He smiled without saying anything and kissed her. Really, unimaginably sweet.
He held half of her face, and she grabbed his chin,
She said, "I am Zodiac sign,"
He said, "Me too,"
"I actually don't know much about the world," she said.
He said, "Me too, you see, we were made for each other."
She finally lowered her eyes and said, "I am Denu,"
He didn't say anything, smiled and kissed her again. True and false, as if they knew each other well, even if this is a trick mixed with honey, it is poisonous, but it is not charming...
He didn't say clearly what seniority they were, but Lu Meng would call him "uncle" after that. Sometimes he was serious, and sometimes he was too serious. Anyway, he shouted and dragged the jade sheep into the abyss, and gradually became a demon. Even when they hate each other the most, the "old uncle" who is far away and sometimes close can soften his heart...
I became more familiar with each other, and the physical distance became closer, but it did not exceed the scope of "First Prison - Xishan Villa". On this day, it’s time for Lu Meng to “go out for a walk” once a month.
This was concealed very well. It was true that she was not recovering, she kept coughing, and everyone could see her bad condition. The electronic shackles were still buried in his trousers. Xiaolu really had no clothes, only this attire. Lu Meng was the only one who listened to her sister's words. From the moment she wanted to wear clothes, Lu An only gave her a Yun suit. It was too small and not suitable, so he tried his best to change it. When Lu Meng was even younger, she and her sister had quarrels with each other. They were so young. Meng Meng coolly used a dagger to force her sister, "Why can you wear these fancy clothes? I can only wear this!"
It seems that Lu Andu is determined to suppress her, even to death! "You go ahead and stab me. Unless I die, you can only wear this."
Anyway, Xiaolu got used to it gradually. Besides, this child is born with a gangster spirit and doesn't care about fancy clothes. Besides, it's not like she can't wear other clothes. After that, she would be annoyed if she was asked to change into regular clothes.
During these "excursions", she really didn't run around and actually went to the hospital.
Tang Yourong just patched up the membrane for her. Xiaolu's physical condition was indeed not very good. Such a small operation seemed to have disturbed her roots, making her cough even harder. Come to the hospital to recuperate.
But you say support yourself, you still can't stop smoking and drinking, so what's the matter... This is how Qu Qian and Song Yu felt when they looked at her, they hated her, but there was a lingering feeling of powerlessness...
Lu Meng was lying on the bed, with an oxygen bottle beside her. Ironically, she still had a cigarette in her hand and earplugs in her ears to listen to music. She looked at the top, feeling as comfortable and calm as if she was lying in the sky.
Song Yu took off the earplug on her side, and Lu Meng only looked at him, took another breath, and continued to look at the sky without feeling anything. Anyway, she still had one ear that could hear.
"Take care of yourself, okay? The oxygen is replenished as soon as you pull out the cigarette. If you don't take this puff, you'll cough to death, right?" Song Yu took off his coat, put one hand on his hips, pointed at her and scolded,
Qu Qian sat on the edge of the bed and turned to look at her gloomily, "Her lungs must be black."
Hearing this, Xiaolu got excited, stretched his legs on his waist and pushed him, "I heard that you have a heart disease, don't you have a dark heart?"
Qu Qian caught her feet and touched her slowly like a cat. He said sarcastically, "Qu Ning told you, whether I am sick or black in my heart has nothing to do with you." He glanced sideways. Looking at her, he suddenly tickled the soles of her feet, which made her go crazy. She was so ticklish and giggled so hard that her shirt was pulled up to her waist, exposing her skin.
Song Yu took advantage of the cigarette held on her finger, took a puff, and then put it out in the ashtray casually. She also sat on the bed and cuddled up to the crazy deer, squeezing her waist, and the deer screamed, with a healthy rosy look on her face.
Having had enough trouble, Xiaolu curled up and let her hair loose, partially covering her charming eyes. Xiaolu said coquettishly, "I'm already close to Luo Yuyang, and you don't reward me."
Song Yu tapped her forehead and said, "Forget it, is that what you call approaching him?"
Qu Qian still held her feet and patted her gently, "Mengmeng, we still have a long way to go, but you haven't even touched one of his little fingernails."
Lu Meng sat up immediately, holding his hands behind his back, and his feet were still held by him, but he kicked them lightly and pouted, "Nonsense, I kissed him!"
Song Yu simply rested his head on her belly and closed his eyes comfortably, "Who have you been seeing around him recently?"
"Kerry, Huai'en,"
Song Yu chirped and folded his hands on his abdomen, "You haven't even touched the edge of his inner circle. Jia Li, Huai En, and even his servants are not even close enough to run errands."
Then, he gave her a good introduction to Luo Yuyang's huge and gorgeous "core direct lineage circle", which was the first time Xiaolu saw the majestic power of power.
