Luonan was still taken back to bed by Fu Tingyuan.

Ronan was lying on the bed and felt the man's chest slowly sticking to her. His arm wrapped around her waist and held the man from his back.

His back was close to his chest, and his heartbeat seemed to blend together.

Ronan opened his eyes to the void for a while, then slowly closed his eyes and began to sleep.

Although I don't want to admit it, it's better to be held in such a gentle way than to sleep alone.

Although this embrace does not belong to her, it does make her feel warm.

*

the next day, both of them woke up from bed and could not cook. Luonan was lying on the bed and began to order takeout.

The man turned over and pressed on her back. He leaned his head against her shoulder socket and watched her order over there. Luonan pricked Fu Tingyuan's chest with his elbow. "He's dead."

Fu Tingyuan laughed, relaxed a little strength and moved a little. However, the body still pressed on her. Lornan was forced to roll his eyes at the beginning. He turned his head and bit his arm in anger. "What do you want to eat?"

"Whatever. I have no appetite. "

Luonan ordered a basket of small steamed buns, two bowls of porridge and two fried dough sticks. After finishing the account, she felt that the man's hand came up from under the skirt of her nightdress. She snorted, raised her hand and pressed his haunting fingers, gnashing her teeth and said, "if you dare to move, you will cut off your fingers and eat them!"

Fu Tingyuan gave a deep smile: "you want to eat, I will give you to eat."

Ronan turned his eyes and pushed him: "get up!"

Fu Tingyuan refused to let her go and pressed her to kiss her everywhere. Huarong opened the door and came in and saw Luo Nanchu in her pajamas fighting with Fu Tingyuan on the bed.

She looked in silence for a moment, then coughed softly: "cough!"

Luo Nan Chu and Fu Tingyuan raised their heads and looked at her. Luo Nan Chu took back his sight and stepped on Fu Tingyuan's face with bare feet.

Huarong was frightened. Luonan was already held by Fu Tingyuan and pressed back to the bed by his ankle. Fu Tingyuan had no other emotion on his face. Huarong went to knock on the door with a sigh of relief and asked, "do you want to fight again before you go down to eat?"

Luo Nan was crushed to death by Fu Tingyuan at the beginning, and roared under his palm: "I want to eat!"

Fu Tingyuan let go of his hand and watched Luo Nanchu jump out of bed and enter the bathroom. Hua Rong leaned against the door and lit a cigarette. He said with a smile, "Fu San Shao is really capable. Has he taken our ChuChu down so quickly?"

But what surprised her most was the way they got along.

I'm afraid that there is only one person in the world who can call his feet to Fu Tingyuan's face.

Fu Tingyuan is really capable of taking Luonan as an example.

Hearing the speech, Fu Tingyuan raised his head and looked at the bathroom. Then he took back his sight and gave a low smile: "Huarong, it's not. She doesn't love me. "

Hold her so tight, but still feel empty.

Can laugh with him, but look at his eyes, but has not reflected his figure.

There won't be the bright love eyes like eight years ago.

When I watched him smile, his eyes seemed full of starlight.

I love him like that.

Never again.

Huarong looked at him, slightly stunned.

In Fu Tingyuan's smile, there is a trace of calm loneliness.

He actually knows better than anyone else.

*