Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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An An read the text message twice --- I was outside your door and opened it.

Gosh.

He came.

An An ran away without putting on her shoes, and opened the door.

Standing tall and strong outside the door, standing there was like a door god, coming against the light.

It's really Lu Yan.

An An looked at him and hummed with delicate cheeks. "What are you doing here, Qian Qian didn't leave you in the hotel room for the night?"

She was still holding the door and didn't let him in.

Lu Yan stretched out his wide palm and pushed open the door. Long legs stepped in and closed the door with his backhand.

This action is direct and overbearing.

His strong back rested lightly on the door panel, and grinned, "I'm going, someone is going to cry."

"I won't cry!" An An said, but Xiu Qiong's little nose was already red.

Lu Yan looked down and saw her bare feet, Yingqi's sword eyebrows clenched tightly, "how barefoot?"

He stretched out his strong arms and fastened her little waist, and gently lifted her up.

An An quickly stretched out two small hands and hugged his neck.

"What's wrong, eyes are red?" He leaned down and kissed the beauty tip of her forehead.

An An didn't feel much grievance at first. Now the grievance is overwhelming. She pursed her red lips. "I thought you didn't want me anymore."

The word "you" made Lu Yan's heart tighten. He tightened his arm and hugged her tightly, "Just like me so much?"

He has nothing now and is still holding his right leg. Why does a 21-year-old girl in the flower season like him so much?

"Well, I just like you." An An said with a sullen head.

Lu Yan's handsome brows fluttered open. "I bought you a gift, and I took it in my pocket."

He bought a gift for her?

An An's eyes brightened, and she quickly reached out her hand and drew it into his pants pocket. "What gift?"

Across the thin lining, her soft little hand stuck to the thigh muscles of his thigh, and his waist was stiff.

At this moment, An An felt the present, took it out, and had lipstick in her hand.

He even gave her lipstick.

Man gives woman lipstick.

An'an's grievances and sadness were swept away, and spring waves waved in the snowy eyes. She couldn't help but manipulate the lipstick in her hand, and her voice asked sweetly, "How much is this?"

"Not much, 3999."

what?

An An took a sigh of cold air. "Your salary is only 4,000 yuan. You paid 3,999 for a lipstick? Lu Yan, are you crazy?"

She raised her little pink fist and hammered him.

Lu Yan didn't move, gave her a hammer, and her little fist fell on his strong chest like an tickle. He didn't hurt, for fear of her hand hurting.

"Go and show me."

An An was angry. He spent money arbitrarily and spent a month's salary. He is now no longer than before. In the past three years, he sent the children of Dashan to Didu University, and he didn't have a penny passbook.

"I'm not going."

"Little girls, are you disobedient?" He whispered, and squeezed her little waist with a big palm.

An An was in pain, her delicate body twisted away from his arms like a small water snake, put on slippers, she went to the dresser and opened her lipstick.

She wiped her lower lip with lipstick, and then opened it. This pure red was very colored. She opened it with her fingers and applied it again. The snow and ice did not lose her bite.

She lifted her eyes and looked at herself in the glasses, her lips were beautiful, like a lotus flower, so she usually did not apply lipstick.

Now put on lipstick, her delicate muscle match Xuexian, looks allure.

She turned and looked at him brightly. "Does it look good?"

Lu Yan stepped up and came to her in front of her long legs, then stretched out her two big palms to hold her little face, and held her red lips with a sip.

Her lipstick, her soft lips were rippling in the mouth of his tongue, sweet and ridiculous.

Well!

An An quickly reached his chest and pushed him away. "Don't kiss me, I just applied lipstick."

"I bought lipstick when I came back."

"..."

He was about to kiss her, and An An turned away, "I want to ask, why did you send me lipstick?"

So many gifts, he gave lipstick.

"I wanted to buy something else, but I have no money in my pocket."

"..."

At this time, should he say something sweet or romantic?

Lu Yan who does not follow the routine.

Well, he's not taking a domineering presidential style.

When Lu Yan came in, An An didn't avoid, let him catch the little tongue, she put his little hand into his trouser pocket, there was a coin left in his trouser pocket.

She dragged the coin tightly into her palm, and suddenly her heart hurt.

She shouldn't live like this.

Then a low curse came from his ear, "Has it been touched in my pants?"

An An blushed, and conditionedly retracted her little hand.

At this moment, the sky turned round, Lu Yan hugged her horizontally, and several walks were thrown directly on the sofa in the living room.

An An didn't think of it, and the dark shadow on her body was also suppressed in the next second, and the masculine and clean male masculine quickly filled her senses.

The two kissed together.

Because An An had been dragging that lipstick, when the man began to pull her clothes, the lipstick fell directly on the carpet.

"My lipstick!"

She leaned over and saw that the lipstick had fallen in half on the carpet.

An An's whole body hurts, oh dear, her 3999 lipstick!

She reached out to pick it up.

But the next second her face was buckled up by the man. "What's your name, you just fall."

"but…"

"Less nonsense!" He interrupted her with a mute voice. "I have always been worried about the baby in your stomach, so I didn't move you, now I see how I can clean up you!"

An An quickly closed her eyes, this man ... Tibetan mastiff constitution, just want to eat meat.

This lipstick is considered scrapped.

...

After two hours.

Lying on the bed, An An opened her eyes weakly, and she seemed to have died once.

Lu Yan was out of the room and went out.

An Anqiang supported her body and got out of bed. She opened the window of the room to dispel the ambiguity here, and the sheets were useless. She tore the old sheets and replaced them with new ones.

She went out of the room with the old sheets.

As soon as she came out, she saw a tall and strong body in the kitchen. Lu Yan was cooking in the kitchen. He took a shower, but there was no man changing clothes here, so he was wearing that dark blue T-shirt. Below, The prosthesis in the black trousers was taken down, and the right trouser leg was empty.

However, this does not affect the calm behavior of the man, but adds to the vicissitudes of the man, especially charming.

An An walked lightly and hugged him from behind, her white tender hand touching the place of his amputation across the trouser legs, "A Yan, why are your legs gone?"