Chapter 890

When he woke up the next day, Fu Tingyuan was already awake.

He looked down at her.

"You drool in your sleep."

He said solemnly to her.

Ronan felt the corner of his lip subconsciously.

Dry.

"Lie to me!" She was so angry that she threw herself at him and bit him hard.

From below came the man's dull low laughter.

After a long fight on the bed, they went into the bathroom to brush their teeth and wash their faces.

The smell of food came from the corridor. Luonan went downstairs suspiciously at the beginning, and saw that Huarong was sitting there leisurely and eating breakfast in the dining room.

Feng Jin came out of the kitchen with a cold look and saw Fu Tingyuan and Luo Nanchu. He said faintly: "there are soup noodles and fried rice in it. If you don't mind, you can eat what I made first."

Ronan looked at his slender white fingers and was shocked: "Mr. Feng, you can cook."

Feng Jin nodded and calmly said, "my father was strict since childhood. He taught us to be self-supporting."

So their children have been taught to wash and cook since childhood, in order to avoid having to be served by others when they go to war.

Fu Tingyuan went into the kitchen and filled two bowls of fried rice and raised his chin toward Luonan Chu: "you go in and serve the soup."

He was used to being served by people since he was a child. People who eat Fengjin don't feel embarrassed.

Luonan comes out with soup and sits beside Huarong. Huarong is eating noodles and has already eaten two-thirds of it.

She turned her head and looked at the face of the flower. As usual, she looked tired and lazy, and could not see anything different.

Ronan was eating with his head down.

Huarong ate it first, went upstairs, picked up the suitcase and sat on the sofa in the living room, smoking.

Ronan also quickly finished breakfast and went into the living room to accompany her.

She seems to have something on her mind, otherwise she would not have been smoking continuously.

Huarong is not addicted to smoking.

"Sit down. What are you standing for? "

Seeing her come out, Huarong smiles and pats the position beside her.

Luo Nan Chu quickly sat down and hugged Huarong's arm. He said in a soft voice, "Rongrong, have you talked with Fengjin?"

"Well?" Huarong took a look at luonanchu and leaned her head on her shoulder I'll go back to Liangcheng with him. "

Ronan was stunned for a moment, "go back with him?"

"What we talked about last night. He is not very willing to divorce, but he is willing to go back to his mother's home with me to make amends. " She said and laughed, "isn't this man very interesting? He doesn't love me, but he is willing to take the responsibility of being a husband. "

Ronan hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice, "how do you know that he doesn't want to divorce you and doesn't love you?"

"I've been with him for so many years. What does he think I don't know?" Huarong took a puff of smoke and lifted her head to spit out the smoke. The misty mist obscured her clear and proud expression, "if you like a person, you can't hide it. He looked at Liu Sisi's eyes, so pity, heartache to the bone. Love a person will hurt her, pity her, want to give her everything in the world. He is kind to that woman, to me Just responsible. "

"He has a strict family education, and I chose to marry him. I know that once he marries me, he will not have relations with any woman. He will be responsible to me She gently smile for a while, "I thought it was nothing to get people so not to get the heart, more than 20 years ago, I had already despair."