While doing it, Ronan began to cry.

It should not be pain, her face mixed with a kind of empty and confused expression, tears continue to drip from her vast eyes, when the action is more intense, she will frown, low pumping, as if unable to endure his fierce general.

At this time, Fu Tingyuan was a little impatient.

The self-control of his whole life will be broken down at this time. He didn't intend to do it for too long at first, but finally he couldn't control it. He held her waist and pushed it deeply.

They did it three times on the sofa. When Fu Tingyuan carried her to the bathroom for cleaning, he could not help but let her lie down on the smooth wall of the bathroom and went in again. It seemed that he couldn't help but stop the shivering and drowning of the woman.

In his life, Fu Tingyuan has few opportunities to lose control. When he is addicted, he can quickly get rid of his emotions. Only in this matter, he can not control himself.

Like a devil, a semicircle meets another semicircle, and the perfect fit makes him reluctant to let go.

Ronan first fainted in the bathroom. He broke out holding her soft, greasy waist, and then carried people into the bathtub for cleaning.

Luonan leaned against his arms in a daze. Her spirit and physical strength were drained. The water was a little hot. She woke up when Fu Tingyuan separated her legs. He was cleaning her up.

Her voice was a bit hoarse. She didn't even want to say anything. Looking at the perfect and delicate side face of the man in the mist, she leaned against the man's arms and whispered, "will you give Su Su a blood transfusion tomorrow?"

"Well." The man bowed his head and kissed her red and swollen lips and said in a warm voice, "sleep."

Luonan first saw his promise, and his spirit suddenly relaxed. He leaned on Fu Tingyuan's arms and fell asleep exhausted.

*

lornan didn't sleep well at first.

She woke up at four in the morning.

Her body was exhausted to the extreme, but her spirit was still tense. She lay on the bed and felt the gentle breath of the man on his shoulder. She opened her eyes and looked at the hazy sky outside the window.

In the rain, there are raindrops pattering on the glass window, making a clear click.

She lay down for a while, unable to sleep, carefully lifted the quilt and stood up from the bed in her bathrobe.

His feet were so sore that he could hardly stand.

Ronan first came to the window and looked at the misty sky outside.

This summer should be over.

In early autumn, it always rains.

The window is covered with a hazy vapor, she raised her hand, unconsciously painting words, heart repeatedly only a name.

She said she would not let him down, but she broke her promise after all.

Sad cry can not come out, tears were drained last night, eyes only sour lingering lingering, like her bitter heart at the moment.

Behind her came the sound of footsteps. Luonan subconsciously scratched the words on the glass window. She turned around and saw that Fu Tingyuan didn't know when he had got up. She laughed and said, "what's the matter? Did I disturb you? "

Fu Tingyuan looked at her and buttoned up his shirt. "Go wash. Wait for the hospital. "

Ronan was stunned. She whispered "thank you" and walked into the bathroom on her slippers.

Fu Tingyuan raised his head slightly and took a look at the glass window filled with water vapor.

It was Luonan's messy brush strokes, the words were erased by her fingers. In the water vapor, only a remnant of Qin lie's name was left. A drop of water condensed and dripped down, and a trace of meandering like a tear mark flowed down on the glass window.