Chapter 11 Lu Yan, you're drunk, let me go

His fingers were slender, and his fingertips were cold, and they were little by little on the chin of words.

Lu Yan had his back to the light, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, but he could hear the coldness in his words: "You were born to lie, don't you? Pretend to be in England? Why don't you have the face to tell him that you are married with a dead face, heh, which man is it? The father of your child? Or is it the man who may have been the cheap father of your child?"

Probably driven by drunkenness, his emotions are no longer hidden, and the cynicism that is usually covered by his noble temperament is all revealed.

"Jiang Zhoumo, Jiang Shao of Xincheng, even he is your minister under your skirt, who else can't be seduced by you?"

When he heard Jiang Zhoumo's three words, his expression turned pale.

She took a deep breath: "Lu Yan, you let go of me first." ”

Lu Yan acted as if he hadn't heard anything, his slender fingers slowly went down, at her fair neck, stayed for a while, and then slowly went down.

Stop there.

Yan Yu only felt that the current was flowing past, and her whole body was numb, and she gritted her teeth gently: "Lu Yan, you are drunk, let me go." ”

She struggled to reach out and push him.

But Lu Yan's strength was aroused more and more, he pressed her legs with both legs, and clamped her wrists with one hand, as if he wanted to pinch her wrists.

The other hand, however, unceremoniously grasped the chest of the words.

Yan Yu was still breastfeeding, and when she was pressed like this, the sharp pain was like thousands of needles piercing into it, and she screamed softly in pain.

Before she could say anything, Lu Yan let go of his hand, he rubbed his fingers and put them on the tip of his nose to sniff.

Yan Yu didn't know why it was such a dark corner, but she could clearly see the disgust and contempt that flashed in his eyes.

As she struggled, the neckline of her skirt loosened a little, and she straightened up and subconsciously closed the neckline.

As if he had seen some joke, Lu Yan rubbed his eyebrows, and wrote condescendingly: "You're married to me, what kind of little girl are you pretending, what's more, you should also know your own situation, just forget what others say, do you really think you are a fat beauty?"

Yan Yu didn't speak, when she married him, she knew that all this embarrassment was her own infliction, but she didn't regret it.

She fluttered her eyelashes, her eyes fell on the small tear mole in the corner of Lu Yan's eyes, and her heart softened one after another.

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Little Star slept a lot during the day, woke up at night, and made a fuss until more than 12 o'clock, before he wanted to drink milk and sleep.

When Yan Yu coaxed her to drink milk, Lu Yan came in.

He took a shower, the wine dissipated a little, his face was expressionless, his thin lips were very light, he didn't say anything, he lifted the quilt on the other side, and lay down.

The little star's obsidian-like eyes stared at Lu Yan.

Lu Yan has almost ignored her in the past few months.

He came into the house, but he couldn't stand his father's nagging, but he had already proposed that after a while, he would move out.

The next day, Lu Yan opened her eyes and met a pair of black eyes again, her little hands were still hooking his fingers, her hands were dancing, and her eyes were crooked.

There was a gentle voice on the side: "You're awake." ”

Lu Yan felt that such a day was really absurd, his eyebrows and eyes were covered with frost, his face was pale, and he withdrew his hand from Xiao Xing's hand and did not give her any reaction.

The baby is sensitive, and when the mouth is deflated, the eyes are watery.

Lu Yan walked out expressionlessly, and his slender fingers sorted out his clothes.