Mr Lu,You are my taste!

Lu Tingchen couldn't help poking his face. Ji Shaoguang grabbed him and gave him a look of disapproval.

"Don't make trouble. Xiao Jing sleeps lightly."

Lu Tingchen only reluctantly took back his hand and looked at it again, then he was pulled out by Ji Shaoguang.

After taking a bath and lying on the bed, neither of them fell asleep.

Lie for a moment, at the same time turn over to look at each other, orange light to see each other also open eyes, and can't help laughing together.

But after laughing, Ji Shaoguang asked: "you see her that time?"

Lu Tingchen stretched out two fingers and shook them. "There was another one just now."

“……” Ji Shaoguang glared at him, sighed and pulled the button of his pajamas. "How can you do so many things without telling me anything?"

"What can I say? Shouldn't I take it out on you?"

For a moment, Ji Shaoguang could not say anything.

After a while, he rubbed in his arms, "you, don't you want to see people moved?"

"Well, are you moved now?"

Ji Shaoguang thought about it, nodded seriously, "in fact, it's still very moving, especially when you make a big speech in front of the media, man exploded!"

Lu Tingchen looked at her eyes full of water, as if years ago worship appeared in her eyes, he could not help but turn over and press her, "in fact, I can be more man."

Ji Shaoguang was stunned and found that he was pulling her clothes. He was shocked. "Today, I've been busy for such a long time. Aren't you tired?"

"Are you tired? If you are tired, just lie down and have a rest. I'll do it

“……” It's easy to lie down.

Different from the deep love in this room, the room is filled with a breath of lonely air.

Ling Xiaoyou thought for a long time, when did she really like Lu Chengli?

About 14 years old.

At the beginning of her menstruation, she didn't know anything, and her trousers were everywhere.

Her parents were away from home on business, and no one told her what was going on. She was scared to death and thought she was going to die.

The boys in the class laughed at her and she cried in horror.

Probably at that time, Lu Chengli passed by the class gate, took off his big and outrageous school uniform, wrapped it around her and left with her in his arms.

"What are you crying for? Isn't there me?" Fourteen year old, long hands and feet, cool said.

"Will you stay with me until I die?"

"Of course." He promised.

Now, the promise of his youth has long been forgotten by him, only her heart is full of his shadow, never forget.

Later, one woman after another began to appear around him.

Once upon a time, she went to his apartment and saw him doing that kind of thing with a woman on the sofa. At that moment, she seemed to be silly. Her inner belief collapsed and she was totally disillusioned.

He told her that it was just a play.

How much love a person has and how many plays he can play in his life.

Since then, ten years later, Ling Xiaoyou can clearly feel that her heart is more and more empty, more and more empty.

She watched the women around him come and go. Everyone got what they wanted. She was the only one who could only stay lonely in the middle of the night.

The night was deep, and the lights in Lu's garden went out.

Ling Xiaoyou looked at the heavy night, as if he could not see the road ahead, can not distinguish the direction.

Is she wrong? For so long.

It's wrong to insist on love for ten years. What should love be like?

The next morning, on the breakfast table of the Lu family, Ling Xiaoyou's mobile phone rang.