Chapter 7 It is convenient for Ah Yu to marry a wishful man
Lu Yiwei prefers salty porridge.
It's just that in the Lu family, Lu Jiayan is as sweet as her life, and her thoughts are covered. Lu Yiyu also forgot how Lin Zhengdong noticed. It's just that since he fell in love, he has been holding her all the time. Like Lu Chengbo, he almost made her a princess.
"It tastes really good. Lu Yiyu ate less in the morning, and played a distending and hypocritical drama with Yu Ji, and she was really hungry at this time.
She took a small bite of porridge, and Lin Zhengdong's big palm pinched her jaw unexpectedly.
"Brother Dong?"
"Why is it still the same as before, eating likes to stick to the mouth. Lin Zhengdong twisted the rice crumbs from the corner of her mouth, and raised a smile, "Think I'm going to kiss you?"
Lu Yiwei's throat was stalked, and her cheeks were a little hot.
It's not the past few days, Lin Zhengdong's actions are abrupt. She would think that, and for good reason.
But now, she will definitely not admit it.
After Lin Zhengdong teased her, he didn't say anything further, just looked at her playfully, his eyes as hot as before.
Lu Yiwei only took a few seconds, and smiled brightly, "So why didn't Brother Dong kiss me?"
There was an elderly couple at the next table, and the woman was wearing a hospital gown. Hearing this, he widened his eyes and said confidently, "You bad old man, you loved me when you were young. Why are you old, and you don't get tired of young people!"
Lu Yiyu couldn't cry or laugh a little.
"Boss, check out. Lin Zhengdong spoke, placing the banknotes on the table.
The boss picked it up with a smile, "I'll give you change." ”
"No need. Lin Zhengdong led Lu Yiyu to get up and kissed her on the lips.
A shallow kiss with a few different kinds of lust.
After several times like this, no matter how good Lu Yiwei's disguise is, it will collapse. She frowned and looked at Lin Zhengdong, but he smiled heartily and said to the old man, "Uncle, come on." ”
A complex and long-lost emotion spread in Lu Yiwei's heart.
Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son. With girlish feelings, she often fantasizes like this. But this dream has long been shattered, and there is no going back.
"Brother Dong. Walking out of Zhou Congee, Lu Yiwei's good temperament was exhausted, "We are not lovers, I hope Brother Dong's behavior in the future can be more reserved, not always ......"
"What is reserved?" Lin Zhengdong tightened her thin waist, "Auntie, you teach me." ”
A scoundrel's face.
The blood on Lu Yiwei's face faded, and she raised her head to look at Lin Zhengdong, "Brother Dong, do you have to make some things clear?"
Lin Zhengdong raised his eyebrows and was noncommittal.
"Here. Lu Yiwei took Lin Zhengdong's hand and caressed her lower abdomen, "The day you asked me to force me to kill the child, the affection between us was accompanied by the absence of the dead baby." ”
Lin Zhengdong's expression was gloomy, cold as ice. The hand that was caressing Lu Yiyu's lower abdomen tightened suddenly, as if she was about to grasp something.
"That day, Brother Dong was going to buy me Zhou porridge. But you left the hospital room and never came back. The next day, I learned from someone else that you had gone abroad. ”
Lin Zhengdong's eyes darkened, and there seemed to be a bit of suppressed anger on his face.
"I still remember that Brother Dong told me that in order to get pregnant smoothly in a few years, the medical abortion is better because it does not hurt the uterus. The corners of Lu Yiwei's mouth tugged at the corner of her mouth, "Now it seems that Grandma really wants to thank Brother Dong for his foresight, and she has indeed saved some unnecessary trouble." This is also convenient, and Ah Yu can marry a wishful man. ”