Feed the tiger with her

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When Lu Yin entered, Jian Zhiyan had already fallen asleep.

It's not that we don't wait for him, but who can survive at 04:30 in the morning.

Jian Zhiyan prepared a box of milk and sandwiches before going to bed, and the food was placed on the dining table, which meant to give some comfort to the man who had traveled all the way home.

Unexpectedly, after Lu Yin took off his coat, he just glanced at the plate of food and went straight into the bedroom.

Half of the moonlight still covered the room, the person on the bed was small, the quilt only covered his waist, and the black silk suspenders hung on his arms, making his skin look extraordinarily fair.

Lu Yin threw the tie on the ground casually, and loosened the two buttons around his throat with one hand.

The weather was getting hotter, and Jian Zhiyan remembered that she had adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner before going to bed, but fell asleep in the middle of the night, sweating profusely.

Jian Zhiyan tried to tear off the thin quilt that was tied to her body, but when she touched it, she found that it was not only the temperature, but also the weight that was added to her.

There was a sudden sinking on the leg, and it was separated by two hands.

Jian Zhi's face was sleepy, she opened her eyes, and she saw Lu Yin playing with her like a puppet.

The dusty Lu Yin was waiting for her to wake up, and then he would possess him to take the comfort he was thinking of.

Under the moonlight, what is strangled is the last ray of darkness tonight.

Dawn had already appeared in the sky, Lu Yin looked into her eyes and asked.

I haven't seen you for a month. Do you miss me?

Jian Zhiyan's voice trembled slightly, "I thought I didn't think much about it."

An honest little girl is a pain in the ass.

Lu Yin smiled.

At last it was bright.

Sleepy and tired, she didn't want to move at all, Jian Zhiyan lay in Lu Yin's arms, with her head pressed against his ear.

"Lu Yin."

"Ah."

"I still feel a little disbelief thinking we're going to get married."

Lu Yin still remembered that Jian Zhiyan mentioned Ming Xihua just now, saying that she said a lot of inexplicable things.

He patted her lightly and asked.

"What did Mrs. Jane tell you tonight?"

Jian Zhiyan: "Some negative things are basically saying that she chose the wrong partner in her life, and then saying that I am luckier than her."

Lu Yin: "For a person, luck and seizing opportunities are both important."

Jian Zhiyan also agreed, "It was luck that we met in New York. After returning to China, you plotted against me, which is called seizing the opportunity."

It doesn't matter if he gets hurt, Lu Yin smiled, "You're right."

Jian Zhiyan also smiled.

The feeling of boredom all night, after Lu Yin came back, everything disappeared.

Good feelings are a good medicine that can heal wounds.

Before going to bed, Jian Zhiyan babbled unconsciously.

"Lu Yin, I always felt that forgiving my mother was betraying my brother and my father, but today, I don't seem to hate her so firmly."

……

When I woke up, it was almost noon.

Lu Yin had a two-hour jet lag, so he wasn't too tired. Looking at Jian Zhi's face, he still wanted to sleep, so Lu Yin didn't bother her. He put on his shirt and went to wash up first.

When she came back, Jian Zhiyan had already sat up hugging the quilt,

The hair was pulled up casually, tied into a ponytail, braided into a loose braid, and hung in front of her body.

Jian Zhiyan looked at Lu Yin's outfit, "Are you still at work today?"

"Strike while the iron is hot, go to the company for a meeting, and be back soon."

Jian Zhi's inappropriate face was not because of Lu Yin's leaving, but because of his crumpled clothes.

Lu Yin also felt uncomfortable all over, and asked, "Do you still have my change of clothes here?"

Jian Zhiyan shook her head, "When we broke up last time, I threw them away."

Lu Yin glanced at her, not very friendly.

Jian Zhiyan smiled back, "The clothes of the scumbag and the clothes of the ex-boyfriend, don't you throw them away and keep them for the New Year?"

Lu Yin tugged at his collar, which looked sticky and uncomfortable.

Jian Zhiyan got up and went into the cloakroom. After a minute, she came out with a paper bag in her hand, "Why don't you try this."

There are two shirts in total, two dark blue and black shirts, unopened, with brand labels.

Jian Zhiyan showed it to Lu Yin.

"It's black."

Lu Yin glanced at it, then turned around and took off the shirt on his body, and the shirtless man stood there, changing his clothes.

No matter it was him or Jian Zhiyan, no one was embarrassed.

The black buttons were fastened from the lower middle one to the chest, Lu Yin frowned.

"This dress is a little small."

"Small?"

Jian Zhiyan was about to brush her teeth, but when she heard this, she turned around and walked back, she stretched out her hand to help him straighten his neckline, and saw that his shoulders were really tense.

"It seems a little small."

Lu Yin: "Where did these clothes come from?"

Jian Zhiyan looked away, "I originally bought it for Han Yi."

She was about to withdraw her hand, but someone grabbed her wrist, and Jian Zhiyan's breathing imperceptibly stagnated, and she slammed into the man's arms together with the towel in her hand.

"Jian Zhiyan, you are brave enough to wear other men's clothes for me, don't you need to clean up?"

"This is new," she emphasized.

Realizing that her voice was hoarse, Jian Zhiyan cleared her throat, "I brought you these because I saw that you were uncomfortable wearing old clothes, otherwise these two clothes might be thrown away in two days."

"Throw it away?"

Lu Yin caught the loophole in her words, "Let me guess...you threw away my clothes the day after we broke up, right?"

"But it's been so long since you and Han Yi ended, and his clothes are still there, so I don't think he's willing to throw them away."

Jian Zhiyan was speechless, she was simply hit by Lu Yin's first sentence.

Lu Yin's clothes were thrown away on the second day after the breakup, but she simply forgot Han Yi's clothes.

Jian Zhiyan was held in her arms, and felt the man's anger close to her body. To be honest, she had a fight over such trivial things in the morning, did she still recover?

Too everyday, too trivial, in her impression, Lu Yin is not such a person.

"It's just a piece of clothing, so what do you want from me?"

Lu Yin glanced at her, "What do you think?"

Jian Zhiyan was helpless, she took the first step to help him unbutton, thinking that he was unhappy, so she helped him unbutton, but she didn't know that her wrist was buckled again.

Lu Yin took her hand and wrapped it around his waist, "Kiss me."

Jian Zhiyan realized that it wasn't all because of his clothes that he found fault. She suppressed a smile and looked at him.

The arrogance of an old man is quite rare.

"If you don't brush your teeth, you won't kiss." Jian Zhiyan objected first, then tiptoed up and kissed Lu Yin's Adam's apple.

It was genuine coaxing, with a bit of private stuff in it. When Jian Zhiyan finished, she took a sip with a crisp sound.

With a bang.

Lu Yin's back stiffened, and his eyes were already dark.

Jian Zhiyan grabbed the towel and ran away quickly, probably because she was afraid that the man would catch up, so she hurried into the bathroom and locked the door.

She shouted inside: "Wear it or not, throw it away if you don't wear it, it's up to you anyway."

Lu Yin laughed, but continued to fasten the buttons.