Outside came Tong fenyue's cry, "Jingyan, come and help your mother."

Fu Zhiran's mouth twitches. After so many years, how can she feel that she is still the same as a child and has not changed at all.

She takes her eyes back and takes a look at LAN Jingyan. He holds a water cup and leans lazily on the chair. He turns a deaf ear to Tong fenyue's cry for help.

Fu Zhiran is not surprised. This is Lan Jingyan's style. He never participates in his parents' struggle.

Because they all know that although LAN qinsong feels violent, he has never been violent to Tong fenyue.

Liang Yu is still standing, facing the door, back to Fu Zhiran, Fu Zhiran does not know what he is thinking, that figure gives her feeling, very lonely.

She knows his feelings for Tong fenyue. After so many years, I'm afraid he's already in the bone marrow. She's a little distressed.

He said softly, "Uncle Liang, let's eat."

"Oh." Liang Yu then took back his thoughts, turned and looked at Fu Zhiran, and asked with concern: "didn't you suffer in it?"

Fu Zhiran shook his head with a smile, "no, it's more comfortable than living outside. Eat and drink ready-made."

She said while pouring tea for Liang Yu.

One side of the blue scene Yan cast her a look of disdain, "do you let you do housework at home?"

"Be literal!"

Fu Zhiran gives LAN Jingyan a white eye and ignores him. He greets Liang Yu and chats with him all the time.

After a meal, it's time for tea.

After two nights in the detention center, Fu Zhiran didn't get a good sleep. When she returned to the hotel, her magnetic voice, like a subwoofer, shook Fu Zhiran's little heart. She couldn't control her numbness.

Can be really sleepy, she tooted: "I am inspired enough, but I am so tired, want to sleep first."

"Is it?" LAN Jingyan doubts a, big hand suddenly moves down, very accurate, "I see empty very much."

Fu Zhiran was surprised by her simple and rude behavior. She raised her eyes open and turned her head, "you..."

The labial petal is so coincidental that it bumps into the man's soft lip, and the words to be said suddenly stop.

LAN Jingyan took the opportunity to kiss her lips, overbearing and tender.

Three two Fu Zhiran to stir up the love of confusion, like being pulled out of the ribs, no strength to resist.

"Er... Don't do that. Take it away."

She moved her legs shyly, but also some uncomfortable, "I haven't bathed, dirty to death."

But LAN Jingyan refuses to pay attention to her, and continues to do what he wants to do step by step. His sleepiness has long been gone. Fu Zhiran just lets him play tricks on her.

"Jing Yan."

When Fu Zhiran couldn't help but put his hands around LAN Jingyan's neck, LAN Jingyan suddenly stopped all his movements, leaned over her, looked down at her like a conqueror, and ordered: "say you want to."

I can't describe any more. I'll be invited in for tea