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082: This child belongs to me, Lu Yunan

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    Cheng Youyou looked at Lu Yunan, but he nodded to her with a smile without saying anything.  "Buy some rice paper for me, there is a store when you come here, have you seen it?"

    "Well, good." Lu Yunan agreed to leave, and Chu Youlian went downstairs tactfully.

    On this overhanging terrace, honeysuckle is in full bloom, full of fragrance.

    "You haven't answered me yet, are you with him?" Zou Mingyuan walked up to her, keeping a polite distance.

    "It's up to you to think about it, this is how it is now." Cheng Youyou sniffed the smell, very pleasant.

    Zou Mingyuan stepped forward, stretched out his arms, and hugged Cheng Youyou.  "So for the time being, can you not get so close to him?"

    Cheng Youyou struggled, resisting and hesitating.  His embrace is warm and familiar, and his urgency and anxiety are so conspicuous.  "Why."

    "Wait a little longer, okay?" Zou Mingyuan seemed to be begging.

    "Let's talk about it." Cheng Youyou didn't know why he was so sure whether he and Lu Yunan were together, it was entirely up to him.

    In fact, it looks like this, but people often stumble in the place where they believe it is the most flat.

    Zou Mingyuan's past cannot be changed.  His future is beyond his grasp.  But at this moment, Cheng Youyou clearly and truly hated herself for not living up to her expectations, just because she still loves this man.

    "Okay." Zou Mingyuan let her go, and the warmth of the hug just now flashed by.

    "You Is your stomach still hurting?" Cheng Youyou propped his elbows on the balcony. This is an old-fashioned bungalow, which was originally a concession.

    "It's okay." Zou Mingyuan hasn't had a serious meal since Cheng Youyou filed for divorce.

    "The stomach is the organ that governs the mood. You don't want to be too horny in everything. It's best if you can see it. And your hands, are you okay?" Cheng Youyou asked with concern. Indeed, this kind of night is suitable for people who reunite after a long time to talk.

    "It's okay." Zou Mingyuan's hand showed signs of inflammation and swelling the day after he smashed the glass. To avoid mistakes, he directly wiped 75% alcohol, and the fine debris had to be taken to the hospital.

    "Oh." Cheng Youyou's eyesight is not very good, and he didn't look carefully while eating, so he said so, that's it.

    Zou Mingyuan didn't mention leaving, just stood there, the lights of the private restaurant reflected behind him, and there was a large darkness in front of him.

    "Actually, I quite imagine what you said just now, telling you not to be with Chu Youlian. But I also feel that it is your right to be with someone. But, since I said it now, I'd better explain it  The reason. From the perspective of women looking at women, she is not very popular with girls." Cheng Youyou spoke the truth, which was not pleasant, but to Zou Mingyuan, it was nothing.

    "Did I restrict you too much?" Zou Mingyuan didn't care about the evaluation of Chu Youlian at all, and the focus was misplaced.

    "Let's go, stay here after eating, it's easy to gain weight." Cheng Youyou smiled and didn't answer him.

    Zou Mingyuan knew what she meant, and he did not refuse, which meant everything.

    After Cheng Youyou went downstairs, he waved goodbye to Zou Mingyuan and saw Lu Yunan backing up from a distance, feeling warm in his heart.  Since when did you get used to having Lu Yunan around?

    You came when I was most helpless.  You didn't leave when you knew you would be reviled.  Lu Yunan, thank you.

    "Hey Yoyo, what is rice paper? There are only matts for children in that store." Lu Yunan poked his head out of the car window and asked.

    "Actually, a good artist can draw on the ground with a mop." Cheng Youyou opened the car door by himself and sat in the back seat.

    "Housework is also an art, and you summed it up quite right." Lu Yunan saw from the rearview mirror that Zou Mingyuan's gray Cayenne turned around and drove towards another one-way street, feeling very good for no reason.

    "Come on, you are the life of a housewife. Oh yes, Lu Yunan, are you really going to take over the house?" The reason why Cheng Youyou sat in the back seat was that she was sleepy, and she was lying on her back with her shoes on and hugging the pillow  .

    "I'll go to help for a few days." Lu Yunan stepped on the accelerator and said.

    "Has the Lu family been suppressed by the Zou family?" Cheng Youyou didn't understand business warfare, so he cared a little blindly.

    "No, that's a great thing." Lu Yunan didn't tell her so much, firstly, it didn't worry her, and secondly, he didn't know the situation of the Lu family.

    "It's fine if you don't say anything." Cheng Youyou yawned, turned over and curled up his legs.

    "Go to sleep, I'm here." Lu Yunan looked back at her, with a warm smile floating on his face.

    Not surprisingly, after parking the car, he found that Cheng Youyou was already sleeping soundly.  ?A distant child?

    "What can I say to thank you, but Uncle Lu is not such a rigid person. Although he was unmarried and conceived first, but standing in front of him with two children in his arms, isn't it a matter of minutes to get married? Besides, like this  There are a lot of things to do, buddy, you are really good." Someone outside the door called Dr. Zhang over, as if a mole patient had reacted again.

    "Go and do your work. It seems that lunch has to be postponed." Lu Yunan patted him on the shoulder and forced a smile.

    "Well, I really have something to drink with this wedding wine." Dr. Zhang was also very happy, and hit him back, and went to the ward.

    When turning around again, Lu Yunan thought that his mood had been adjusted.  "long."

    Cheng Youyou didn't say anything, but looked up at him.

    Lu Yunan felt sorry for her eyes, like a frightened frail deer, as if she would jump away as soon as she touched her.  "Yuyou, this is my own, let's not be careless, listen to buddies, let's keep it well."

    "You biological?" Cheng Youyou seemed to be unable to think anymore, and followed Lu Yunan mechanically repeating those words with his mouth open.

    Lu Yunan nodded firmly and answered her.  "Yes, it's mine."

    That night, I did nothing.  Yoyo was so drunk that she was unconscious, she was not stopped by herself, she rolled to the ground a few times and fell down.  In the end, he had no choice but to go to the bed and hug her, wrapping her in his arms, it was safer after all.  The bruising marks left on her body, and the relationship she conjectured were not real.

    Regarding this point, Lu Yunan is very clear, because he is still a genuine male.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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