Yan Ruyu laughed and looked at the shadow at the door of the villa. Then she raised her hand and stroked luonanchu's face. She said in a warm voice, "have a rest early."

Ronan nodded at first, "you too."

Seeing Yan Ruyu leave, Luonan turns to open the door. As soon as she inserts the key in, the door is opened from inside. One hand reaches out from the darkness and drags her whole person in.

When Ronan first hit the wall, she gave a low "um" sound. Then she felt that someone had bowed her head and slightly rudely kissed her. The tip of her nose was the smell of Cologne she was familiar with.

Looking up, forced to bear his kiss, the man's tall body tightly attached to her, she felt a trace of his anger.

You go out to eat with a man's voice in his mouth? Well? "

Ronan's forehead was against his chest, and his body was so weak that he raised his head and laughed, "why, you have to take care of me even if you eat with anyone? You think you're my father

Fu Tingyuan looked at the casual smile on her face. Her eyes were dark. He pinched her chin, bowed his head and gave a fierce kiss. This kiss was more ferocious than the last one. Luonanchu almost lost all his breathing.

The whole person is against the wall by him, also thanks to him against her, she has the strength to stop.

"Go and live with me?" His forehead is against her forehead, "I have a servant over there, and I don't need a little fish to come and give you food."

"No Ronan chuckled. "I like silence. Besides, I don't like to be too tired Living with him, she never stops at night.

Fu Tingyuan's eyes darkened for a moment. He looked at her lips, which he had kissing. He raised his hand and gently stroked her soft lips. "But you are here. I'm not at ease."

"Don't worry about what?"

"You go out and steal."

Ronan chuckled and pushed aside the script on his hand: "I'm going to work. Go home. I don't have time to play with you tonight, understand? "

Fu Tingyuan raised his hand and closed the door. Luonan walked upstairs. He followed her step by step.

The villa is very large, very spacious, because there is no relationship between people, it seems very lonely.

It's hard to imagine that ronanchu lived here alone for five years.

Luonan first entered the study. Fu Tingyuan watched her sitting on the sofa in the study and looked down with the script. Without any further interruption, he just went downstairs and made a pot of coffee for her with a coffee maker.

In the study, the light was dim. In the vase beside the tea table, the white rose was about to wither. Fu Tingyuan took it down, took it out and threw it into the garbage can.

At 11:30 p.m., he reopened the door of his study. Ronan was still sitting there, with the script on his knees and looking down carefully.

She had already drunk half of the pot of coffee he had made. He went to take the script on her lap and put it together in his hand: "it's time to go to bed."

Ronan glared at him. "Give it back to me."

Fu Tingyuan was not moved. He left the script aside and lifted the man from the sofa. "If you go to bed too late, you will not be tall. That's why you're so short now. "

Luonan first earned, did not break free, very frustrated staring at him: "Fu Tingyuan, how are you so upset?"

"Lornan, I'm concerned about you."

"I don't need it."

The man gently smile: "but I think."