Fu Zhiran was wearing a bathrobe, sitting cross legged in a chair, raping on the keyboard.

"There's nothing to write about this mentally handicapped little h essay. I won't write any more." LAN Jingyan walks up to Fu Zhiran and bends down to embrace her from behind.

Face buried in her neck nest, smelling the taste of her body, all the fatigue and hard work are gone.

Warm breath, like a warm current, into Fu Zhiran's heart, her hand on the keyboard.

She closed the computer, turned around, gently pushed away LAN Jingyan, looked up at him seriously, "Jingyan."

At first glance, there is something to say, "well."

"Sorry, I lied."

Fu Zhiran made up her mind, took a deep breath and continued: "I did promise uncle Lan that if he can get me out, I will leave you."

Smell speech, LAN Jingyan face a change, "you are really capable, even he dare to play."

It sounds reproachful, but the tone is not as angry as Fu Zhiran imagined.

Fu Zhiran tries to look up and keep looking at LAN Jingyan. "If you choose between him and me, who will you choose?"

LAN Jingyan's face was cold again. "This is a multiple-choice question that will never be established."

One is his father and the other is his woman. They can have both, so there is no need to choose.

His answer, in Fu Zhiran expected, Fu Zhiran raised his voice: "I hate him, he doesn't like me, I don't want to please him."

She is really hate, really hate, is from the heart, so give Lan Jing An feeling is not looking for any reason or excuse.

LAN Jingyan is astringent and stares at Fu Zhiran's face and explores it carefully.

His breath was getting cold.

Fu Zhi dye hand clenched fist, for a long time to summon up the courage to continue: "so between me and him, you can only choose one."

With that, she did not dare to see LAN Jingyan. She got up and went to the direction of health.

"I will go back to Jiangdu with Qingfeng tomorrow. If you have something to do, please stay for a few more days."

LAN Jingyan rushed up, reached for her wrist, pulled her back and forced her to face him, "what's wrong with Fu Zhiran?"

I'm sure something happened.

Fu Zhiran has already thought about what to say, "your father said he would never agree with us together, and he is your father, our relationship can be broken, but you and his blood relationship can't be broken."

With that, she threw away LAN Jingyan's hand.

Let LAN Jingyan see, he just came back from the army, that to her cold-blooded ruthless Fu Zhiran.

"Can it break off?" He cold pick eyebrow, bend over, dangerous breath approaching Fu Zhiran, "you special what of sure?"

After asking, he reached out and grabbed Fu Zhiran's hand. Fu Zhiran shrunk his neck in horror, "what are you doing..."

Before he finished, he was picked up by LAN Jingyan, strode to the big bed and threw it on the bed.

Then his tall body pressed down, pressed on her body, her pajamas, to his hand, like paper, easily torn by him.

There is no foreplay, straight into the hard.

At that moment, Fu Zhiran almost fainted.

Don't know to do a few times, Fu Zhiran difficult climb out of bed, holding the wall, for a long time just barely open legs, the pain between the legs, let her every step is very difficult.

It's hard to get into the bathroom.

Endure the pain, took a shower, came out, the room filled with tobacco smell.