Meng Wanyan subconsciously grabbed his arm, afraid that she would fall, so her ears were close to his chest, and she heard his calm and powerful heartbeat, pounding her eardrums one by one.

Xiaoxuan and the driver had left at some point.

The girl in her arms had a very faint smell of alcohol, light like a feather, her waist was thin and narrow. Lu Yanqing's strength was just right, and the heat in her palm was passed through her thin dress fabric to her waist.

Meng Wanyan pursed her lips and finally returned to reason in an instant. She stood up from his arms and looked at him silently.

Lu Yanqing's arms were empty, and he pulled his hand back half a beat, and his left arm was obviously slower.

Meng Wanyan stared at him, her face still hadn't taken off her makeup, her black and red lips, her face was clear and beautiful, and her eyes, which were clearly distinctively bright at the moment, "Why are you here?"

She never dreamed that Lu Yanqing would suddenly appear downstairs in her house.

The man in front of him was straight and his tall shadow was slowly stretched by the moonlight, and the two standing figures overlapped and overlapped.

His lips opened and closed, his voice was a little heavy and a little silence, "I'll see you."

Meng Wanyan's eyes curled up slightly, and the corners of her lips curled up and smiled playfully: "What's the point of looking good about me? Captain Lu turned out to be so idle."

After reunion, whenever the two were alone, she always looked like a hedgehog, setting all her guard against him.

Lu Yanqing took out his cell phone, opened the address book, and asked her to see it. His eyes were dark and deep, and he quietly glanced at her eyes, "You called me these calls."

He had been out on missions for two weeks, and when he came back, he didn't care about bandaging, but instead wanted to call her with his cell phone.

When he saw the five missed calls, his heart suddenly became soft and soft.

Meng Wanyan glanced at the call record, looked calm and smiled calmly: "So what if I called me?

As for people, there are always times when they are not clear-headed."

The girl in front of her raised her head slightly, her red lips closed and closed, and exhaled like orchids, accompanied by a faint smell of wine.

Seeing her stubborn mouth, Lu Yanqing pursed her lips and leaned over to her. The man's advantage was revealed in the darkness, and the tall shadow wrapped the petite figure in front of her.

His lips slightly closed, his black eyes stared at her, and the sound of overflowing from his throat was low and hoarse: "Then you called, what do you want to ask me?"

Meng Wanyan was inexplicably panicked by him. Her breathing paused, but her mouth was still strong: "I just want to ask if you are dead."

As he finished speaking, Lu Yanqing suddenly laughed, his eyes were deep, and his eyebrows were clear.

It is a kind of sincere and heartfelt pleasure.

His voice was heavy, but it was warm: "Yan'er, admit it."

"You're just worried about me."

Meng Wanyan pursed her lips and stared at him with confidence, her almond eyes were bright and translucent.

The man in front of him suddenly leaned over, and the distance between the two was unexpectedly closer. His thin and slightly cool lips were barely pressed against her lips, and the breath he exhaled made people feel anxious.

Finally, he nipped the girl's warm and humid lips.
Chapter completed!