He had to do his best to stop himself from flying to Tongcheng.

The result of letting go of his own desire is terrible. He can't afford that sin, so he should be patient.

The pen on his fingertip slowly stopped, and then slowly pinched the tip of the pen in the palm of his hand. He clenched his fist and then closed his eyes.

For a moment, the phone on his desk rang. Fu Tingyuan opened his eyes and left the pen on his hand aside. He casually flicked the blood from his palm and reached for the phone.

"Dad."

"It will be a family dinner in a few days. When are you going to come to the ancestral home?" Yanzong's voice is always so moderate.

"Oh." Fu Tingyuan lazily leaned back on the office chair, "I didn't plan to come over."

"Are you like that? All the elders in the family are here, and you will not come here? "

"I'm not absent." His tone is still so lazy, "isn't big brother there? He's your heir. Don't bother me, will you

"Fu Tingyuan!" Yanzong was angry at that end, "how can you live more and more back?"

"How can you live more and more Fu Tingyuan light way, "hang up, I want to work, want to find someone to play, you find Yan Ruyu, he is more leisure than me."

Finish words, also do not wait for Yan Zong to scold export, he directly buttoned up the phone.

He couldn't cope with his own affairs. He was not in the mood to deal with the old antiques.

When did the family dinner come

Luonan should have taken Luoyi and Guoguo out to play at first, or he would stay at home and sleep.

She's been very lazy all the time.

He held up his face and gave a helpless smile.

When can he stop thinking about her.

*

when Luonan got off the plane, he was still reeled by the cold wind.

Yan Ruyu raised her hand and held her in her arms. "It's cold in winter in London."

Luonan felt that his eyelashes were going to be frozen off, and his face was buried in his down jacket, which was quite cold. It was very and excessively cold.

"I will never come to England in winter."

She shivered in his arms.

Yan Ruyu put one hand around her to keep out the wind, the other hand dragged the suitcase, "are you ok? Is it really so cold? "

"You British are warm baby reincarnation..." The one with its own fuel.

Yan Ruyu chuckled and took her out of the airport. There was a car parked outside the airport. Yan Ruyu reached out and opened the door of the back seat and let Luonan get on first.

She did look a little cold, lips are white, a small curled up there, it is estimated that the person is too small, the temperature is not enough, so afraid of the cold.

"Young master, go back to your ancestral home?"

"No, go to my place." If we take luonanchu in the past now, we will be surrounded by the old people and ask questions. There is no need for her to suffer this crime in advance.

The car was inching along the wide street.

Yan Ruyu reached out and held Luo Nan Chu's hand. Her fingertips were a little cold. He looked at her with a little heartache: "still cold?"

"Not bad." Ronan said at first, "it's over."

Yan Ruyu ordered: "turn on the air conditioner a little higher."

Half an hour later, the car stopped at Yan Ruyu's villa in London.

The housekeeper who drove for him came down to carry the suitcase for him. Yan Ruyu led Luo Nanchu and turned to ask the housekeeper, "I heard that my third brother won't come to the family dinner this year?"