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Lu Yan still looked at her with his eyes down, his eyes were very dark, they were pure and bright, under the light, like a star falling, looking carefully, he could see her figure reflected in his eyeballs.
After asking, he didn't answer immediately, but pursed his lips, and the Adam's apple rolled up and down gently.
He didn't know how long he stared at Yan Yu, and said in a hoarse voice, "What do you say?"
Yan Yu's fingers curled down, staring at him, slowly, also reacted, the more she reacted, the redder her ears became, the hotter she felt, she felt that she was really thinking too much.
Lu Yan snorted softly, not hearing much emotion, he turned around and turned his back to Yan Yu.
His shoulders are broad, the muscles are clear, the muscles are cold and hard, when they are tight, they are knotted in pieces, and down is a strong waistline, and the arc is smooth.
Yan Yu's field of vision is wide, and even if he doesn't want to look at it, he looks at the lines of his buttocks at the same time.
But that's not the point, the wound on Lu Yan's back is quite serious.
It was all when she was paddled behind her in order to avoid the tram that day, she was bruised, and when she looked at it suddenly, it was bruised and purple.
Then, Lu Yan lay on the bed, grabbed a bottle of potion in his slender and powerful hand, handed it to the side, handed it to Yan Yu, and said in a flat voice: "Help me rub the medicine." β
The words did not move, still looking down at his back.
Lu Yan didn't say anything, but his attitude was already obvious, he was injured for her, no matter what, it wasn't too much for her to give him a medicine.
Yan Yu's throat swallowed softly, her eyes darkened slightly, swept his hand, glanced at it, took a cotton swab, took the potion from his hand, dipped it in the potion, and gently rubbed it on his wound.
The temperature of the potion was low, and it fell on Lu Yan's back, and it was only a little cold, but it was not cold, it just made him feel a gentle itch.
The lines of his jaw were tensed, and his dark eyes were so deep that it was impossible to see.
The way to apply the potion was to start with the wound in the shoulder, then slowly descend, and finally to the waist, and Yan Yu threw the old cotton swab into the trash, and took a new cotton swab, and when he applied it, the little thumb of his right hand accidentally hooked his muscles.
Lu Yan's waist tightened even more, like a gentle feather gently blowing, causing a tremble.
Husband and wife for more than a year, even after three years, Lu Yan's emotional reaction is still clear.
She pursed the corners of her lips, and she only felt sarcasm in her heart, men are like this, even if two people's hearts are far apart, his body will still react to the other.
She wasn't even in the mood to take the medicine, so she casually applied it a few times, threw the cotton swab into the trash, and said lightly, "Okay." β
Lu Yan was still lying on his stomach, waiting for the potion on his back to dry, before he slowly turned over, naturally lifted the quilt of words, and lay in.
Yan Yu's feet couldn't move, her chest rose and fell, and she looked at the crutches in the direction, I don't know when, the crutches have been put far away from the bed by Lu Yan.
Yan Yu pursed the corners of his lips: "Lu Yan, I asked my aunt to clean up the room for you, and you go to the guest room to sleep." β
Lu Yan tilted his head slightly, the man's gaze was very calm, and the bedside lamp cast a thin shadow on his contoured face, and a layer of fog that seemed to be absent.
Even Yan Yu had to sigh that the years really treated him well.
In the past three years, time has only polished him, his facial features have not changed much, but his overall temperament has become more and more unfathomable, making people feel a strong sense of distance, but it has lured people to gradually get closer to him, young and old, whether it is a young girl or a strong woman in the workplace, I am afraid that I can't help but be moved by a man like him.
Cold and hard as a sword, soft as a spring breeze.
If he is really a spring breeze, it is also an early spring wind with a cold chill.
Lu Yan's eyes were dark, and the corners of his lips were sharp: "Guest room, have you forgotten how you promised me in the morning?" We are all adults, so there should be no misunderstanding about the conversation in the morning. β
Yan Yu looked at Lu Yan quietly for a while, her expression was cold, she didn't say anything, and she lifted the quilt, but there was a long distance between her and Lu Yan, and it was not convenient for her feet to wear a plaster, so she could only lie upright.
Lu Yan seemed to chuckle, and his laughter was a little low.
He reached out and turned off the light, plunging the room into darkness.
Yan Yu didn't hear anything, and closed his eyes.
Lu Yan beside her leaned towards her, but in an instant, the whole person fell into Lu Yan's chest.
The temperature of the man's body is relatively high, and he is **, and there is only a thin layer of nightdress fabric separated from her.
