Chapter 88: Lighter
Wen Ning's heart trembled.
Then, slowly shaking his head, "No." β
Lu Yanci stared at her motionlessly, his eyes were so sharp that he seemed to see through all her careful thoughts, and he looked at her for several seconds before he said slowly: "Really? β
Wen Ning lowered her eyebrows, and there was a hint of grievance in her voice, "Why did Uncle pull me and him together?" Does he think there's something wrong with me, or is there something wrong with him? β
After a pause, she continued to whisper: "And he is Lu Xue's boyfriend, I won't like him." β
Lu Yanci's eyes became even colder, "You dare to like him and try it!" β
He raised her chin and said coldly, "Wen Ning, if one day, let me find out that you are lying, you will know the consequences!" β
There was a serious warning in his voice.
Wen Ning bit her lip and shook her head.
"Uncle, I don't dare."
Lu Yanci's eyes softened a little, and he touched her still wet hair, "Why don't you blow dry?" β
Suddenly, I saw her reddened wrists, and her eyes changed, "What's the matter with the hands?" β
Wen Ning glanced at it, it was the place where she had pinched it vigorously just now, and she rubbed it hard, and there was a little bit of broken skin.
"Xiao Jiu grabbed a few times."
Lu Yan stopped talking, picked her up and put her on the bed, and brought it to blow the air, drying her hair little by little.
The faint fragrance of roses spread out in this confined space, filling the snorts of the two, and the atmosphere gradually became a little ambiguous. Dark.
However, this ambiguous moment has only just begun.
Time flies not slowly, but in the time of half a month, the breath of winter is gradually revealed.
The winter in Beijing is very cold, but Lu Yanci's residence is full of warmth.
Even the flower room is equipped with radiators.
A few days ago, Wen Ning casually said that he wanted to order some sunflowers and irises, and the next day, someone sent dozens of potted sunflowers and irises in excellent condition, which were placed in a crowd of white roses, bright and warm.
Wen Ning's range of activities expanded to the flower room, she cut a few sunflowers and inserted them in the painted vase, admired them for a while, and then cut off a small handful of iris and inserted them in the white jade vase, and brought them to the housekeeper, "Give it to you." β
The housekeeper took it expressionlessly, "Thank you!" β
Wen Ning walked to the easel next to him, took down a painting and handed it to the butler, "This is also for you." β
The painting shows the housekeeper pruning the flowers in the flower room, and a large handful of fresh lilac irises is inserted on the workbench, which looks like people and flowers complement each other.
The housekeeper looked at it for a while before saying, "It's quite similar." β
Wen Ning had a faint smile on her face, "This flower is silent and elegant, it looks quite like you, Miss Zhang, I think you must look good in lilac." β
Since a few days ago, Wen Ning no longer calls the housekeeper a housekeeper, but calls her Miss Zhang.
The housekeeper nodded, "Thank you, Miss Wen, for the compliment." β
Wen Ning said: "You can call me A-Ning, many friends call me that." β
After speaking, I felt a little embarrassed, as if I didn't have many friends, so I changed my words again: "People who have a good relationship with me are called that." β
The butler nodded, but did not answer.
Wen Ning didn't react when she saw her, so she had to go back to the easel.
The flower room was warm, and recently she had added her favorite sunflowers, and even the white roses did not disgust her so much, and she had nothing to do to paint, so she simply moved the easel over.
As soon as he sat down and picked up the paintbrush, the housekeeper said, "The third master is going back to Lu's house tonight, and he wants to go back here for lunch at noon today." β
It seemed to remind her of something.
Wen Ning was stunned for a moment, slightly distracted.
She really wanted to go back to the Lu family, first, she wanted to take her things away, and second, she wanted to see Shen Lanyu again.
The butler saw that she was starting to lose his mind again, and shook his head slightly.
These days, although he has been raising it well and raising a few taels of meat, Wen Ning has been in a daze for longer than before.
Sometimes I sit in front of an easel for two or three hours, not talking or drawing, not knowing what I'm thinking.
The housekeeper always felt that Wen Ning looked good, but in fact he was weaker than before.
I don't know how long it took, the sound of a car came from outside, and the housekeeper said in a low voice: "The third master is back, if Miss Wen has anything, you can talk to him." β
After saying that, he took the vase and entered the hall.
Wen Ning came back to his senses and saw the noble and calm black Maybach slowly stopping by the gate.
