Tongcheng night is always cooler than the day.

From the Hong Kong Style Tea Restaurant, there is still a short distance to the parking lot.

Luo Nan initially followed Fu Tingyuan and called out: "Fu Tingyuan, my feet hurt."

The man at the front stopped and turned to look at her.

Today, Luo Nanchu wore a light blue one-piece skirt with one shoulder. Her hair was tied into a fishbone braid and hung on her right shoulder. She wore a pair of huge sunglasses on her small face. She was so delicate and graceful that she could not speak of. Fu Tingyuan took a good look at the pair of Chanel's stilettos on her feet: "so what high-heeled shoes do you wear when you come out to eat with me ?”

Ronan's answer was very reasonable: "good looking."

Fu Tingyuan glanced at her: "who is the person whose feet ache now?"

Luonanchu stood there, slightly raised his chin and asked him with great air: "Fu Tingyuan, do you carry me or not?"

Fu Tingyuan stood there and looked at her for a while. He couldn't help laughing. He sighed helplessly and went to Luonan to squat down.

Ronan got on his stomach and hooked him around the neck.

Fu Tingyuan carried her to the parking lot.

As he walked, he asked her, "when did lornacho learn to be coquettish?"

"My feet hurt your back, isn't it natural?" She lay on his shoulder and said in his ear.

Fu Tingyuan laughed and did not speak.

He thought it over and over. Sometimes the indulgence of luonanchu should be favored by Qin lie.

Feet hurt to embrace, waist pain to knead, injection not to go, medicine bitter do not eat, very delicate.

He has the ability to make Ronan like this at the beginning.

"Fu Tingyuan, I want to eat marshmallow."

“……”

"Fu Tingyuan, look over there." She took his face and looked at a little stand on the street making marshmallows.

"Lornacho, that's enough for you." He lowered his voice. The woman knew exactly what it was to push her nose and face.

"Then you let me down and I'll buy it myself." She didn't sound happy.

Fu Tingyuan sighed in his heart and took her back to buy a pink marshmallow.

Ronan was wearing sunglasses and eating on his back.

"Don't stick sugar to my clothes." Fu sanshao's habit of cleanliness broke out.

Ronan snorted softly.

There are not many pedestrians on the way to the parking lot.

The passers-by in twos and threes, when they passed by, couldn't help but look over curiously.

The tall and handsome man with the figure of a petite woman on his back looks very intimate in the night. In the air is the strawberry smell of marshmallow.

The night was dim.

"Lornan."

"Well?"

"Give me a kiss."

"Well thought."

Fu Tingyuan laughed and seemed to be in a good mood.

*

in the parking lot, the lights are dim.

Feng Jin rushed down from the car and grabbed the arm of a woman in front of her in a black leather skirt. "Liu Sisi, how are you here?"

Huarong sat in the car and looked at the scene in front of her. She leaned back slightly, put one foot on her leg, and then pulled out a cigarette from the cigarette box in the bag.

"PATA." The fire tongue licked the cigarette end, and she squinted at Fengjin angrily holding Liu Sisi's arm and questioning her: "what are you doing here dressed like this? Are you crazy? "

"What does it have to do with you that I come here? Fengjin, you are married. What qualifications do you have to take care of my affairs? " The woman's voice contained a touch of sharp satire, a shake off Feng brocade's hand, turn to walk.