The nightdress I bought was a pink silk, extraordinarily thin and silky, and as soon as the two touched each other, the nightdress slowly slid up in the direction of the force.
Yan Yu felt Lu Yan's tight body lines, hard muscles, and powerful strength without hindrance.
He has a special smell that belongs to him.
It smelled a little sweet, not shower gel, not perfume, not the smell of ointment, words cannot describe it.
Lu Yan hugged Yan Yu, his arms were tight and powerful, and his warm breath sprayed next to her ears, and the air around him seemed to be warm.
Yan Yu's chest rose and fell, she took a deep breath, and she pursed her lips: "Lu Yan, don't touch me." β
Lu Yan said softly, more like perfunctory, the more she said, the more restless his hand became, he had already lifted the hem of her nightdress, the skirt was along the tender skin, piled up on the waist, his rough fingers reached in, and consciously paused on her soft waist.
She was very thin, and there was an obvious bikini bridge at her waist and abdomen, and Lu Yan's fingers stayed ambiguously near the bikini bridge.
Yan Yu's heart shrank, and she hurriedly grabbed Lu Yan's hand.
But it didn't work.
As soon as Lu Yan backhanded, he slid up.
He chuckled, "I said I wanted you to come back to me, would you think I was just asking you to eat with me, huh?"
Of course, she understood, but she just resisted, and her breathing sank and heavy: "Not now." β
"When will that work?"
The night is particularly dangerous.
Yan Yu breathed for a long time, but at this time, she slowly calmed down, the big deal is resistance, and no matter how big it is, she will sleep with a man for nothing.
What's more, it's not that I haven't slept.
This man is not bad except for being a little scumbag, with a high status, a lot of gold, and a handsome appearance, but I don't know if he has had relationships with other women in recent years.
Yan Yu thought of this, and suddenly felt a little nauseous.
Her voice was faint, and she repeated again: "Not today." β
Lu Yan didn't say anything, withdrew his hand, but didn't hold back, his slender fingers pinched her chin, forcing her to turn her face, and then, his thin lips caught her lips, and quickly poked his tongue into her lips and teeth, he moved strongly, not allowing her to retreat, and grabbed her restless hand with one hand.
His voice was a little slurred: "If you don't let me kiss you, then ...... on you. β
Yan Yu's eyebrows jumped, and in the amber pupils, there was a firelight jumping, in the end, he was angry, this kind of anger was even more vivid in Lu Yan's eyes, he hadn't seen such a heart-warming speech like a fire.
He clearly felt the sound of his heart beating like a drum, and his chest was hot.
After that, he didn't do anything more, just kissed Yan Yu from time to time, and sometimes stretched out his fingers and gently stroked her eyelashes, her eyelids, and her lips.
Yan Yu would still feel annoying in the front, but in the back, there was no emotion at all, she closed her eyes, and after a while, she entered the dream.
In the chaos, when she was half-asleep and half-awake, her whole person seemed to be trapped in the arms of a wolf, and she vaguely heard him say: "This time, you can't leave." β
Really?
Words fell into a dream, her whole body was limp, her hands and feet were weak, and the nightmare devoured her.
*
In a manor house in London, night fell, the manor had fallen into silence, and a heavy depression enveloped the entire manor.
The servants came and went in complete silence, without a single superfluous sound.
Walking up the winding staircase covered with soft carpets, I faintly heard a noise through the closed study door.
In the study, the lights were still so dim.
The carpet was soft, but it had already been wet with the tea that had been swayed, Shi Jiaran's hair was already soaked, her face was faintly pale, her eyes were slightly drooping, her eyelashes kept moving, her red lips were tightly straightened, her palms were cold, she clenched her fingers, and restrained trembling.
Shi Zhengfeng had a calm face, the gloom in his eyes was about to overflow, his whole face was shrouded in clouds and anger, and the green tendons on the back of his hands burst out: "Shi Jiaran, the Shi family raised you so big, and the Shi family raised your mother, what is it for, you should be clear, right?"
Shi Jiaran didn't say anything, his throat moved silently and humiliatingly.
Shi Zhengfeng sneered: "In the early years, I paved the way for you to get close to Cheng Ci, you were useless, you didn't even get close to Cheng Ci, but in the past few years, I still know that I have grown, and I am still engaged to Lu Yan, and I have a good time with Lu Yan's son, but you will stop at your fiancΓ©e, and you don't even have a formal engagement banquet!"
The more he talked, the more angry he became, and with a wave of his hand, he threw the thing in his hand towards Shi Jiaran's face and smashed it on Shi Jiaran's cheek.