The car door opened, and a very imposing man came down.
The man wore a very textured black business coat, which looked particularly slender and straight, cold and noble.
He glanced at the flower room and walked over.
Wen Ning retracted his mind, put down his paintbrush, opened the glass door and ran out.
After a few steps, he threw himself into the arms of Lu Yanci.
The room was warm, and she only wore a loose white knitted loungewear, the thin fabric could not withstand the temperature of minus a few degrees outside, and she began to shiver as soon as she went out.
Lu Yanci's face was slightly gloomy, he picked her up and entered the flower room in a few steps.
put her on the workbench, and her tone was a little bad, "It's not bad enough to run out so cold?" β
Wen Ning already knew how to please him, so he stretched out his hand and wrapped his neck around him, and said softly: "I miss you." β
Then, he came down from the workbench, took off his coat and suit jacket carefully, arranged them, and hung them up again.
After doing all this, I turned around and saw Lu Yanci looking at the paintings she had drawn.
The boy and girl in the painting walk side by side on the path, and the endless sunflowers on both sides of the path stretch to the end of the sky.
Gorgeous and intense!
Lu Yanci glanced at it a few times, and said coldly: "Why didn't you say it earlier if you like sunflowers?" β
Wen Ning glanced at the painting a few times, and his expression flashed with imperceptible loneliness, and said softly: "What I think of occasionally, I don't like it, but the white roses are still beautiful." β
Lu Yanci seemed to be very satisfied with her answer, his eyes softened a lot, he walked over and picked her up, put her back on the workbench, lowered his head, and his strong lips and tongue rolled up her soft lips. Petal.
This stormy and passionate kiss still made Wen Ning unable to adapt, so he could only cling to him and let him control himself.
However, after kissing him a lot, Wen Ning already knows how to respond to him slowly, so that he will not be bitten by him very painfully.
Wrap. After a long while, Lu Yanci let go of her, her breath became a little heavy, and her voice was a little hoarse, "Why are you so well-behaved today?" β
Wen Ning lay on his chest and gasped, his breathing was unsteady, and even his body was weak.
His kisses are always so strong, not giving her a little respite, which will not only make her lips numb, but also her waist will be held very painfully.
She softened her voice and whispered, "My back hurts, Mr. Lu, can you not work so hard?" β
As he spoke, he reached out and touched the place where he was pinched, frowning to make people feel that she was indeed in some pain.
Lu Yanci looked at her soft little appearance, her eyes darkened, she squinted, lifted her clothes, and saw her snow-white waist.
Sure enough, the place he had pinched just now was red, and there were dark fingerprints.
He frowned, staring at the small patch of red, "Why is it so tender and red again." β
Wen Ning leaned his head on him and didn't speak, his obedient appearance aroused Lu Yanci's dark psychology again.
The hand grabbed her soft waist again, and her voice was a little hoarse, "It's so small, I really want to pinch it off for you." β
His voice was cold, and he was often terrifyingly strong at this time, Wen Ning was really afraid that he would cut himself off.
couldn't help whispering: "Mr. Lu, you are not gentle at all. β
A soft voice from Mr. Lu made Lu Yanci's heart tremble, and even his eyes changed, "What are you calling nonsense?" β
Recently, when the two got close, she no longer called uncle, she always called Mr. Lu and Mr. Lu, and sometimes called him by his name.
Usually if she called him that, he was a little displeased, but at this time, he felt that it was a kind of fun, listening to her call his name, the possessiveness in his heart was always easily stimulated.
Wen Ning hooked his neck, whispered, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Lu, Lu Yanci." β
Lu Yanci snorted lightly, "No manners!" β
There was a little pampering in his voice, and there was no reproach.
In fact, at this time, Wen Ning is not without feelings.
Lu Yanci's three words once amazed her most barren youth, at that time, these three words shocked her like a god, and she felt like thunder and deafening just by listening to it.
These three words, at that time, represented absolute power and aspiration.
A person like her, if she hadn't seen Lu Yanci when she was young, she would never have imagined that there was such a proud son in the world, who stood at the top of the pyramid as soon as he was born, and he grew up very well and was extremely capable, just thinking about such a person, he felt that the world was unfair.
It's not surprising that she's just an ordinary person, and she would look up to such a person.
It's just that a person like her, who grew up in a dark corner, doesn't dare or deserve to pay too much attention to this god-like figure, and only dares to look at a few times in the corner.
