Chapter 450

Fu Tingyuan frowned, reached out and took the medicine bottle in luonanchu's hand, looked at the instruction manual, and poured out one in her hand.

Ronan took the medicine, looked at the man's gloomy face, laughed out of his voice, and then, as if helpless, turned to take the medicine.

Fu Tingyuan put his arms around her and looked at her white and delicate cheek. Her eyebrows drooped. There was a kind of obedient dexterity in his arms.

"How long has insomnia been?"

"For years. It's not serious. It's intermittent. " She did not say much, turned to him and laughed, "it's late, go to bed."

Fu Tingyuan looked at her for a while and then asked, "didn't you go to the hospital to have a look?"

"Yes, in the treatment." She broke away from his arms, walked to the bed, lifted the quilt and lay on the bed. "I've been here alone for five years, and I can't have problems now. You don't have to think too much. "

Fu Tingyuan hugged her and sniffed at her hair. Her soft body was completely held in his arms, but it was not solid, like holding an empty shadow.

He had a sudden delusion.

Did he come back too late.

Or it's too late.

No matter what he did, he couldn't keep her away.

*

when he woke up at four in the morning, Ronan was not in his arms.

Fu Tingyuan woke up and saw Luonan sitting on the window sill smoking.

The window was opened by her, a cold wind came in, and her hair, which hung down on the edge of her cheek, floated gently, blowing away the smell of smoke on her fingertips.

Under the blue light in the early morning, her expression has a cool tired light, she raised her hand and slowly took a breath of smoke, the light smoke overflowed from her lips and teeth.

Fu Tingyuan has always felt that it is not good for women to smoke, and he does not like Luonan's early smoking. However, he is not worried about her body, but just the way she smokes - excessive amorous feelings and sexuality.

His possessiveness doesn't want other men to see her like this.

He sat up slowly from the bed and watched luonanchu leaning against the window sill in a daze. One foot of her fell naturally and the other bent up. If there was a photographer at the moment, he would feel that this picture was as beautiful as a magazine silhouette.

He closed his eyes slightly and let out a breath.

[my body is too resistant and eating too little doesn't work. ]

there are too few.

He hasn't been sleeping for two days, and he can tell that she's not normal even if he's too slow.

Ronan had finished smoking a cigarette, put out the end of the cigarette and threw it out of the window. Just as he was about to open the cigarette case and take out another cigarette, he saw that the man who was sleeping did not know when he was sitting at the head of the bed.

She was stupefied for a while, turned to smile gently: "want a cigarette?"

"We go to the hospital during the day."

Luonan lowered his head and silently raised his lips: "what do you want to do in the hospital? useless. I said, my own body knows

"What's the matter with you?"

"What else can insomnia do? It's just neurasthenia. If you let me go home, I might have a good sleep. I can't sleep with your face all day

“……”

"It's no use staring at me." She jumped down from the window sill and left the cigarette case on the sofa. But I was joking with you just now. It's none of your business. It's my own reason. My highest record is that I didn't sleep for a week, now it's only two days, it doesn't matte