Chapter 294: Communiqué Personal Vendetta

Lu Yiyou looked at her cream-like skin, which could be broken by blowing, but he felt sorry for the blackness of her eyelids.

He squeezed the ointment on top of the cotton swab, and then delicately rubbed it against her lips, and the movements were full of gentleness.

He knew she wasn't asleep, but he still kept her softest movements.

When the cold ointment touched Shang Wu's lips, she moved without pinching, and then buried her whole face in the silk quilt.

That look, it's clear that he is still angry.

In fact, Lu Yiyou is also angry, but what can he do if he is angry?

He still couldn't help but come over to see how she was, even if he said in front of Aunt Zhang, when Shang Wu figured out when to come down to eat, in fact, if she didn't eat, she would be worried.

Seeing her move, Lu Yiyou simply opened his mouth and asked, "Are you hungry?" ”

Although Shang Wu didn't speak, there was a gurgling sound in his stomach.

She didn't look up, let alone speak.

Lu Yiyou sighed and straightened her face with a little effort.

Continuing the movements in his hand, his thin lips moved, and he whispered, "Shang Wu, what should I do with you?" ”

Shang Wu opened her eyes, and a pool of autumn water was calm in her eyes.

Just one glance was enough to make Lu Yiyou freeze the movements in his hands.

Xu thought about it for a long time in bed at night, and Shang Wu's mood was not as extreme as in the afternoon.

It's just that in my heart, I still have some complaints about Lu Yiyou.

He was her last support, how could she say such scar-opening words at such a time?

So at this moment, even if he opened his eyes in the dim light, Shang Wu didn't answer any words, just looked at Lu Yiyou in front of him with dissatisfaction.

After Lu Yiyou recovered for a while, he said that after the ointment was evenly applied to her lips, he packed up the medicine box next to the bed and walked out.

Shang Wu felt a little lost in his heart after seeing his departing back.

Although she was still angry, he ......

You can't just walk away, can you?

Shang Wu raised his hand and touched his stomach that rang again or twice, how to eat all day, and now when he was tossing and turning in bed with insomnia, he suddenly felt that he was really a little hungry.

It's just—

Just when she complained in her heart that the man didn't come to coax her, Lu Yiyou went upstairs again and entered the bedroom.

The moment Shang Wu heard the door being opened, he immediately turned his back to him.

Lu Yiyou, who was standing in front of the door, smiled helplessly, walked forward, and a warm and strong hug tied her up.

She moved her body a little pretentiously and motioned for him not to touch her.

Lu Yiyou chuckled, and even hugged the silk quilt, he leaned in her ear, and said wetly, "Let's go, let's eat." ”

Shang Wu was disturbed by his breath, and his whole person was a little confused.

She was stunned for a moment and asked, "What to eat?" Is there anything to eat now? ”

Lu Yiyou kicked the door open with his foot and nodded and said, "Well, Aunt Zhang cooked in the afternoon, and I warmed it up." ”

Of course, there is no confidence in this sentence.

When Shang Wu sat at the table wrapped in a silk quilt, his eyes were lit up by a cluster of badly colored dishes.

She couldn't bear to look at her directly, and finally said, "Lu Yiyou, are you sure you're just hot?" ”

She glanced directly at the dishes on the table, which was only hot, as if it had been turned around in a pot.

Lu Yiyou's well-defined handsome face flushed a little, and said in a very stiff tone, "Well, it's just hot, that, that, the pot in the kitchen is not very useful." ”

Shang Wu's face was lazy with some smiles, she smiled slightly, the arc was very beautiful.

Lu Yiyou looked at her like this, and he was a little relieved.

But when he looked at his hot dish again, he did have a feeling of disbelief.

Lu Yiyou stood up and cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks on the dining table neatly, "Forget it, don't eat it, it's not a trivial matter to eat a bad stomach." ”

His quick clean-up action is very cute, and it is rare for such a thing to happen from a big man of 1.87 meters and a cold and arrogant man.

Shang Wu stood on tiptoe slightly, took Lu Yiyou's hand, and said, "I'm just hungry, let's eat a little." ”

Although this "supper" was not very delicious, Shang Wu still ate a little bit of it.

Because for Lu Yiyou, he can help you do a lot of things effortlessly, but cooking is really his dead end.

Isn't it a kind of happiness that a person is willing to take the initiative to do the things that he dies for you?

