Dear CEO, I’m Pregnant - Chapter 331

The movement at the foot of simile gives a slight pause.

“Miss Yan, if I’m the same as I was three years ago, I can help you leave as long as you want.”

The finger hanging on the side of the body clenched, and her back was a little stiff. She didn’t look back, but her voice came: “I have two children.”

What she meant was that she wanted to leave, but she was worried about her two children.

Housekeeper Cheng laughs: “it seems that you really have no feelings for master Yan. Three years ago, it was because of resigning master Yan, and now it is also because of resigning master Yan.”

The words did not answer any more, and continued to lift up the stairs.

What she didn’t see was a tall figure standing at the door of the living room. She didn’t know how long she had been listening to it. Against the light, no one could see his face clearly.

After the figure disappeared, housekeeper Cheng turned his head and laughed at Lu Yan at the door: “master Yan, you are back.”

Lu Yanli ignored him and walked in slowly. His face was frightfully cold. He pulled his bow tie and seemed to be a little irritable.

Housekeeper Cheng looked at him quietly for a long time: “there is no good result in forcing. Do you remember? Three years ago, when Miss Yan left, how sad she was and how hurt she was. If you really love her, are you willing to hurt her? ”

This sentence, let Lu Yan’s body slightly a shock, his heart deep, slender fingers but some tremble.

“Miss Yan’s condition these days is better than that of that year, but it doesn’t mean that she will be hurt less than that of that year.”

Lu Yan’s Adam’s Apple moved noiselessly, his finger joints were pale, and his thin lips were cold blades. Subconsciously, he looked to the direction of the stairway, and his heart hurt.

Anyone can see his reluctance and sorrow.

Lu yanmingming came back very early, but he never met Yanyu. He didn’t enter the bedroom until the evening.

Yanyu is reading at the head of the bed. She hears the footsteps coming in, but she doesn’t even raise her head. She frowns quietly.

Lu Yan has drunk.

He stood in front of the words, blocking part of the light.

He didn’t speak, he didn’t move, he didn’t move.

For a long time, he spoke in a flat voice, as if he had no emotion: “you don’t want to be with me, don’t you even want to have a try, right? I’m making you miserable now, right?”

The metaphor says nothing.

Lu Yan: “I can’t remember. I went to see a doctor, but I just can’t remember. I have a headache.” When he was drunk, he had so many words: “Yan Yan, do you believe I didn’t kill anyone? Will you believe me unconditionally? ”

The words are still silent.

Lu Yan’s feet faltered slightly, and suddenly he fell down towards Yu. A big man, drunk again, was very strong, and Yu frowned.

But the words didn’t push Lu Yan away.

Lu Yan looked at her from a close distance. Her figure was all in the dark pupil. She was the only one in his world. His eyes moved, and the light in his eyes almost burned the words.

Yu sighed softly in her heart. She pursed her lips, hesitated for a long time, and stuck her fingers on Lu Yan’s cheek. Then, one finger at a time, she slowly put them on, tracing his sharp outline. She felt the rough stubble on his face, showing some slight cyan.

Yu’s eyes were quiet, and he saw the depth of Lu Yan’s eyes. Without waiting for her to speak, Lu Yan’s eyes suddenly became thick and heavy. As soon as he bowed his head, he bit the lip of the metaphor heavily. His breath fell on the face of the metaphor, low and burning. He gasped slightly, and his strength became more and more fierce. With hatred, he didn’t care about the idea of the metaphor, as if he wanted to swallow it.

Yu subconsciously wants to get rid of him, but he doesn’t know why. The strength in his hand is deadlocked and slightly relaxed, and Lu Yan catches him, as if stimulating him.

He sprays the heavy wine gas, and rudely pulls open the bathrobe of words. The collar of the bathrobe is not tight originally, and is pulled by him, and it is released instantly.

His thick fingers slashed her clavicle heavily and pinched it down. The reaction of metaphor can’t keep up with him. He can’t do anything. The whole person is pushed against the wall by him. His eyes are sometimes sober, sometimes complicated, sometimes cold. After drinking wine, his strength is not light at all. The skin of metaphor is delicate, and he is soon pinched out of the blue and purple trace,

shocking.

He buried his head in the clavicle of the metaphor, breathing heavily, deeply, hot, and it seemed that there was a faint wet meaning falling down, which made the metaphor feel a little itchy.

They hugged each other tightly. They both knew what was going on, but they felt a dull pressure on them and took their breath.

The things flowing in Lu Yan’s eyes were too deep and difficult to understand.

The words left scratches on his back, which were particularly ferocious and dazzling under the light.

After a long time, they calmed down, leaving a hopeless silence, saying: “Lu Yan, let’s separate.” Her tone was calm and slow.Compared with quarreling, everyone should be more afraid of peace.

Because a quarrel means that there are still expectations, and calm means that all expectations have been given up.

Lu Yan’s hand movement gradually forced, he said nothing, deeply pressed the metaphor, for a long time, until the metaphor thought he would not speak again, a heavy voice rolled out of his throat.

“Good.”

When Mingming got the answer that simile wanted, his heart sank even more. This night, they didn’t move. It seemed that they were more intimate than before. When he got up in the morning, Yanyu saw Lu Yan’s eyes. He didn’t sleep much all night. The red blood was everywhere. The light penetrated the screen and came in. It was long and black. At this time, his eyes were the most beautiful pure black that Yanyu had ever seen.

The apex of the heart trembled, and she saw the fragility in his eyes.

There was no expression on his face. The last kiss, a farewell kiss, fell on the eyelids of words. She could feel the radian of his thin lips, and he could feel the freshness of her eyes.

Lu Yanxian got out of bed. He stepped on the ground barefoot, and Yanyu also lifted the quilt. Then her feet hung on the edge of the bed. She was looking for her slippers. After looking for them for a long time, she didn’t see them. Suddenly, Lu Yan took a pair of slippers in his hand. He stood in front of Yanyu and squatted down slowly.

In the eyes slightly shocked by the words, she holds up her feet and slowly puts on slippers for her.

There was some stillness in the room.

Yu Yu’s feet are held in the palm of Lu Yan’s hand. She curls up her lower toes. What she can feel is that Lu Yan has put down all his pride. Yu Yu’s eyes are slightly hot. She raises her head and suppresses the tears she is about to shed.