Once the breath mingles, it breathes.

Ronan's resistance gradually melted under his aggressive kiss, and her fingers against his shoulder unconsciously turned into clinging, grabbing his clothes, and his tears were dim.

Fu Tingyuan found that, compared with her temperament, she could be called a white paper on the kiss.

He raised his head slightly, his lips stopped in her ear, and asked in a low voice, "did I not kiss you well in those years when we were married?"

Ronan had a bad breath at the beginning, and the whole person was softened by him. He had to hold her to stand firm.

He looked at her slightly trembling beautiful eyelashes stained with water. He raised his thumb and stroked her lips, which he had kissed red. He lowered his head and kissed it again. Luonanchu's head turned back in resistance. He pressed her on the door plank and gently licked her mouth and lips.

She was gradually infected with his own taste, which made him feel a little moved. The desire of the past month or two, which could not be picked up by any woman, was easily provoked again because of her arrival. He stroked her fingers along the hem of her short sleeve, and freely kneaded her tender flesh. Touching her skin gave him a strong sense of familiarity. The memory of the skin was more lasting than that of the brain. He knew that she was lying to him. At least, they must have been in bed.

As his kiss ran from the corner of her lip to her neck, Ronan began to resist. She pushed him and said in a trembling voice, "that's enough..."

Fu Tingyuan paused, endured the surging tide of emotion and looked up at her.

She didn't dare to look at him, panting heavily between breaths: "I want to go."

He didn't move.

"Fu Tingyuan, open the door and I'm leaving."

He looked down at her diamond ring on her finger, did not move, just asked: "do you really want to marry him?"

Luonan didn't speak at the beginning, for fear that he would be angry with her.

"Speak."

Ronan raised her head and looked at him. Her eyes were red. She gave him a deep look, with a look that he could not understand: "marry. Why not marry? He loves me more than anyone else. He loves me, Fu Tingyuan. " Not like you.

That person doesn't pretend to love her to cheat her.

Fu Tingyuan was silent. He looked at luonanchu in front of him. This answer naturally made him not happy, but his eyes made him feel bloated.

"Have you ever loved me before?"

Ronan was slightly stunned. She raised her eyes and looked at him. Then she laughed: "love. Love, love. Love to the madness. Are you satisfied? "

It's not shameful to admit that you love him.

She never hides her likes and dislikes.

Love is true, so is hate.

But it's all past tense.

From now on, her love and hate have nothing to do with him.

"Open the door." She dropped her eyes. "That's enough. I don't want to say anything. Don't let us make a terrible scene. Fu Tingyuan, you are not a person who always sticks around, do you? "

Fu Tingyuan didn't say anything more, just looked at her calmly, then raised his hand, pressed something on the door lock, "click", the door opened.

Ronan was relieved and turned to leave. The man hugged her from behind. His lips fell on the delicate skin behind her ears, and his voice thumped in her eardrum. He said, "wait for me another month, eh?"

“……”

"After a month, I remember everything. Otherwise, I don't know if you will be allowed to immigrate smoothly