minister under clothes

Winter is gradually passing away, but after the night falls, New York is far from warm. After staying outside for a long time, the skin will still be cold.

Lu Qingyi was not at peace in his heart. After walking alone for a long time, when he returned home alone, he could already see the moon above his head.

He was still trying to figure out how to explain it to Yan Tou, but when he arrived at the gate of the garden, he found that familiar figure covered with dim yellow lights.

The huge iron gate made Yan Tou look a little thin.

"Hey... why are you standing here?" Lu Qingyi approached with his pockets in his pocket.

Yan Tou was obviously waiting impatiently, and immediately grabbed his arm: "Where have you been, and you don't answer the phone, I thought something happened!"

Lu Qingyi smiled: "Take a stroll."

As he said that, he turned around and held his big hand. Both of them were not warm, but they felt a little warm when they touched it.

Seeing that he was safe and sound, Yan Tou's expression gradually softened: "I'm afraid you'll think I'm domineering if people look at you, but you're not familiar with the place here, so don't go missing, okay?"

Lu Qingyi said: "I forgot to charge my phone, it won't happen next time."

Yan Tou led him to the house, hesitated to speak: "I heard from the driver... that person came to look for you?"

I really don't know what to call Lu Yuelou.

"Yes." Lu Qingyi replied.

Of course Yan Tou was worried: "Are you okay?"

Lu Qingyi smiled: "What's wrong, I have nothing to say to him."

Yan Tou didn't ask any more questions, probably because he felt that he couldn't make the person he loved happy, and most of the time it was his own incompetence, so he smiled after a moment of silence: "There was a mistake in the meeting tomorrow, it was cancelled, let's go on a date, just the two of us. "

He was terrified of taking Nate with him.

What weighed heavily on Lu Qingyi's heart was not his father's gossip, but the appearance of Wang Zijin, but he chose not to confess at this moment of lightning.

Because there is no confession of confidence.

He really doesn't have the confidence to calmly talk about Yantou or Gabrielle can't lie to him.

Yan Tou would not have expected that there was an inside story, so he eased the atmosphere on his own: "Where do you want to go?"

Lu Qingyi said desperately: "You asked me out, of course you arranged it."

Everyone has what they are most afraid of, and the experience of life is often what they are afraid of.

After living for more than twenty years, Lu Qingyi was unwilling to endure uneasiness, but Wang Zijin's words echoed in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more terrifying he became. It was so terrifying that he couldn't sleep well, and had nightmares again and again.

When he was about to fall into the bottomless pit in his sleep, he woke up in a panic, sweating profusely.

Yan Tou was still reading documents with a desk lamp, and when he noticed the movement, he was surprised by Lu Qingyi's pale face: "What's wrong?"

Lu Qingyi's heart beat so fast that he couldn't speak for a while.

Yan Tou put down the things in his hands, wiped his forehead sideways, stroked his face and said, "What happened to you today, you must have something to hide from me."

Lu Qingyi looked at Yan Tou's black and white eyes, and his heart was full of guilt: that worry and concern can't be fake, why should I have shameful doubts?

Yan Tou said softly: "I won't force you if you don't want to talk about it, but you have to remember that I'm by your side."

"When...go back to Beijing?" Lu Qingyi finally spoke.

Yan Tou said: "Didn't we discuss it, we will go back when that bastard comes to New York to throw himself into the trap."

Lu Qingyi didn't say anything.

Yan Tou curled the corner of his mouth: "Your gallery is almost finished, I just spoke on the phone today."

Lu Qingyi reached out to hug him, but still didn't mention Wang Zijin's appearance.

At this moment, it's not that he refuses to say it, but that it reveals his unsteadiness in his heart, and he is afraid that Yan Tuo will be angry and disappointed.

He smiled wryly to himself: he is in his twenties, why is he still so stupid in doing things, he can't make up his mind like a child.

Gabrielle always gets up very early, eats and reads in her room very regularly, and listens to the butler's report on Yan Tou's whereabouts by the way.

"The young master seems to be taking Mr. Lu to a villa in the suburbs. He said that he won't be at work for the next two days and they are packing their luggage." The butler said naturally while pouring milk.

Gabrielle frowned, and it took her a long time to snort.

The butler asked, "What else do you want, Miss?"

Gabrielle said: "Tell the servants there to prepare for the reception in advance, and they can't do it a few times a year."

The housekeeper said again: "The young master said he didn't want to be disturbed, so he just asked them to go on vacation."

Gabrielle looked up, then picked up the milk glass again: "Whatever."

The butler bowed and left the bedroom.

Gabrielle suddenly angrily put down the cup heavily, and frowned.

She had never been able to accept the existence of Lu Qingyi, and now seeing Lu Yuelou's son dangling in front of her eyes all day, she was on the verge of collapse.

If only he could disappear.

If there was no Lu Qingyi in Yan Tou's life, it would be without any flaws and obstacles.

"Just go to a movie, it's such a hassle."

Lu Qingyi was still sleepy, sitting in the passenger seat with his eyes closed and lightly sleeping.

Yan Tou was in good spirits, driving the car with a happy face: "I see you are in a bad mood, it's quiet there, I'll take you to relax."

Lu Qingyi reached out and turned off the music he played: "You want to play, right?"

"It's been a long time since I went there. I went there with my parents when I was a child. The house has some history and the surrounding is very beautiful. At night, the family sits in front of the fireplace chatting and laughing, very happy." Yan Tou curled the corners of his mouth: "I remember being very happy. "

Lu Qingyi knew that Yan Tou's parents were not the same as his own, so he finally opened his eyes and looked at his face: "Really?"

"Yeah, at that time I naively thought that they were very in love with each other. I even told my mother that I would take my wife there for the weekend after I got married." Yan Tou said.

Lu Qingyi folded his hands: "Hey, do you still want to marry a wife?"

Yan Toule: "You get angry when I teased you, and you always say such things to seduce me to continue."

Lu Qingyi's heart gradually became less heavy, and he hummed, "I'm mocking you."

Yan Tou kept smiling, and after a while suddenly asked: "Have you ever thought about marrying me?"

Lu Qingyi wanted to speak but stopped: "You...won't propose to me, would you?"

"No, don't be nervous." Yan Tou smiled, seemingly casually: "If yes, would you refuse?"

Lu Qingyi turned his head to look at the flying scenery outside the window: "... Isn't it good now?"

The car is still running at high speed.

The two fell silent suddenly, and neither spoke in this strange atmosphere.