That's a flood of pictures.
The photos are full of words and pictures of little stars, and there are countless of them.
Shi Zhengfeng invited someone to follow the words.
"Lu Yan's ex-wife is back, do you know? Lu Yan has moved into his ex-wife's house, and he also took the Lu Shumu you have taken care of for more than two years!"
His tone was contemptuous and extremely humiliating: "You have been a nanny for two years for nothing, and you haven't even kept the heart of a child, no wonder Lu Yan refuses to get engaged to you!"
Shi Jiaran's face became more and more pale, and her red lips were bitten by her so that they lost their blood, as if they were almost bitten by her.
Shi Zhengfeng stared at her face, was silent for a while, and soothed his tone: "Jia Ran, you are also a celebrity in London, the Shi family has provided you with so many such superior conditions, you are not necessarily inferior to an orphan, right?"
Shi Jiaran's nails sank deep into his palms.
The sting kept her awake and kept her sane.
She only felt that her whole heart had been put on the fire and burned, burning, scorching, almost bursting.
Shi Zhengfeng said as he spoke, his face sank again: "Shi Jiaran, you fight for me, think of a way, if Lu Yan doesn't marry you in the end......" He smiled coldly, the chill in his eyes slowly spread, and he looked ruthless, "Don't forget, you still have a mother who is still in the intensive care unit, and she needs equipment to support her from time to time." β
Shi Jiaran was smashed on the head as if she had been slammed on the head with a stuffy stick, and her father held a sharp knife and stabbed her heart without hesitation, stirring, and the flesh and blood were blurred.
She held on, so that she didn't let her shaky self fall.
The corners of her forehead were throbbing, and she was silent for a long time, and she heard her own staccato and broken voice: "Got it, Dad." β
She wanted to make a guarantee, her heart was full of hatred, and she was full of hatred for the middle-aged man in front of her who was ruthless and unrighteous and only had interests.
But these hatreds, she had to suppress and swallow.
Because she is not qualified to say hate, she can only be the puppet thread in his hand, be his apparent beloved female celebrity, and be his best marriage tool in exchange for the continuation of her mother's life.
Shi Jiaran walked out of the study calmly, she bit her lower lip tightly, and when she returned to the room, she trembled her hands, closed the door, and the whole person collapsed, leaning weakly against the door panel, sliding down little by little.
She didn't know what to do.
She had the feeling that she was in a dream, that everything was unreal, groggy, and only the pain was heartbreaking.
She came from the main room, and from childhood to adulthood, she was not treated as well as the children of the junior.
She sometimes hates her mother very much, hates the daughter who is lying in the hospital and doesn't know anything, it is she who chooses such a man, destroys a family, and ruins everything.
When Shi Jiaran hated it the most, she even wanted to pull out her mother's breathing tube and end everything, so that she would no longer be under Shi Zhengfeng's control.
But she didn't have the courage, if her mother was gone, there would be no one in this world who she was nostalgic for.
Shi Jiaran sat down on the ground slowly, her knees curled up, her eyes were hot, and tears fell silently.
She buried her head in her knees and hugged her legs tightly.
In the darkness, the air was cold, silent, and bleak, and I could vaguely hear the suppressed and helpless cry of a woman, just like when she was a child, she was locked in the attic, hugged herself, and cried all night.
She silently recited Lu Yan's name in her heart.
But he suddenly remembered Lu Shumu, and also remembered Yan Yu, as well as Yan Yu and Lu Yan's daughter.
The pain in my chest was about to tear.
She took a deep breath, and all that remained in her mind was a blank slate.
*
The next day, Lu Yan got up first, and after his mobile phone was smashed, he didn't make up for it, he went outside, stood on the balcony, and looked at the yard.
After a while, he saw a black car appear outside the courtyard, and a man in a black suit got out of the car.
It's his special help.
The special assistant raised his head and saw Lu Yan, he was a little anxious, and pointed to the mobile phone in his hand.
Lu Yan tightened his lips, lowered his eyes, looked at him lightly for a while, turned around and entered the room, Yan Yu hadn't woken up yet, the whole person was caged in the quilt, with a plain face, thick and curly eyelashes, and the cheeks that were as white and tender as shelled eggs revealed the ruddy of a little girl.
It makes people's chests jump uncontrollably.
He smiled faintly, his eyes were light, and he went out and went downstairs.
Outside the door, the special assistant jumped in from outside the fence, holding a mobile phone in his hand, his eyebrows were dyed with anxiety, and his voice was a little fast: "President, the call from the Lu family." β
The Lu family?