Later, because of his sentence "She has nothing to do with the Lu family, not the Lu family", she fell into the abyss.
Speaking of which, her later suffering was somewhat related to him.
From then on, she did not dare to look up to him again, and the sun lost its luster.
never thought that many years later, this god-like figure would actually hold her in his arms and kiss her unscrupulously.
She didn't know why he did it, maybe it was just for fun, maybe it was just a whim, maybe it was like the other children of the family liked to raise canaries outside.
But whatever the reason, he was now the only driftwood she could hold onto, and she had to rely on his power to accomplish something.
Thinking of this, she whispered in his ear: "Mr. Lu, I miss you a little today." β
Lu Yanci's body froze, then he held her in his arms and said in a low voice: "Ning Ning still thinks about others?" β
Wen Ning lowered his eyes and shook his head slightly, "No one else can think about it, only you." β
Lu Yanci's eyes darkened, and his voice was also hoarse, "Then Ning Ning hurry up and take care of her body, there will be more to think about in the future." β
Wen Ning knew what he was talking about.
Because she has been in poor health for so long, Lu Yanci has actually been quite restrained, except for kissing, he has not really touched her.
This made her feel that she was actually a little cherished.
She didn't know how many women he had before, how many canaries he had outside now, and she didn't know how he cherished Luo Ying, but now, she still had a little bit of a feeling of being cherished.
Since Zhou Yan died, she hadn't felt this way.
Wen Ning wrapped his arms around his neck and whispered, "Uncle, I still have some things in the Lu family, I want to go and get them back." β
Lu Yanci enjoyed her current appearance of relying on him, holding her small waist with one hand, holding her small ankle with the other, pinching it on it, and said lightly: "Yes, I just want to go back tonight." β
Wen Ning pressed his face against his neck and rubbed it, "Thank you, uncle." β
Lu Yanci's hand holding her small waist increased her strength, and her tone was a little cold, "Will this not call me by name?" β
Wen Ning hissed in pain and whispered, "Can't be rude." β
Lu Yanci snorted coldly, "Now you know that you are rude?" β
Wen Ning whispered: "Uncle, can you not let others know about our relationship for the time being?" β
Lu Yanci narrowed his eyes, his expression was extremely light, "What is our relationship?" β
Needless to mention, he himself didn't intend to expose Wen Ning to the public eye, he even considered changing her name so that she could say goodbye to the past completely.
Wen Ning bit her lip, a little panicked.
yes, what is their relationship now?
Lover?
Feeling. Person?
It doesn't seem to be!
Their relationship is more like asking for each other, she wants to take revenge with his power, and he covets her freshness and youth.
The relationship between each taking what it needs can only be carried out in private, and it cannot be put on the table.
What's more, he also has an upright fiancΓ©e to put outside.
Seeing that Wen Ning didn't speak, Lu Yanci let go of her, pinched her small chin, and her eyes were obscure, "Wen Ning, what relationship do you want us to have?" β
As long as she speaks, he will give any relationship, although he doesn't want to make her public, let alone expose her, but if she really cares about this, he will give it.
Wen Ning lowered his eyebrows and shook his head, "Uncle, I don't want anything." β
Don't dare, and don't want to.
There is a huge disparity in their identities, and it is this kind of relationship between each taking what he needs, she really doesn't dare to have any expectations.
After the matter is completed, she will completely leave the capital and go far away.
Lu Yanci didn't seem to be satisfied with her answer, and his tone was a little cold, "Why not?" β
Wen Ning was stunned, hanging her head and not speaking.
Lu Yanci looked at her like this, knowing that she might have something in her heart again, so she couldn't help but slow down her voice and said in a low voice: "Ning Ning, you can say what you want, no matter what it is." β
Wen Ning shook his head, "I'm a little hungry, uncle." β
Lu Yanci combed the tiny hair on her face behind her ears, then picked her up and walked to the hall.
Winter weather is short, and evening is in the blink of an eye.
As soon as it got dark, a black Rolls-Royce stopped in front of the courtyard.
The car door opened, and Lu Yanci stepped out of the car.
In the afternoon, the first snow of the year fell in Beijing, which was quite heavy, and he only stood in the wind and snow for a short time, and some snowflakes fell on his shoulders.
He stood in the wind and snow and beckoned to Wen Ning: "Ning Ning, come here!" β