Fu Tingyuan nodded: "thank you."

Lornan began to eat with his eyes down.

Yan Qingfeng left. They had lunch. Fu Tingyuan asked Yan Qingfeng's people to come over and clean up the table. He took luonanchu to bed and coaxed her to sleep.

"Go to sleep. I'll stay with you for a while."

Ronan turned to his side and put out his hand to hook his finger. He asked softly, "don't you sleep?" They all had a long time last night. He got up early in the morning and didn't have a good rest.

Fu Tingyuan lowered his eyes and looked at her delicate and soft appearance. He raised his hand and gently stroked her face: "the car has to be refitted. It's time to leave the day after tomorrow at the latest."

Ronan first closed his eyes and felt the gentle touch of the man. His fingers were rough and itchy. She answered, glanced aside, rubbed his palm, and kissed his fingertips. Then she said with a smile, "well, you go. I'll sleep. "

Fu Tingyuan took back his fingers and twisted the quilt for her. He said in a warm voice, "I will go when you fall asleep."

Luonanchu cleverly closed his eyes, turned to his side and gently grasped Fu Tingyuan's finger with one hand.

His breath and body temperature spread from the bedside, and she could feel the gentle overflow of his sight on her. His presence gave her peace of mind.

When Luonan first woke up, Fu Tingyuan was still knocking at the door.

She climbed down from the bed, took a chair, sat at the door and looked at Fu Tingyuan, who had almost all the cars removed from the yard.

I don't know where he learned the craft. Maybe the boys have a little mechanical talent.

The people left by yanqingfeng are also helping him to assemble. Look at this posture, it should be able to refit it tomorrow.

The thought of this filled her heart with an indescribable bewilderment.

Fu Tingyuan raised his head and saw Luo Nan in his pajamas. He was sitting at the door with his cheek on.

She still had a lazy wake-up from her nap, her hair was fluffy on her shoulders, and her eyes were misty and steamy. When she saw him, she tilted her head and gave him a little smile.

Looking at her like this, his heart spread out a few silk uncontrollable love.

Luo Nan Chu walked over, took his neck and wiped the oil on his cheek with a paper towel. Fu Tingyuan lowered his head and gave her a kiss on the lips. "Go and put on a coat. It's windy."

"Well."

Luonan nodded his head at the beginning, and then he saw Yan Qingfeng coming out of the room not far away. He was a tall man in a long black windbreaker, well-dressed and alienated.

Ronan took a first look at him, turned and went into the room.

Fu Tingyuan played with the small wrench on his hand and said, "are you going?"

Yan Qingfeng nodded and stood looking at Fu Tingyuan. He didn't know if he could see him in his life. His eye color is slightly heavy, went up to pat him on the shoulder, "you take care."

Fu Tingyuan laughed calmly: "don't worry. A thousand years of disaster. "

Yan Qingfeng looked at him for a moment, then turned around and waved his hand.

His men gathered around him and got into the car.

Ronan put on his coat at the beginning. Seeing the empty field, he was silent for a moment. Then he came to him and asked, "is your brother gone?"

"Well." On Fu Tingyuan's face, there was no regret or reluctance. He was always calm and decided on his own way, so no one could reverse his decision.