Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Biquge www.wuxiaspot.com, the fastest update warm wedding like fire: Gu Shao, pet the latest chapter gently!

Lu Yan picked up the phone, and heard the girl's soft voice like a yellow warbler passed from the phone, she said, Lu Yan, how are you?

He looked at the girl through the glass window. Today, the girl wore a fringed skirt with a waist, covered with a creamy white cardigan, and a soft black hair fell loosely, and her hair on the cheeks was white. Behind her ears, her small and charming face was revealed.

She was raised by him, and his food and clothing were his, but he did n’t know what he had eaten for her, so he raised her skin so white and moist like sheep fat, which made people want to bite. Sip.

I haven't seen her in just four months. She seems to have opened up a bit longer, and she has become more obsessed.

He raised Yingxi's sword eyebrows and lip smiled. "I'm fine, how about you?"

How is she

She is very bad.

An An looked at him softly, not wanting to say that he was very good. There is always a person in the world who will let you remove all the strong camouflage and expose the fragile side. This person makes you want to lean on.

Seeing that she was not talking, Lu Yan frowned at her sword eyebrow, her deep voice was a bit harsh, "Bulled?"

An An shuddered, the slender feathers of the butterfly cicada wing, and beaked her pink mouth.

"Don't mutter!" At this moment he heard the man unhappy.

She raised her small head, and saw the man's brown eyes staring at her little mouth, her eyes glowing.

As soon as An An blushed, he felt that he kissed her with one look.

Without this glass window, Lu Yan thinks he must have stretched out his long arms and hugged her to his thigh and kissed him. Everything in prison is fine, but there is no woman.

She wore so beautiful again in front of him, her skin was white and her body was soft.

Lu Yan's eyes darkened, "What's wrong, talk!"

The short words were full of deterrence, severe and oppressive.

An An's heart is warm, just like him so domineering.

Now I don't want to do anything. I just want to lean on his arms. Only his breath can make her feel secure.

"If someone bullies me, what do you do?" She asked.

Lu Yan didn't think about it, "Kill him."

"Bragging, you can't get out now."

Lu Yan's tight brows suddenly loosened, and her thin lips evoked an unruly arc. "Why, miss me?"

No one bullied her, she just missed him, so she showed a grieving little daughter.

Well, miss him.

Really Want.

If only he could accompany her in the hospital.

In fact, she didn't want chemotherapy, medicine, or meals. She couldn't sleep every night, but she couldn't tell anyone.

You can't let the little sister-in-law be sad, you can't let your brother down.

If he was there, he would coax her.

The slender feathers of the butterfly cicada trembled, and two drops of crystalline tears fell from their eyes.

At first it was two drops, and then two strings. The girl was made of water.

Lu Yangang's soothing eyebrows froze tightly again. She cried. The crying pear flower was raining, very sad and pathetic.

Her low head was like a little pussycat dropped on the street, and Lu Yan felt her heart pinned by a long needle, and it felt dense and painful.

I wanted to comfort her, but I couldn't meet her, and finally got upset. "What a cry, I'm here, I'm not dead."

An An raised his head and looked at him, even more aggrieved, "Lu Yan, do you miss me?"

The girl's ice-cold eyes were wet and wet in his sight, and Lu Yan was crying out of her fire, rolling a raised male throat up and down, he did not answer.

He doesn't speak.

He didn't say that she didn't want her.

The tears in An An's eyes smashed more and more like broken beads. "Lu Yan, do you love me?"

She asked him again whether he loved her.

Last time in Miao Jiang, she asked twice, but he didn't say anything.

Lu Yanfeng's sharp gaze swept around, and there were several husbands and wives coming to visit the prison. Everyone cast their eyes on them.

A 37-year-old man and an 18-year-old girl kept asking if he loved her.

Everyone's eyes were in doubt.

Lu Yan had never said who he loved in his life. Now that everyone was staring at him, Jun's face was a bit stretched.

"Lu Yan, you say you love me well, I want to hear it." An An choked a soft voice and begged.

Lu Yan's cold and masculine silhouette sank directly, displeasingly reprimanded, "An'an, don't bother."

As soon as the voice fell, An An hung up the phone, turned around and ran away.

An An ran away.

Her fragile figure quickly disappeared into his sight, and Lu Yan's rough palm was still dragging the phone, listening to the busy sound of "dudu" on the other end, his heart suddenly became empty and painful. .

What's up with her?

...

Lu Yan returned to his cell, and his neighbor next to him had just finished his visit. The neighbor asked Lu Yan to chat. "Dude, who is your little girl who came to see you, girlfriend?"

Lu Yan was lying lazily on a wooden bed, two healthy arms pillowed behind his head, and two sturdy long legs folded boringly.

"My woman." He answered three words.

"Whoa, buddy, is that little girl 18 years old, have you soaked such a little girl?" The admiration and admiration of the neighbor next to him was already surging.

Lu Yan picked up Yingqi's sword eyebrows, but did not answer.

"But buddy, I think you just made that little girl angry, and she won't ignore you in the future."

Ignore him?

Lu Yan tilted her thin lips, sure, "She won't."

She won't ignore him.

"Dude, why are you so confident, that little girl just ran away, you be careful she followed other men."

Listening to this, Lu Yan's handsome eyebrows sank directly, he remembered that there was a Li Junxun outside.

She is only 18 years old and a girl in the flower season. I am afraid that there are Li Junxun No. 1 and No. 2 and No. 3 lining up at her.

Thinking of this, Lu Yan's heart is a little upset and a little unpleasant.

"Brother, I see that you are very cold to that little girl. That's your fault. Now the little girl is going to coax with sweet words. The banknotes are petted. People in jail like us are waiting for you outside. Easy, in fact, a woman's mind is the most sensitive. She needs to rely on her shoulders and needs someone to shelter her from the wind and rain. Like that little girl, she lets you say that she loves her. Just say, you do n’t say, how does she know you love she was?"

The neighbor next door was still thinking about it. Lu Yan's head was full of An An's aggrieved face just now, and her crying pear flower looked like rain.

Little thing, beauty is dead.

Lu Yan suddenly sat up and said, "Prison officer, open the door, I want to make a call!"

...

Lu Yan stood in front of the phone, copying his pockets with one hand, and picking up the phone with one hand. He didn't dial immediately, but looked at a prison guard, "You, you, ask you, how can you tell your wife that I love you your?"