't hurt, he was afraid that her hand would hurt.

"Go wipe it and show me. ”

An An was angry, he spent money indiscriminately, and spent a month's salary, he is not as good as before, in the past three years, he has sent those children from the mountains to study in the imperial capital, and he has no penny passbook in his hand.

"I'm not going. ”

"Little girl, are you disobedient?" he cursed, and his big palm pinched her little waist hard.

An An was in pain, her delicate body twisted away from his arms like a small water snake, put on her slippers, she walked to the dresser and turned on her lipstick.

She wiped her lower lip with lipstick, and then opened it, this pure red was very colorful, she tapped it with her fingers, and applied another layer, ice and snow without losing the delicate lip biting makeup.

She raised her eyes and looked at herself in the glasses, her lip line was delicate, like a hibiscus flower, so she usually didn't wear lipstick.

Now put on lipstick, lining her delicate skin and snow, and her face is overwhelming.

She turned around and looked at him with bright eyes, "Is it pretty?"

Lu Yan came to her with his long legs, and then stretched out two big palms to hold her little face and pouted her red lips.

Her lipstick, her delicate lips were rippling in the tip of his tongue and mouth, sweet and sweet.

Not!

An An quickly pressed against his chest and pushed him away, "Don't kiss me, the lipstick I just put on." ”

"Lao Tzu buys lipstick and eats it when he comes back. ”

“…”

He wanted to kiss her, An An glanced sideways, "I want to ask, why did you give me lipstick?"

So many gifts, he gave lipstick.

"I wanted to buy something else, but I ran out of money in my pocket. ”

“…”

At this time, shouldn't he say something sweet or romantic?

Lu Yan who does not play cards according to the routine.

Well, he's not going to be a domineering president either.

When Lu Yan came in person, An An didn't avoid it, let him catch the little tongue, she kicked her little hand into his trouser pocket again, and there was still a coin left in his trouser pocket.

She tugged the coin tightly in her palm, and suddenly her heart ached.

Her Ah Yan shouldn't have lived like this.

At this time, a low curse came from my ear, "Have you touched enough in my pants?"

An An's little face flushed, and she reflexively withdrew her little hand.

At this time, the world was spinning, Lu Yan picked her up horizontally, and threw a few steps directly into the sofa in the living room.

An An didn't think about it, and the black shadow on her body was also suppressed in the next second, and the masculine masculinity of the rich and clean man quickly filled her entire senses.

The two kissed together.

Because An An had been tugging at the lipstick, when the man started to pull her clothes, the lipstick fell directly onto the carpet.

"My lipstick!"

She leaned over to see that the lipstick had broken in half on the carpet.

An An's whole flesh hurts, oh my God, her 3999 lipstick!

She reached for it.

But in the next second, her little face was straightened by the man, "What is it called, if you fall, you will fall." ”

"But..."

"Less nonsense!" he interrupted her in a dumb voice, "I've been worried that you have a baby in your belly, so I didn't touch you, now it's up to me how I clean you up!"

An An quickly closed his eyes, this man... Tibetan mastiff physique, just think about eating meat.

This lipstick is considered to be scrapped.

……

Two hours later.

An An, who was lying on the bed, opened her eyes weakly, and her whole person seemed to have died once.

Lu Yan was not in the room and went out.

An An forced her body to get out of bed, she opened the window of the room, blowing away the ambiguity here, the bed sheets could not be used, she tore off the old sheets and replaced them with new ones.

She walked out the door with her old sheets.

As soon as she came out, she saw a tall and sturdy body in the kitchen, Lu Yan was stir-frying in the kitchen, he took a shower, but there was no change of clothes for men here, so he was still wearing the dark blue T, the prosthetic leg in the black trousers below was taken off, and the right trouser leg was empty.

However, this does not affect the man's calm manners and actions, but adds to the man's vicissitudes of life, which is particularly charming.

An An walked over lightly and hugged him from behind, her white and tender little hand touched the place where he had been amputated through her trouser legs, "Ah Yan, why don't you have your legs?"