Chapter 62

Take off his bathrobe and his back is in front of her.

Her distressed whole body trembled, LAN Jingyan side face, caught her distressed expression, he quickly pulled up the clothes, "nothing."

"Your father?"

What are the red and swollen scars with the same width, not from the belt?

Growing up, she didn't know how many times she had seen such injuries on him.

Every time his father beat him, he would come to her house to play coquetry with her and ask her to give him medicine.

"I've rubbed the medicine." Fu Zhiran found that Lan Jingyan's back was glossy. She reached out and touched it. Then she put it in front of her nose and sniffed it. She was sure that she had smeared the medicine. She asked again, "did your fiancee wipe it for you?"

In fact, she wanted to use a light tone, but it changed her taste.

With a little emotion, although not easy to detect, but to understand her LAN Jingyan, it's easy to know.

He turned around and put one hand around Fu Zhiran's waist. He teased her with a funny eyebrow. "You ignored me all the way. Is it because of Bei Shan?"

Besan

I remember that from childhood to adulthood, all the girls who grew up with them were called by name and surname. It seems that jabeshan has a good relationship with him.

Fu Zhiran thought, gently shaking his head, "no, you seem to have a fever. I'll find some medicine for you."

Then she pushed LAN Jingyan away and turned over to get out of bed.

LAN Jingyan put out her hand and hugged her waist. Her head was lifted up and pillowed on her thigh. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was filled with a smile.

"Xiaoran."

Just as they used to lie on the bed like this, they called her gently.

Fu Zhiran's heart, suddenly soft without the slightest defense, she bowed her head, looking at the man's handsome face, slender hands, in his shoulder belt mark gently scratch.

"Why don't you run when he hits you?"

LAN Jingyan said with a smile, "don't you understand his old-fashioned style?"

Not only did he not have the slightest resentment to beat his father, but when he talked about him, he had more admiration and admiration in his eyes.

Fu Zhiran looked at it, stupefied and stupefied. In response, she chuckled, "I thought I knew it very well, too."

There seems to be something in it.

LAN Jingyan doubts, "how?"

"Not much." Fu Zhiran took back his thoughts, shook his head with a smile, and changed the topic, "you have a fever, I'll go to find medicine for you, you lie down first."

Then she got out of bed and hurried to the door.

……

Fu Zhiran was lying on the bed, uncontrollably upset and couldn't sleep.

Finally, in order to stop herself from getting tangled, she just got up and turned on the computer, and she devoted herself to writing.

Before I knew it, it was daybreak and I finished the next day's update.

This morning's flight back to Jiangdu, she simply did not sleep, washed a gargle, but also very early, she did not knock on LAN Jingyan's door, first went downstairs to have breakfast.

The talent is just bright, and there is no morning light in the East, so there is no one in the restaurant at this time, only the busy figure of the waiter can be seen.

It's quiet.

Fu Zhiran likes this very much. She finds a seat by the window. Now it's a famous lake park in a city.

Big need to take a long-term view to see the opposite bank of Qingshui lake, the bank has a circle of yellow leaves of ginkgo trees, beautiful scenery.

Fu Zhiran is tasting the milk and enjoying the beautiful scenery. Suddenly, a tall figure appears opposite her.