Temptation to bend over

Chapter 27 Accompanying
Lu Jiaquan sent Wenqing home and finally retired. Song Yan called, but it wasn't about Wenqing, it was Song Yan who asked him about his next plan.

It was somewhat inconvenient at the dinner table just now, let alone Wen Qing, even if only Nian Nian was there, Song Yan would not let her get in touch with this side.

Lu Jiaquan's circle was far from clean, and in such a chaotic environment, no matter what he said, Song Yan still felt that the less the two girls knew, the better.

"What are you going to do this year?" Song Yan asked him.

Lu Jiaquan lowered his head, swiped the lighter twice, and the light of the fire warmed his face in the winter snow for a moment: "This year..."

He muttered to himself: "Maybe, it's just like this."

Song Yan is on the right track, he is different.

Ever since Lu Jiaquan came to this world, he has been terrified in the dark, like flies and mice created by the heavens, and he has survived to this day by surviving.

He was doomed to be a wanderer all his life, unable to find peace of mind and a place to settle down.

In the snow, this man with a distinct youthful face showed a vicissitudes of life smile. He seemed to be old due to an accident. Although he was still young and strong, in this alley of life, Lu Jiaquan had come to a dead end. , and there is no turning back.

"Happy birthday, Song Yan."

Lu Jiaquan spoke softly.

Today may be the last time we meet, he knows it well.

May you go farther and farther on the clean and smooth road, and never look back at this dirty corner again.

March is a good day, the first snow has melted.You and your girl deserve a fresh start.

Song Yan was unable to speak for a long time, he was inextricably linked, but he couldn't express the affection and care he had together before. He understood what Lu Jiaquan meant.

"Thank you." The boy's voice was light and ethereal for the first time, and he hung up the phone.

Yu Nian came out of the kitchen with freshly cut melons and fruits. The little girl poked her head out and asked him, "Song Yan, do you want some fruit?"

Their family's New Year's goods were not finished yet, Yu Li bought a lot, she washed a little of everything, cut it up and brought it to Song Yan, and asked him if he wanted some with a wry look.

Song Yan lowered his head, his forehead touched the girl's soft forehead, he closed his eyes, his cold fingers seemed to find something to worry about, and tightly held Yu Nian's hand.

"Every year..." he said.

This was probably one of the few times in Yu Nian when he saw Song Yan's fragility.

He closed his eyes, clearly tears were already falling, but they didn't fall after all.

Without another word, he hugged the girl tightly into his arms.

"Every year, always stay with me."

There will be many important people in this life, we are so busy, maybe many people will not be able to see their backs clearly in the future, life seems to pass, but you promise me - don't leave me.

"Love me more." Song Yan kissed the back of her hand with a loving and gentle expression.

He lowered his body and looked at her with almond eyes: "Love me more every day."

I love you, I want to be with you from young to old, this life is like a bridge, one end of the bridge is white hair, the other end of the bridge is white hair, we hold hands like this, from young to faltering, never let go open hands.

Yu Nian stared at him blankly, his young and naive heart could not understand such deep affection, but the little girl blushed half of her face, even if she was a fool, she knew that this was a very deep promise and sustenance.

Of course I will love you more and more every day.

Not only from the campus to the wedding dress, our road is so long and so romantic.

Yu Nian suddenly thought of Verona in Italy, the hometown of Romeo and Juliet, the capital of romantic love.

"Song Yan." She said, "If possible, let's go to Verona together."

I promise I will love you as much as Romeo and Juliet - even if I give my whole life and soul, I will promise that I will always love you.

Song Yan didn't understand Verona, but he nodded, his fingertips slowly tightened, and he lowered his head to kiss the girl's pink fingers.

Yu Nian looked at him with a blushing face, and Song Yan finally remembered that he was a little presumptuous today. These hands were touched not long ago...

Yu Nian was a little uncomfortable, blushing.

Even after washing her hands, the hot and vibrant touch still lingers, she squeezed her palm subconsciously, and her face turned redder.

Song Yan laughed lightly.

"Don't think about it, my dear." He seemed to be very obedient, rubbed Yu Nian's neck, but said in a low voice, "Sooner or later, it will all be yours."

Yu Nian was ashamed and angry, the girl gave him a hard look, and finally couldn't take it anymore, she threw the fruit plate aside, she turned around and was about to leave in anger.

Song Yan stretched out his hand in a funny way, and immediately imprisoned him in his arms. He buried his head in the little girl's neck: "It's okay if you don't like Niannian."

……

"It likes every year."

Yu Nian couldn't bear such words, she covered her flushed face, and was half-forced into Song Yan's arms, the other party was breathing heavily, and came to kiss her lips.

For the first time, she knew clearly that a young body could not bear to be touched, let alone - Song Yan.

Athletic students... are still national standard sports students!
The winter light poked its head out, and the young boy held the girl down for a kiss. The scene was so hot that the light shrank back in embarrassment.

The curtains were drawn in the small living room, it was dark...

　Kiss one by one, mua~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)