She was crying.

She half covered her eyebrows. Tears flowed down the corner of her eyes and slowly seeped into her thick hair.

Curled up there, silent, silent tears.

That appearance, really seems to have been deeply wronged.

He felt his heart was pinched by a hand, and his anger disappeared with pain. He went forward to hold her and felt her warm tears wet his clothes.

"I think it's really boring." She whispered in his arms, "will you let me go? There's no point in going on like this. "

Fu Tingyuan hugged her slightly, his chin against her hair, and his voice was very heavy: "I don't want to hear such words again."

Luonan first closed his eyes, "Fu Tingyuan, you bastard."

Fu Tingyuan did not speak, just slowly and forcefully hugged her.

How could you let her go?

He has been waiting for so many years to have her completely.

Ronan was in a muddle at the beginning of the night.

I can't remember if I had a nightmare. When I woke up in the morning, she was a little weak and lying on the bed with a painful head and no strength.

Fu Tingyuan came out from the bathroom, brushing his teeth and washing his face. Looking at Luonan's soft and tender lying on the bed, Fu Tingyuan walked over and touched her forehead. She didn't have a fever, even her temperature was a little low.

He picked up the person from the bed and held it in his arms. Looking at her listless appearance, he asked in a warm voice, "didn't you sleep well?"

Ronan first rolled his eyes at him: "do you think I sleep well?"

Fu Tingyuan raised his hand and stroked the corners of her eyes. There was a faint dark green on it.

I'm afraid I didn't sleep well. Maybe I didn't sleep.

He kept quiet and asked in a warm voice, "is breakfast served downstairs or shall I bring it to you?"

Ronan's forehead in his arms seemed to be a little agitated: "I'm going to brush my teeth. You let me go. "

Fu Tingyuan released his hand and watched Luonan enter the bathroom.

There was a knock at the door. He went over and opened the door. The servant stood at the door with a pile of clothes in his arms. He saw him bow his head respectfully: "Mr. Fu, you have bought all the clothes you ordered. Do you want to send them in now?"

Fu Tingyuan nodded faintly: "leave a set on the bed. The rest is in the closet. "

The servant answered and walked in with his clothes.

Fu Tingyuan went downstairs.

He sat in the dining room and watched ronant come down the stairs in a blue dress. She came and sat opposite him, picked up a piece of bread and nibbled at it. "You didn't buy me cosmetics."

Fu Tingyuan nodded: "I'll go and ask people to buy it today."

Ronan dropped his eyes and said nothing, biting at the bread.

He pushed her a glass of milk, lornan did not lift his eyelids: "do not like to drink."

Fu Tingyuan raised his head to the servant beside him and said quietly, "go and warm a cup of soymilk."

Ronan snorted coldly as he chewed on his bread.

After breakfast, Ronan sat on the sofa and watched him wear a suit and tie under the servants' service. A man of noble temperament, surrounded by many people, does not appear to be domineering. He has the unique bearing and dignity of the noble children, as if he was born to be served by others.

Ronan got up from the sofa, took off the dark brown tie from the man's hand, and went to tie it on for him.