Chapter 358: Confession

"But..." Eling had to say something.

Rowling directly picked up a steamed bun and stuffed it in Yi Ling's mouth. "Eat more and talk less."

Yi Ling took the bun from his mouth, biting it bit by bit, feeling aggrieved, Lei Qingyi rubbed Yi Ling's hair, and then pointed to the front.

"look."

Yiling raised his face and saw Lu Yi holding chopsticks and holding dishes for Yan Huan to eat. At this time, the corner of his mouth was slightly curved, and he was petting warmly.

He wiped the face of Yan Huan again, between the two people, the atmosphere that others couldn't get in. No one could do it, and no one could get close, it was their own world.

"Have you seen her so happy?"

Lei Qingyi asked Yiling.

Yi Ling shook his head. "Huanhuan didn't laugh often after saying that her mother died. I haven't seen her so happy in a long time."

"So, what are you still stopping?" Lei Qingyi asked again, "Don't you always wish her well, who is Lu Yi, I believe, you know, I grew up with him, to be honest, I have never seen him treat a woman like this."

"He has nothing to do with women, but he doesn't have much affection. This is the first time he sees a woman like this, and she is all her eyes. I think he found it."

Yi Ling picked up some dishes with chopsticks, and she still had a lot of taste, thinking that at least a quarter of these dishes would enter her stomach.

But now she has no taste, and she can't eat anymore.

"What's wrong?" Lei Qingyi put down his chopsticks again. How did he become silent today, or did he say that the food was not delicious?

"It's okay," Yi Ling took another bite, but it was like taking a pill, not to mention how uncomfortable it was. Suddenly, her eyes were red and her nose was also sour.

"It's just that Huanhuan will get married in the future, and I will be the only one left."

What was left alone, Lei Qingyi suddenly squeezed her hand, "Aren't you still me, I'm your loved one?"

"When is my brother?" Yi Ling lifted his face, very moved.

"Inappropriate," Lei Qingyi is not his brother. His brother is Lu Yi. The two of them were originally cousins. He has an elder brother and does not need another female brother.

"That is, being a brother?" Yi Ling wanted to cry even more.

"Although I have no chest, I am also a woman."

The green bar above Lei Qingyi's forehead jumped.

"I didn't think of you as a man," although it was at first, but it is not long now. Although you are flattened, but not a cow, what do you want with such a big breast, and he likes women with small breasts, How energetic.

So, men, as long as they meet the woman they like.

No matter how big the shortcomings came to him, they all became advantages.

Yi Ling suddenly seemed to have guessed something, and she was not stupid or stupid. Although she said that she was quite ordinary, but she had some instincts for women, but in fact she could feel it, Lei Qingyi Meaning, I don’t want to guess randomly, I’m afraid my guess is wrong, it’s embarrassing,

And if she guessed right now, Lei Qingyi is here.

Confession?

Rowling stood up, stopped eating, and was ready to leave.

"Rorin, are you leaving?"

Yi Ling asked Rowling strangely, this is how many bites.

"What am I not going to do?" Rowling rolled her eyes at the ceiling. "Do you bully single dogs in pairs?"

And Yi Ling pointed at his finger, embarrassed.

She stomped on Lei Qingyi's foot, what nonsense you are, and who is paired with him. But when she saw Lei Qingyi's brutal face with a smile on her face, she couldn't help but beat for a beat.

Why is there such a blushing heartbeat feeling?

How could it feel like she was about to melt?

What's wrong?

What...

She covered her face,

It's going to burn.

Yan Huan leaned her shoulders on Lu Yi’s shoulders, she could not have Yi Ling with Lei Qingyi, as long as it wasn’t Ding Ming’s scum man, although she said that the scum man had rolled away, but she She was still scared. Only when she married Yiling earlier would she really feel relieved. After all, Lei Wangyi’s mouth was poisoned, and it looked like a bear, and the others were pretty good.

At night, Lu Yi is still busy. He may have been dealing with cases recently, so he has been working overtime all the time, and sometimes he sleeps late at night

Yan Huan brought in a glass of milk and came in and put it on the table in front of him. Then she sat quietly on the side without disturbing him. She lay on the table and looked at his serious profile, saying that the man at work Is the most handsome.

She felt that her husband was the best-looking man in the sky, and no one in the world could match him.

He propped up his face, his head was little by little, and finally fell on the table and fell asleep.

Lu Yi had passed the milk on the table, and there was still some temperature, and his little girl was still sleeping on the table, sleeping soundly, and her long eyelashes were rolled down, which was actually aggrieved.

He stood up and hugged her easily, so light, so she would eat more in the future, too thin.

He arrived in his bedroom. On the bed where he used to sleep, he put two pillows on it, which gave him a very wonderful feeling. It was like he had been lost all the time, finally came back, and finally waited.

He carefully put Yan Huan down, and then pulled the quilt under her chin. Then, on her smooth forehead, she touched it gently.

He still has work to do, so he can only let the little girl sleep.

And when he was busy, it was almost two or three o'clock, a little late, but still had to take a bath, and when it came out, the words were awake, she knelt beside the bed and took a towel He wiped his hair clean.

"Why don't you sleep?"

Lu Yi took the towel from her hand, "It's so late."

"Waiting for you," Yan Huan took the towel from his hand again, sat on his leg, and continued to wipe his hair for him. "The hair must be dried, otherwise what if I get sick?"

Lu Yi pinched her face, "I'm not going to be a soldier, will you?"

He and her are actually newly married. He can't bear her. It's hard to be a soldier. How can he let her suffer.

"Go," Yan Huan continued to wipe his hair, stubborn temper.

"Go, go."

"Okay, go," Lu Yi expressed, his temper was really bad, and he was really helpless to her.

Yan Huan curled his lips and continued to wipe his hair. His hair was a little hard, one by one, sometimes with some thorns. She grabbed a handful of his hair and put the towel aside. Holding his neck tightly also leaned his face against his shoulder.