"Yeah." Lu Yan opened the car door and closed it, pulling on the seat belt with one hand and fastening it.
The little girl was handed over to him, so slowly see if there is anything wrong with her three views and correct her.
If this is the case, it is necessary to get in close contact with all aspects of her life.
Song Nuan became excited when she heard this, her almond eyes were stained with a charming smile: "Okay, I'm at home now, you come back."
When I used to go to the painting class, I always watched other people's parents pick up and pick up, or else, after learning, I would be sweet with my boyfriend.
And she only has the driver.
Hearing her cheerful voice, Lu Yan could not help but smile, and asked slowly and lightly, "So happy?"
His tone softened a bit.
"Yeah." Song Nuan: "Happy, I'll wait for you."
…
Lu Yan arrived at home soon.
At this time, Song Nuan had already changed her clothes, she didn't wear a ponytail, her smooth black hair fell below her shoulders, and she looked very obedient.
Wearing a sweater, a vest outside, wide-leg pants and casual shoes on the lower body.
The little girl's youthful breath rushed to her face, her pink powder was tender and clean.
Holding a picture book in his hand.
Seeing Lu Yan standing at the door, almond eyes lit up in an instant, and the little mouth grinned from ear to ear, and rushed towards him: "Little uncle!"
Caught off guard, Lu Yan could only follow her passively.
The little girl lay softly in her arms, the milk was fragrant.
Feeling his strong muscles, Song Nuan felt a sense of security. She raised her head slowly, looked at him, and blinked her eyes: "Little uncle, why did you come back so fast? You came back just after I finished changing my clothes."
The tone was sweet, and the air seemed to be filled with sweetness.
Lu Yan hugged her lightly, but dared not.
After all, with him, this is not his real girlfriend, and he feels very guilty for throwing herself into her arms like this.
The Adam's apple moved: "You... what did you call me?"
"Little uncle." Song Nuan said seriously, "Because I've been thinking about it for a long time, call me brother, you are too old, call me uncle, if you are unhappy, call me little uncle~"
Lu Yan: "..."
This logic is so beautiful! Speechless.
"All right, all right, I'll take you to the painting class." Lu Yan looked down at her: "Can you let me go now?"
"Your picture album is quite annoying."
"Ah..." Only then did Song Nuan realize that she hugged the album and bumped into his arms: "I'm sorry, I'm so happy to see you."
While talking, he patted his chest muscles and abdominal muscles with his small hands: "Are you all right? Are you not injured?"
Her movements, neither light nor itchy, moved his heart.
"Let me see if you have been stabbed." The little girl said, put down the album in her hand, and was about to lift his clothes.
"Hey hey—" Lu Yan quickly pressed her hand, but he really didn't expect her to come like this.
Day by day, she was taking advantage of her.
Song Nuan looked at him, eyes full of doubts, why stop her
Lu Yan was a little funny: "Little uncle is not so thin and tender, so he can withstand... torture."
"Let's go." Lu Yan quickly changed the subject: "Go out and have fun first, and then go to the painting class. It's still a little early."
"Okay." Song Nuan smiled and said, "Then next time I can see how strong you are and what kind of torture you can withstand?"
She just wanted to see him, and was full of curiosity about his body.
Maybe the little uncle is still a little shy now? There are always various rejections.
After all, an old man has never been in a relationship, it must be because he is too shy.
Song Nuan thought so, and expressed 10,000 sympathies to Lu Yan in her heart.
As an outstanding young man and beautiful girl, she should gradually give the little uncle some time to adapt.
And Lu Yan: "..."
He didn't know the messy thoughts in the little girl's mind at all.
Lu Yan took the picture album for her, and turned his head to look at the small bag on the sofa. He pointed and changed the subject: "Baby, do you want to get it?"
Song Nuan nodded: "If you want to take it, my little uncle will take it."
She is still young and too immature. Although she is quite logical, she also has her own ideas.
But it is indeed easy to be taken away from the topic.
…
"Where do you want to go?" Lu Yan asked lightly in the car.
"I don't know." Song Nuan tilted her head and looked at Lu Yan: "Why don't you go to the amusement park to ride the Ferris wheel and have a kiss?"
Lu Yan paused: "..."
it's really...
I can't stand it, what did he say? He doesn't have those unreasonable thoughts, but he can't stand her.
"This..." Lu Yan held the steering wheel: "You are still young... just..."
Song Nuan: "But that's not what you said in your actions last night."
Lu Yan: "..."
Instantly in my mind are those images from last night.
When you think about it, it's a little...
Lu Yan forcibly pinched those images out of his mind.
Now he wants to kill Chen Yana woman, but now he can't talk about those things because a woman came last night and drugged him, and wants to fuck him, right
Now that the little girl is making a fuss, he really doesn't know how to coax him, and if the little girl thinks he's making up a story, it will be too irresponsible of him.
There is no way to establish a correct style for her.
What a... headache.
Song Nuan didn't care how complicated Lu Yan's expression was at this moment, she continued: "You kiss and bite me, but you still can't restrain yourself."
"..." He chose to continue pretending to be dead and silent.
It's a bit embarrassing, why does he feel that a little girl is molesting him
Unable to hold back, Song Nuan went straight to him without holding back, and continued to look at him and said, "I think that feeling is very comfortable, so I want to try again."
"..."
Lu Yan took a deep breath, became serious, frowned and reprimanded: "Little girl, you must know how to be reserved, and you are not allowed to say these words in the future."
Song Nuan looked at him very seriously, glanced at his reddish ears out of the corner of the eye, couldn't help smiling, hinting at him.
"Yes, you have to be as reserved as you."
After finishing speaking, he still giggled: "Go, little uncle, let's go!"
Lu Yan: "..."
An inexplicable feeling of being deflated.
He started the car and set off.
Song Nuan looked down at her phone, checking the news.
Lu Yan's mind was full of what the little girl said just now, after thinking about it, he really couldn't let it go like this.
So Song Nuan was reading the news, when suddenly he heard a sentence from the man: "When will you learn to be good and when will you try."
"Ah?" Song Nuan raised her head in confusion, and looked at Lu Yan's side face: "What does little uncle mean that I don't think I'm good enough now?"
"Then what's wrong with me?"
Lu Yan: "Don't be open-minded. The primary goal is to study hard and put some serious things in your mind."
Song Nuan tilted her head in confusion: "But what I'm doing now isn't falling in love with you? Your logic and focus are a bit crooked."
Lu Yan: "Song Xiaonuan!"