Feed the tiger with her

Lu Yinjian's Yan's wedding is a top event in the circle, and everyone is proud to receive the invitation.

On that day, three intersections were closed near the manor where the wedding was held, and the guests who arrived had to take a special battery car to continue walking in.

As for such a battle, Jian Zhiyan, as a bride, was almost unaware of it.

Before the ceremony started, she was holding a rattle in the dressing room, teasing the little nephew in the nanny's arms.

The son of Song Ange and Jian Zhilei has been four months old, and he is a limp little lump, which makes Jian Zhiyan very affectionate. She is afraid that the beaded dress on her body will get stuck on the child, so she dare not hug her, so she keeps holding her The baby's hand, shaking and shaking.

Suddenly, someone was watching her.

Jian Zhiyan looked up and stared.

Lu Yin didn't know why he came here. He stood at the door with his arms folded, looking at her silently, but he never came in.

Jian Zhiyan raised her lips, "What are you looking at?"

Lu Yin came over and saw the little baby sticking out his tongue, he couldn't help pinching it too.

But the eldest prince of the Jian family didn't like him very much and started crying.

Jian Zhiyan went to beat Lu Yin, "You must have hurt him."

As she said that, she tried to coax the child back, but unfortunately it didn't work. This job is more handy as a nanny.

The nanny took the child to the next room.

Lu Yin leaned against the dressing table and pulled the person into his arms, "Nephews are not fun. Let's have one ourselves for fun."

"Are babies born for fun?"

Jian Zhiyan ignored Lu Yin's crazy words, she unscrewed her lipstick, and applied color to the mirror.

Lu Yin still didn't give up, "Lawyer Song is pregnant with her second one, don't you feel that you are behind?"

Jian Zhiyan glared at him, "This is not a competition."

However, when she thought about it again, she smiled thiefly, and put her body on Lu Yin's shoulder.

"Is it because you are afraid of falling too far behind my brother?"

Lu Yin didn't speak, but he didn't deny it either.

On the day of the wedding, it was a bit hasty to put the matter of having a child on the agenda. The two were still chatting, and soon someone came to see Lu Yin.

Jian Zhiyan also urged Lu Yin, "Go quickly, go quickly."

Lu Yin gently pinched the back of Jian Zhiyan's neck, smiled fondly at her, and left in a hurry.

In front of Jian Zhiyan, the secretary didn't dare to say anything. When Lu Yin came out, the secretary reported mysteriously: Lin Zhengxiong and Lin Lao are here.

Lu Yin paused for a moment, and looked into the distance, Jian Zhilei and Ming Xihua were chatting with others.

"I gonna go see."

Only Lu Yin can go and see it.

Lin Zhengxiong was an unwelcome guest, and the security guard at the gate was the Lu family who asked someone to let him through.

Lin Zhengxiong entered the periphery of the venue without even getting out of the car.

In a remote corner, the car window was half down, revealing Lin Zhengxiong's kind smile.

Lu Yin called out, Mr. Lin.

"Congratulations." Lin Zhengxiong said with some emotion, "Although I can't watch the ceremony, I can feel my daughter's happiness. She must be very happy to marry the person she likes."

Lu Yin called someone over and brought the presents over.

"This is a cookie made by Yanyan herself. As a souvenir, it is specially given to close guests. Please try it."

It was a pleasant surprise.

Lin Zhengxiong completely closed the car window, took the beige paper box, and even a little impatiently, Lin Zhengxiong opened it directly and tasted one.

Under the ordinary appearance, this cookie has a completely different taste.

"This……"

Lin Zhengxiong looked at Lu Yin with complicated eyes.

Lu Yin smiled, "Yan Yan has always thought that she is good at cooking." That's why she dared to show off.

But those who ate her handmade food never told Jian Zhiyan the truth.

Lin Zhengxiong laughed hoarsely, and finally ate a whole piece in order not to waste it.

A thoughtful wedding must leave every guest satisfied, including Lin Zhengxiong, who left satisfied after trying his daughter's craftsmanship.

In the evening, the last wave of guests dispersed, and the tense strings of the day were finally able to relax.

Jian Zhiyan kicked off her high heels, collapsed on the sofa, and refused to move.

Lu Yin didn't rush her either, anyway, after finishing it in a while, there was still time to wash it.

He went to the bathroom first, and after a brief rinse, he came out in a bathrobe, holding a cigarette at his fingertips.

Jian Zhiyan was still lying in the living room, motionless.

Leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window, Lu Yin finished smoking his cigarette and came over to put it in the ashtray. He glanced at the side and said, "Go to the room to sleep when you are tired."

"Then you hug me."

Someone cheated.

Lu Yin chuckled, came over and picked up Jian Zhiyan's arm, and was about to wrap her around his shoulders when he suddenly stared.

The distance of half an arm made Lu Yin feel a little puzzled.

He bent down and reached out to pinch Jian Zhiyan's earlobe.

"Isn't this an ear clip?"

Jian Zhiyan doesn't have pierced ears, so she usually wears ear clips, but today this one has a probe protruding from behind her ears for no reason.

Lu Yin: "You got your ears pierced?!"

"That's right." Jian Zhiyan didn't think it was a problem.

But Lu Yin's face has changed, "When did you get your ears pierced, why didn't you tell me in advance?!"

"It's been a week."

These few days, Jian Zhiyan was either preparing for the wedding or filming on the set. The two hadn't seen each other for just a week.

"Whether it's the high-end, limited-edition items at the wedding or the jewelry props on the set, most of them are in the style of earrings. For the sake of convenience..."

"Then why didn't you ask me in advance?!"

Lu Yin's expression turned cold involuntarily.

Even the eyes are a little hurt.

Jian Zhiyan was quite surprised, "It's not a big deal, do I still need to report to you?"

Lu Yin: "Why is this not a big deal?!"

Lu Yin was heartbroken, he walked around the living room and came back, then carefully took off the two bundles of metal tassels on Jian Zhiyan's ears.

The two small ears that had been drooping all day were a little red.

Lu Yin stretched out his hand and pinched it, Jian Zhiyan subconsciously backed away.

"pain?"

"It doesn't hurt!" Jian Zhiyan quickly shook her head.

She suspected that if she said it was painful, with Lu Yin's appearance, she would eat someone the next second.

Breathing lightly, Lu Yinzai carefully inspected the wound on Jian Zhiyan's ear.

The expression was serious and mournful.

Jian Zhiyan still doesn't quite understand where the man's sadness comes from.

She put her hand on Lu Yin's chin, and said softly, "I just got my ears pierced, why are you so upset, just say something, okay?"

Lu Yin said coldly, "What else can I say?"

Jane Zhiyan: "..."

Hearing this tone, I can't go on.

Although it was a bit confusing, there was still a way for Jian Zhiyan to coax Lu Yin.

She hugged Lu Yin's neck coquettishly, dragged her tired body, and decided to go all out.

"Since there's nothing to say, it's done."

……

Hair, skirts and sheets, everything about Jian Zhiyan was messed up.

Only Lu Yin, wearing a robe and sitting upright, Jian Zhiyan was forced to lie on his lap, with a pair of earlobes still in his hands.

Jian Zhiyan's small earlobes are entrusted with Lu Yin's unknown sexual fetish, and now, those two little things have been punched with two holes...

The first night of the wedding.

Someone is drowsy.

Someone had a broken heart all night.