Dedicated to my dear Mr. Lu

Chapter 163 Chapter 164
Yu Huasang often thought that he got a certificate with Lu Cong'an in a daze, and lived together in a daze, so he must be cautious when dealing with marriage proposals.

But the happiness came too suddenly and bumped into her arms.

From the nursery back to Lu Cong'an's office, Yu Huasang was always led by him.

She always felt that she looked shy like a little daughter-in-law, but in fact, she felt like a rural woman pretending to be silly and coy.

Waiting for Lu Cong'an to get off work in the office all afternoon, Yu Huasang dozed off boredly, so that she was very excited the whole night when she went back.

Unable to sleep with eyes open, Yu Huasang kicked Lu Cong'an, "What should I do if I can't sleep?"

Lu Conan raised his hand to cover his eyes, covering the light of the bedside lamp, and sighed, "Then get up and write your thesis."

"..."

Yu Huasang pouted, "Don't mention the thesis to me, there is no clue at all."

Yu Huasang made him sleepless.

Lu Cong'an sat up, reached out and opened the first drawer, and handed the documents inside to Yu Huasang, "Dry stuff."

Yu Huasang rolled his eyes to the sky, "It's not like you don't know Lu Cong'an, I know all these words, but the combination is too profound!"

Chinese culture is extensive and profound. She has studied it for more than 20 years, but she has not yet fully understood it.

"Come here." He patted the place beside him, pulled her body over, put his head against his chest, and asked, "What can't you understand?"

At such a close distance, Yu Huasang could smell the faint fruity fragrance emanating from him.

In fact, Yu Huasang wanted to ask a long time ago, but he forgot every time.Now that she was asked to look at the documents, she thought of asking more.

"Lu Cong'an, what kind of fruity scent do you have?" Yu Huasang sniffed again, moving his face from his chest to his chin.

Lu Cong'an lowered his eyebrows and looked at her.

She moved up an inch, and he moved up an inch, and finally Yu Huasang lay flat on his body, and she didn't even reach his chin.

Narrowing his eyes, Lu Conan turned his legs, "Yu Huasang, move yourself."

Driving suddenly, Yu Huasang immediately blushed.

She anxiously wanted to leave him, but he hooked her back with his legs, "You should also exercise Yu Huasang."

He is the one who suffers every time, and every time it is the same posture...

Shocked by Lu Cong'an's words just now, Yu Huasang shrank subconsciously under the quilt, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm a little sleepy, let's talk about something tomorrow."

She retracted into the quilt, crawling around, not knowing what she was doing, but scratching Lu Conan was a little itchy.

Yu Huasang has never been able to understand the man's excitement.

Before closing his eyes, Yu Huasang heard some sparse voices, and finally fell asleep without hearing anything.

In the living room, Lu Cong'an was wearing thin pajamas and sitting on the sofa, looking at the computer, and Yu Huasang's scattered papers.

At the end, he sighed deeply.

This child is always so worrying.

(End of this chapter)