What does this mean?
Lu Bingchuan wouldn't want to marry her, right?
She didn't respond, but obediently quickened her pace and walked towards the living room, "Let's hurry up and don't let Uncle Lu and Aunt Lan wait anxiously."
The person who was invited to take the family portrait was a master from the photo studio. He asked them to sit down and took a few photos. Every photo turned out perfect.
Gao Qiaolan smiled happily and was extremely satisfied. The two children were both handsome and beautiful, and they were pleasing to the eyes.
After she had a son, she wanted to have a daughter, but it didn't happen. Since then, she has complained a lot about her son being as cold as a piece of wood.
Now I have a beautiful, sensible and well-behaved goddaughter, and my dream has finally come true.
Seeing Jiang Ningyan staring at the camera curiously, the photographer asked casually, "Young comrades, do you need individual ID photos taken?"
Lu Bingchuan answered quickly, "Yes."
After that, he sat on the sofa, with broad shoulders, straight back, narrow waist and long legs, and waited for the photo with a cold look on his handsome face.
"Okay, comrade, please sit down."
The photographer naturally thought that Jiang Ningyan also wanted to take a picture.
Jiang Ningyan hesitated for a moment, nodded, walked to the sofa and sat down.
There's nothing special about this, the only problem is -
Lu Bingchuan, who was also sitting on the sofa and had already finished taking pictures, sat as steady as a mountain, with no intention of getting up.
The distance between him and Jiang Ningyan was very close, which would hinder the individual photo taking.
The photographer was about to say something but stopped talking. Suddenly, he had an idea and understood what he meant.
"That's perfect. I'll take a picture of you two. It'll be considered a free photo for you."
As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Ningyan felt the man beside her move closer to her and almost sit down next to her.
"Look at the camera." A man's low voice sounded in my ears.
Jiang Ningyan did as she was told and looked up at the camera, but her ears felt a little hot.
The couple was so talented and beautiful that they looked even better than the sample photos hanging at the entrance of the photo studio. The photographer kept nodding his head in satisfaction.
After taking the photos, it usually takes a few days to develop them.
Jiang Ningyan was not in a hurry to use it. After chatting with Gao Qiaolan for a few minutes, she got up and walked towards her room.
As my hand touched the door handle, familiar footsteps suddenly sounded behind me.
Lu Bingchuan stopped behind her, as if he was going to follow her into the house.
Jiang Ningyan raised her eyes and blinked innocently, "Why are you following me?"
"Try on clothes." Lu Bingchuan said in a flat tone, as if he was saying something that was a matter of course.
Jiang Ningyan's eyes widened, like a frightened rabbit, "You you you..."
Lu Bingchuan raised his eyebrows, his dark eyes cold, "Or, you're not doing this for me?"
Jiang Ningyan immediately became timid. If she told the truth, this imaginary guy would inevitably suspect that she was making clothes for another man.
She might as well act coquettishly. She slowly took the man's arm and complimented him, "Brother Chuan is so smart. He even guessed this."
Lu Bingchuan lifted up her overly soft quilt and slowly smoothed out the wrinkled shirt.
After looking at it for a while, he seemed to lose his judgment, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a happy arc, "Thank you, this dress suits me very well."
Jiang Ningyan's face flushed red, and the more she thought about it, the more embarrassed she felt. She tried to save the situation by saying, "The size isn't right. I'll change it."
"No, this is fine." Lu Bingchuan said without hesitation, smoothing the corner of the clothes with his slender fingers and folding it meticulously.
Jiang Ningyan looked at his actions and felt inexplicably angry, thinking that this man was too domineering.
I really thought I had the body of a male model and could wear any clothes.
She raised her chin and started to act like a spoiled brat, "If you think it's good, show it to me now."
After saying that, her dark eyes stared at him without blinking, waiting for him to take off his clothes on the spot.
Lu Bingchuan's Adam's apple rolled slightly, "Turn around."
Jiang Ningyan resisted, "No, it's not like I haven't seen it before."
Lu Bingchuan's dark eyes darkened, "Yan Yan, be obedient."
Although Jiang Ningyan blushed when she heard the name, she had no intention of giving in.
She stood up and walked closer, her white and tender fingertips reaching directly for the man's buttons, "Why are you shy? I'll help you."
Lu Bingchuan grabbed her wrist and said indifferently, "I'll wear it tomorrow, okay?"
Jiang Ningyan's rebellious nature was aroused by him. He ran away and she chased him.
The little hands were touching around restlessly, and Lu Bingchuan's body gradually tensed up. He could have pushed her away effortlessly, but when he used a little force to stop her, the person in his arms said pitifully that it hurt.
His breathing became heavier, and he felt that some aspects of his body were out of control. He lowered his voice and warned, "Jiang Ningyan, stop it."
"Okay." Jiang Ningyan really let go of him, took a half step back, and then pushed him hard as if to do something naughty.
The man was caught off guard and was firmly pressed down by her.
Jiang Ningyan's plan succeeded. She propped herself up and put her soft, boneless little hand inside her collar.
Just as her fingertips were about to touch the gauze, Lu Bingchuan suddenly grabbed her hand, a dangerous glint flashing in his eyes, and his voice was hoarse, "Are you sure?"
The kitten that was making trouble was stunned and hesitantly retracted its claws.
Lu Bingchuan at this moment seemed different from before.
It felt like a hungry wolf spotting a lone white rabbit, planning to eat it all up.
Jiang Ningyan retreated and used her hands and feet to try to get off him.
In a panic, I didn't know what I bumped into.
A muffled groan that was tried hard to be suppressed came to her ears, and a big hand grabbed her waist and exerted force, and the scene in front of her eyes spun around.
She sank into the soft quilt, and the man's hot breath overwhelmed her, sweeping across her lips and teeth.
"Hmm..." Jiang Ningyan couldn't help but tremble slightly.
The man was so hot that he almost melted her.
She has taken the initiative to flirt too many times, but she never learns her lesson and forgets how scary it is when a man gets serious.
"Don't move." Lu Bingchuan pinched her waist with his big hand to stop her from moving around recklessly.
"Let me kiss you."
A man who is best at restraining himself and forbearing, once his desire erupts, it is like a wildfire that spreads across the prairie, and it is futile to try to stop it.
Jiang Ningyan tried to struggle at first, but after a while, she seemed to fall into a whirlpool and became addicted to it.
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