Sometimes he would call, sometimes he would forget to call. Sometimes Ronan would wait for him, and sometimes he would eat first.

Ronan turned on the TV and began to watch variety shows.

At half past nine, the housekeeper came to ask again, but she still said she had no appetite.

At about twelve o'clock, Fu Tingyuan's car stopped at the gate of the courtyard. The housekeeper rushed to pick up someone with an umbrella. Fu Tingyuan came in with a cool rain and fog and picked up Luo Nanchu, who was lying on the sofa with a blanket on his body.

"Well..." She opened her eyes vaguely, put her hand around the man's neck, soft voice, "back?"

Fu Tingyuan holding people into the restaurant, looking down at her face: "why did not have dinner?"

"No appetite." She yawned. "Have you eaten yet?"

Fu Tingyuan replied, "well."

Luonan didn't say anything at the beginning. She took chopsticks in the dining chair and ate the things that Fu Tingyuan had brought to her.

Recently, the weather is wet, and she has no spirit. She takes a few mouthfuls of prawns, puts down her chopsticks, and says to Fu Tingyuan, who is still peeling her shrimp, "I can't eat any more."

Fu Tingyuan raised his head and looked at her. Luonan initially looked tired: "I ate too much at noon, but I'm not hungry now."

"Have some more."

"No more." She shook her head.

Fu Tingyuan took off the disposable gloves, looked at her for a while, came to cover her shawl, "it's cool, you wear more."

His body wafts elegant light female fragrance, lornan can't help sneezing, she tightened the shawl on the tight, nodded: "well."

"Is there a party to attend today?"

She walked with him on the stairs.

Fu Tingyuan faintly should a: "well."

Ronan dropped her eyes and gave a low smile. She didn't say anything.

Fu Tingyuan went into the bathroom to take a bath. Luonan stood by the window with a shawl to watch the rain.

The door of the bathroom opened and Ronan whispered, "I want to eat out tomorrow. I'm tired of eating at home." She turned her head and looked at him. "Do you have time?"

The man looked calm: "yes. I'll pick you up from work. "

Ronan first smile, "want to eat crab pot, there is a very delicious, I will take you."

Fu Tingyuan nodded, "OK."

Ronan took the dry towel and came over and sat on his lap to wipe his hair.

The smell on him is not as clean as before.

She was a little depressed, wiped for a while and returned the towel to him.

Fu Tingyuan raised his eyes and looked at her. Luonan went to one side of the sofa and sat down. He looked a little indifferent.

With a low sigh, he went to pick up the person, put his arms in his arms, and kiss her face, "I can be with you after this period of time. I'm sorry. "

Ronan half opened his eyes, glanced at his delicate side face, and snorted lazily.

Fu Tingyuan coaxed her in a low voice: "come back on time later, don't get angry, eh?"

Ronan was still humming.

He took a bath, but he still had a little bit of female fragrance.

It's because her nose is so sensitive that she can smell so clearly.

This time, the smell has been lingering in his body.

should be an elegant and delicate woman, painting exquisite makeup, with the best perfume, walking on the side of Fu Tingyuan.

Not far from the distance, ferry on the woman's taste, the taste is not far or near, clear light, if not.