"Lu Yinan, what are you doing?" Zhou Shuang felt a little bit before reacting. The tomatoes in her hand fell to the ground, and she fisted Lu Yinan's back with both hands.

Lu Yinan held back his pain. "I have something to talk to you about."

He walked past Father Lu, and he squeezed the corner of his mouth, as if he hadn't seen it, still sitting upright.

It looks so upright.

There was a smile of satisfaction under the muddy eyes.

With a pair of small round eyes, Miss Lu Er watched Lu Yinan and Zhou Shuang go upstairs. The turn disappeared, and she retracted her eyes and sighed at the old man next to her. "

The tone seemed to be that she had quarreled with her parents.

"Yeah." The old man nodded, reaching out with a smile, and petting Jiaojiao's head, "It doesn't matter, there is a grandpa, they can't jump the sky down."

Jiao Jiao shrugged, as if to say: it really is.

Then she laughed again, pointing her finger at the Chinese chess under the coffee table, and said to the grandfather, "Grandpa, let me play chess with you."

Because the old man loves to play chess, in addition to Lu Huanyan, both the oldest and the second oldest have a good understanding of chess.

The old man nodded happily, "We are still the most intimate."

"Lu Yinan, you are going to die!"

Suddenly, a loud roar of Zhou Shuanghe came from the floor.

Jiaojiao's small body was startled, but there was no fear on her face.

She raised her head and looked at the old man, the grandson and grandson, and looked at each other helplessly and smiled.

...

"What the **** are you doing?"

Lu Yinan pressed Zhou Shuang under him, a pair of savvy eyes flickering flames that Zhou Shuang could not understand.

She didn't know why Lu Yinan suddenly roughed her up.

Since the last time Yan Yansheng and Wen Xuxu broke up on the night of their wedding, the two of them are now peaceful.

The peace between them is actually the Cold War, and they ignore each other.

"Zhou Shuang, you can tell Lao Tzu clearly." Lu Yinan gritted his teeth and lowered his head.

The burning breath was getting closer and closer, and Zhou Shuang's heartbeat changed irresistibly. She blushed, mostly annoyed, and half ashamed.

Unable to get rid of Lu Yinan's control, she yelled, "What do you want? What do you want me to say?"

Nervous man.

"Are you still thinking about the scumbag who left you in Country M?" Lu Yinan asked, and before Zhou Shuang's reply, he kissed Zhou Shuang's lips like a vent.

Rude and rude kiss.

Zhou Shuang's head went sideways, and he followed which direction, anyway, eating her hard.

Zhou Shuang was helpless, and had to open his mouth to bite, and spit it down without ‘compassion and fragrantness’. A **** smell quickly spread in their mouths.

Lu Yinan instinctively raised his head to avoid it, and the bright red blood hung on his **** lower lip, making his originally evil face look extraordinarily enchanting.

That drop of blood, accompanied by other liquids, dripped and fell on the corner of Zhou Shuang's lips.

Zhou Shuang frowned, and her two hands were fixed by Lu Yinan, and she could only hold her lips tightly.

Lu Yinan suddenly evoked bloodthirsty red lips, and his narrow eyes flashed a sly light.

Zhou Shuang was frightened, not knowing what he was going to do.

"you……"