Chapter 879

Ronan nodded at first. "OK."

Huarong smiles at her and raises her hand to touch Luo Nan Chu's small face: "Chu Chu, sometimes I think about it. It's good to know you."

She doesn't talk much, she doesn't make any noise. At this time, she needs someone to accompany her and chat with her.

It's really sad. I was deeply hurt by the people I like. Only Ronan can understand this feeling.

Not all the feelings in the world can be achieved, and she doesn't insist on it.

It's a bit sad to get this result in 20 years.

"I've wasted more time than you." Huarong complains softly, "do you think I'm in bad luck?"

"Yes." Ronan first sighed, "it's him who has no vision."

Fengjin is not worthy of her.

But how can we say whether emotion is worthy?

Fengjin likes Liu Sisi. If you like it, you will not be in love with her because she is more powerful than Liu Sisi.

Feelings are often wishful thinking.

Luonan and Huarong talked to each other at the beginning of the evening.

Fengjin's grandfather called and told her to go home for dinner at night. The old man called in person and she had to go back.

When parting, Huarong got up and hugged her: "at the beginning, I left."

Ronan sat there smiling and said, "well, drive carefully."

With a smile, she took the tiny bangs behind her ears and turned away.

She left with her head held high, her back long and straight, with the grace and pride of this woman.

She's the kind of woman who won't be defeated at any time.

Luonan didn't realize that Huarong would continue to suffer in Fengjin.

She sat a little longer, finished her coffee, and when it was getting dark, she got up to check out and leave.

She had a dinner outside and bought a small box of cakes to reward herself. When she opened the door and went in, she found that the door was open. Luonan was standing at the door. Looking up, she saw Fu Tingyuan lying on the sofa sleeping.

He didn't know when he would be back.

She thought he was so angry that he didn't want to talk to her.

At the beginning of his life, Ronan was a bit of a joke.

She relaxed her steps, walked in gently, and then squatted on the edge of the sofa, holding her cheek and watching the man frown slightly, looking a little dissatisfied with his sleeping face.

His face is still so beautiful, it is the kind of delicate and special to her appetite, when he is the worst to her, she can't ignore her conscience to give this face a difference.

Every aspect of his appearance conforms to her aesthetic view.

She held her cheek and looked at his face, wondering if she would make him angry if she secretly kissed him and was caught by Fu Tingyuan.

However, she was so timid that she could not help but poke her head and kiss him on the lips.

Fu Tingyuan opened his eyes and looked at luonanchu, whose neck had not been extended back.

"Mr. Fu," lornan called out in his voice, "good evening."

Fu Tingyuan took a look at her, pushed her away from the sofa and gently rubbed his temples like a headache.

He looked tired.

Ronan put the cake on the tea table at the beginning. Seeing his sullen appearance, he felt a little pitiful. He went to him and asked him softly, "have you had dinner? Shall I make you some? "

He leaned back on the sofa, raised his eyelids and looked at her like, "what would you do?"

Ronan stood there and said, "noodles."