Although Shang Wu didn't have any expression on his face, he actually had a warm feeling in his heart.

She didn't even notice that the corners of her lips were curving upward.

Lu Yiyou was a little obsessed watching from the side, he stepped forward little by little, until the distance between the two changed from safety to danger, and the breath between Lu Yiyou's breaths was enthusiastically sprinkled on her face.

Shang Wu shrank back a little scared, and said intermittently, "I, I'm done eating." ”

Lu Yiyou nodded and replied absentmindedly, "Hmm." ”

"I, I've got to go up."

"Hmm."

"I, I'm leaving."

After she finished speaking, she was about to get up, but before she got up and began to wrap the silk quilt on the chair, she was pulled by Lu Yiyou.

Shang Wu blinked his moist eyes and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

Lu Yiyou didn't speak, just looked at her in distress.

Then the distance between the two people slowly narrowed, closer, so close that Shang Wu didn't dare to breathe loudly.

The night in the hall was very cold, but because of the relationship between the two, it suddenly became hot.

Shang Wu closed her eyes gently as before, but when she waited for a long time, she found that the other party's thin lips did not kiss as expected.

She opened her eyes a little embarrassed, and looked at Shang Lu's faint ink eyes, his sexy Adam's apple moving up and down, "Are you still angry?" Well? ”

Shang Wu lowered his head and played with the silk quilt next to his hand, "Hmm......"

She replied softly, biting her lip and not speaking, but she was choked by the cold smell of the ointment.

Lu Yiyou saw her so cute, lowered his head and laughed heartily.

This is probably the most harmonious time for the two of them to get along in the past two days.

Lan Muxian's matter was indeed a big blow to Shang Wu, but Shang Wu was an adult after all, and she knew how to clean up the emotions that had collapsed before.

Although the scar was still bleeding, on the surface, it seemed that she was not crying so much.

Because some ointment was applied to her lips, Lu Yiyou's kiss did not directly stick to her lips, but gently went back.

He deliberately slowed his breath very slowly, Shang Wu shrank to the side, and exhaled softly, "Swim." ”

Her arms climbed up to his neck, making her feel like she had something to lean on.

She actually enjoyed this moment of warmth, but what happened in the afternoon still made it difficult for her to pull down her face to cooperate.

Lu Yiyou also saw the mustard in her heart, so she breathed harder.

The warm breath seemed to linger gently between the two.

She bit her lip lightly in embarrassment so that she could keep herself as silent as possible.

Lu Yiyou naturally knew what she was thinking, and he lifted the silk quilt behind her to the dining table.

The dining table was large, and the spare space except for three or two bowls of dishes was enough.

Lu Yiyou carefully laid the silk quilt on the somewhat cold dining table, and then hugged Shang Wu from the chair.

His kisses tossed and turned, as if they were nothing, and gently seduced.

Shang Wu was at the dining table with an expectant and apprehensive heart, looking at Lu Yiyou with gloomy eyes.

The moonlight is very bright, the dining table is very large, and after Lu Yiyou extinguishes the light on the side of the open kitchen, the atmosphere is a little better with this moonlight.

Shang Wu blushed a little when he saw it, so he simply got up and hooked him down.

The moonlight is as gentle as water, and the beauty exhales like silk.

His swift possession came too quickly.

Shang Wu could only make a single syllable sound, and his brain seemed to have stopped working, serving this moment.

She was coquettish in his arms, pounding his chest with her pink fist, and whispering, "Lu Yiyou!" Why are you so sudden?! ”

Why so suddenly?

Lu Yiyou thought about it seriously, it wasn't for the sake of "communiqué personal vendetta"

He can be regarded as a seven-foot man who says the same, he also has emotions, and he is also angry, why did the cold war between the two become all his unconditional compromises at night?

He smiled slightly, he was a little domineering and cute under the moonlight.

After several tosses, after a long time, the two finally hugged each other vigorously, enjoying a rare tacit understanding and peace.

The moonlight was faint, and some chill hit, and Shang Wu was so tired that he didn't want to open his eyes when he closed them.

She was picked up by Lu Yiyou and walked into the bedroom, smelling the clear ocean breath on his body, and a certain vacancy in her heart could be regarded as being filled a little.

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The next day, the entire A city was not only talking about the luxurious party that the Murong family spent a lot of money on, but also the dream painter, the legendary genius girl - Shang Wu, who became popular after the show was broadcast.