Lu Yan's eyebrows jumped slightly, and he suddenly remembered the phone call that was interrupted yesterday, and his fingers tightened slightly.
The screen of the mobile phone was already black, and the special assistant meant that the Lu family couldn't find Lu Yan, so they kept calling the special assistant, and the special assistant rushed over from London, and he wandered around here all night last night, but he didn't dare to go up and disturb Lu Yan.
"The old lady is sick and went to the hospital yesterday. β
What he said was that Zhou Yun was sick.
Lu Yan's eyelids twitched even more, and when he heard this, he tightened the contour of his jaw, took the phone from the special assistant's hand, and called it back directly.
The phone "beeped" a few times, and soon someone answered, and Lu Chengguo's voice was a little tired: "Is it Ah Yan?"
Lu Yan said "um", "Dad, what's wrong with Mom?" I accidentally broke the phone yesterday because of something, so I didn't answer the phone. β
Lu Chengguo replied: "It's nothing, now, your mother was not feeling well two days ago, suddenly fainted, and was sent to the hospital, I see that she has missed you very much recently, so I hurriedly called you." β
Lu Yan pursed his lips, and his lip line was a little cold.
"Fainted, what's wrong with her?" he said, his handsome eyebrows slowly twisted.
Lu Chengguo said: "The specific test results have not yet come out, so it is not clear what is going on." He said, not knowing what he had in mind, and asked with concern: "Ah Yan, how are you doing lately?" You are not in good health, don't be too tired, nothing is as important as physical health. β
Lu Yan's throat moved up and down silently: "I know." Is Mommy by your side?"
The wrinkles between his eyebrows have become deeper and deeper, in the past few years, he has developed in the UK, and when he left, because of his words, the relationship with his mother was once very rigid, so far, the relationship between mother and son is only more rigid, and there is no improvement in the slightest.
A touch of guilt hit his eyebrows.
The mobile phone on the other end was transferred from Lu Chengguo's hand to Zhou Yun's hand, and there was a rustling sound of rubbing.
Zhou Yun's voice was very soft, revealing weakness: "Hey, Ah Yan?"
Lu Yan: "Well, Mom, how are you doing now?"
Zhou Yun: "It's okay, mom is fine, how are you? take good care of your body, don't work too hard." β
"Hmm. β
Zhou Yun paused, her nose was a little sour, and her voice was a little more sour and choked: "I just miss you, Ah Yan, you have no conscience, as soon as you leave home, it will be three years, in the past three years, we have met only a handful of times, have you ever considered your mother's feelings, how much your mother misses you, I usually can't see you, last time, you finally came back, in a blink of an eye, you got angry, without saying a word, left with Xiao Shumu and returned to the UK." β
The cry in her voice became heavier and heavier, "When you grow up, you don't need your mother anymore, but your mother needs you...... Ah Yan, mom really misses you so much......"
Lu Yan is not good at words, he listened to Zhou Yun's words quietly, the fingers holding the mobile phone were retracted little by little, the Adam's apple rolled up and down, the contours were tense and loose, but he couldn't say a good and obedient word of comfort.
Zhou Yun's last sentence was to say: "Ah Yan, do you know how scared my mother was this time?...... I'm not afraid of death, really...... Before I fainted, I was afraid, and I couldn't see you until I died...... Ah Yan, I only have one son for you...... You are considerate and considerate of the heart of a parent......"
Lu Yan replied in a voice that couldn't be softer: "Well, I know...... You have a good rest. β
The mobile phone was transferred to Lu Chengguo's hand again.
Lu Chengguo was silent for a long time, the silence was so silent that people felt vaguely suffocated, he sighed heavily, and rarely asked: "Ah Yan, if you can, come back, see your mother, and accompany her, we don't have a few years to be by your side." β
The morning sun had slowly risen, and the sun had set in the sky, enveloping the city, the air thin and the sun indifferent.
Lu Yan's contours were cold and hard, his face was expressionless, he lowered his eyelashes, covering the depths of his eyes with complicated emotions, the mist was filled, and there seemed to be a hole in his chest, empty.
"Okay, I got it. β
*
The special assistant just came to tell Lu Yan about the phone number of the Lu family, and after Lu Yan answered, he went to help Lu Yan buy a new mobile phone and delivered it to Lu Yan.
When Lu Yan was reinstalling the mobile phone software, Xiaoxing got up and went downstairs, followed by Lu Shumu with an expressionless face.
Xiaoxing held on to the armrest, just got up, his expression was a little cute, and his dark eyes were full of stunned.
