Chapter 638

Yan Bing pinched out the cigarette with his fingertips, and angrily yelled at Yao Qian with a cold face: "don't say it!"

“……” Yao Qian was stunned for a moment, and a trace of surprise flashed on his face. It was the first time in his life to see Yan Bing so angry.

It seems that Yan Bing is really dissatisfied with Fu Tingyuan's girlfriend.

"Lao Yan, you are..."

Yao Qian left his cigarette in the dustbin, pursed his lips, did not speak, but walked towards the box with a cold face.

His face was so cold that he could almost freeze into ice. Originally thin cheek, a cold down can make people fear.

Yao Qian stood not far away looking at him, sighing.

He is an old friend. He is crazy. How can he manage the feelings of his younger generation.

What's more, even if he wants to manage it, Fu Tingyuan probably doesn't want to listen to him. Over the years, the relationship between Fu Tingyuan and Yanbing has been good. I'm afraid that because of a Luonan, they have been estranged.

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at the door of the box, Fu Tingyuan took off his coat and put it on luonanchu's shoulder and trimmed her hair.

Ronan was already full at the beginning, yawned, leaned against his arms and murmured, "I'm so sleepy."

Fu Tingyuan encircles her thin shoulder and kisses her ear. He says in a warm voice, "when the third uncle comes back and says goodbye to him, we will go home."

Speaking of Yan Bing, Luo Nan Chu raised his head and looked at Fu Tingyuan. He couldn't help saying, "your third uncle, how can you look strange?"

Fu Tingyuan Mou color is tiny for a moment, still ask a way: "how?"

"It's weird." Ronan put his waist around him and rubbed against his arms. "Ask me about my age and my family members. Do you want to investigate your account? "

Fu Tingyuan laughed and stroked luonanchu's hair. "He lives in seclusion all the year round. He doesn't have much contact with people. Maybe he doesn't know how to approach you."

"Your family is full of weirdos."

Fu Tingyuan looks down at luonanchu.

The warm color light made her snow-white face painted with a thin layer of orange. Wearing his black coat, she was as delicate and lovely as a young animal. He put his hand around her waist and couldn't help lowering his head and kissing her.

Ronan raised his eyelids and glanced at him with a lazy tone, "don't move your hands."

Fu Tingyuan smile, body slightly forward, put her against the wall, gently kiss her lips.

Luonan didn't refuse this kiss at the beginning, leaning lazily on the wall, around the man's neck, let Fu Tingyuan kiss her gently and affectionately.

This feeling of being treasured is very addictive.

Sometimes she would let herself indulge in his gentleness.

Not far away came the sound of footsteps. Fu Tingyuan turned his head and saw Yan Bing coming from the corner. He called out, "uncle."

Yan Bing also saw them. His sight swept over their intimate posture. Obviously, his face was not right. His face trembled and he didn't speak for a long time.

Luo Nan Chu put her arm down from Fu Tingyuan's neck. She leaned against the wall and hugged Fu Tingyuan's waist. She turned her head and looked at Yan Bing. She saw Yan Bing coming from there, took Fu Tingyuan's arm and pulled him away from her.

"Third uncle?" Fu Tingyuan lowered his eyes and looked at Yan Bing's back of his hand. Then he looked up at Yan Bing's face quietly and asked, "what's the matter?"