Her long hair was soft and a little messy, draped over her shoulders.
Seeing Lu Yan, she greeted him gently: "Uncle Lu, good morning." β
When Lu Yan heard her voice, he felt that the whole world was bright, he tilted his head, and the corners of his mouth raised a clear arc: "Little star, good morning." β
The corners of Xiaoxing's eyes drooped innocently, crooked, and she saw Lu Yan's new mobile phone, white.
She said, "Uncle Lu, you bought a new mobile phone. β
"Hmm. β
Little Star was envious: "I don't have a mobile phone. β
"I'll buy it for you. β
She was easily satisfied, and immediately smiled and said "wow" loudly, her cute eyes were wide open, but she was clear: "Thank you, uncle, Mom won't agree, and I don't want Mom to be angry." β
Lu Yan lowered his eyes, picked her up, and put it on his lap: "It's okay, your mother will agree." β
"Uncle, I'll tell you a secret. β
"What's the secret?" Lu Yan raised his eyebrows.
Xiaoxing hooked her fingers and let Lu Yan get closer to her, she propped her little hands on her cheeks, made a trumpet shape cutely, lay on Lu Yan's ears, and shouted exaggeratedly: "I secretly ate candy in kindergarten last week, the sugar is delicious, delicious, but my mother doesn't know, Uncle Lu, don't you tell your mother, okay?"
Lu Yan smiled, and of course nodded cooperatively.
Xiaoxing "chirp", pouted her pink little mouth, kissed Lu Yan's face, her soft little hand held Lu Yan's face, pinched it, milky voice, sweet and greasy: "We are good friends." β
Lu Yan's heart is about to melt, how can there be such a cute and distressing little girl, who was born to make him, a tough guy turn into a soft finger.
The aunt takes care of the two little children for dinner.
Lu Shumu eats with peace of mind and trouble, Xiaoxing is obviously a sister, but she is a little troublesome, but her aunt has taken care of her for so long and has long known her habits.
When I got up in the morning, I hugged her and coaxed her to drink.
Xiaoxing lowered his head, obediently held the bottle, sucked the pacifier with a grunt, and stared at Lu Shumu to drink porridge with a pair of wet eyes.
Lu Shumu didn't react when she saw it, what should he drink, or what to drink.
Xiaoxing drank a few sips of milk, and suddenly felt that there was no taste, she handed the bottle to her aunt, raised her head, and whispered embarrassedly: "Auntie, I want to drink porridge, I don't want to drink milk." β
Where could the aunt not understand, and smiled: "Baby, do you think my brother's porridge is delicious?"
Little Star covered his eyes: "Hmm!"
*
Lu Yan pushed open the bedroom door and entered, Yan Yu was standing with a cane, as if she just wanted to stand up, she lowered her head, and in a blink of an eye, a pair of black leather shoes appeared in front of her eyes, and on top were trousers wrapped in slender and powerful legs.
Lu Yan walked in front of her, bowed slightly, and his voice came from above her head, very soft, with a little magnetic hoarseness: "Where are you going?"
The words have not yet been washed.
But she didn't say anything, pursed her lips.
Lu Yan wrapped one hand around her neck, and the other hand reached the crook of her knee, and as soon as she exerted her strength, she was hugged by him as if she was weightless, she opened her eyes slightly, and subconsciously grabbed his neck, and the crutches fell to the ground.
Lu Yan noticed that Yan Yu wanted to struggle, and the force in his hand was slowly used, the curvature of his jaw line was beautiful, and he said, "Don't move, I'll take you to the bathroom." β
When he arrived at the bathroom, Lu Yan lowered his eyes, stared at her eyes, and asked, "Want to go to the toilet?"
Yan Yu took a soft breath, and an embarrassing embarrassment flashed in his eyes: "No." β
"Really?"
"Not really!"
She came to the toilet on crutches in the morning and had already solved her personal physiological needs.
Lu Yan said "um" as if he was nothing, and then, he really half-hugged and half-supported Yanyu, asked her to brush her teeth and rinse her mouth, and let her wash her face.
He looked at the two people overlapping in the mirror, raised his eyebrows, and smiled faintly.
When it came time to wash, both of them were quiet and there was no conversation.
In fact, three years ago, the two of them always talked a lot, but now after three years, the two have become a lot stranger, there is almost no topic to talk about, and Yu is unwilling to take the initiative to speak, so the atmosphere is even more awkward.
After Yan Yu finished washing, Lu Yan carried her to the bed again.
Lu Yan opened her wardrobe and asked, "Which outfit do you want to wear today?"