Chapter 893

Then cover it in half with a quilt.

I can't be naive.

He watched her take out her toiletries and toiletries and put them in the bathroom. When she came out, she had changed her pajamas.

When Ronan first climbed into bed, she glanced at the silent man who was leaning against the door. She looked at him with a smile and asked, "where are you going to sleep today?"

Fu Tingyuan came over and leaned over to crush her.

Ronan put his arm around his neck and pushed his head with a smile: "don't bite."

He bit her clavicle.

Fu Tingyuan pressed her rejected hands on top of her head and looked up at Luo Nanchu's face.

Her face is still a light smile, as if shrouded in a layer of light fog, a little let people see the fuzzy emotion is not true.

He was in a bad mood.

It's indescribably bad.

He didn't say anything, just bowed his head and kissed her rudely. She didn't refuse him and suffered his rudeness and anger.

……

Ronan turned his head and watched the man with his back to her.

There was still a little smell in the air, but each other's bodies were cold.

Looking at his back, she felt some unbearable pain in the heart. She reached out to retrieve Sam, a small shark that had fallen to the ground, and held it tightly in her arms.

Fu Tingyuan put on his clothes and went out.

A slight sound of closing the door came, and Ronan curled up his whole body into the quilt. He hugged Sam tightly and buried his face in Sam's body.

In the pain of suffocation, she even tasted the pleasure of self abuse. She put her face out of the bed, gasping and laughing.

Luonanchu, why do you want to be a saint and tell him everything is better than that he hates her.

But it can't. I can't say. You can't even say it.

She fished out Sam and looked at the unchanging expression on Sam's face, which was really like him.

She bowed her head and kissed it and hugged it. "It's a good thing I brought you here, didn't you?"

If I love you, the gods will not blame me.

*

the spring in London is unexpectedly bright.

Ronan woke up in the clear birdsong.

She was a bit miserable last night. She was lazy in bed early in the morning and didn't want to move.

The light blue curtain was blown by the breeze, and the sunshine was sent in with the fragrance of flowers.

She closed her eyes and felt the rare pleasure of the morning.

She stayed in bed for a while and was a little hungry. She didn't see Fu Tingyuan calling her to get up.

Helplessly sighed, she stepped on the slippers, dishevelled open the door and went out. Then lie down on the railing of the corridor and look up into the hall below.

Lu Mingyou is a bright and beautiful girl. She has a head of fluffy, seaweed like long hair, petite and slender, with a good proportion. Standing there, there is an air of self-respect of girls.

Ronan was lying on the railing looking at her.

The high-heeled shoes and slippers I saw last night are hers.

Fu Tingyuan came back from feeding birds outside the garden and watched Lu Mingyou walk in from the door with high-heeled shoes. He patted the remaining bird food on his hand, took back his sight indifferently, and turned to walk to the restaurant.

"Fu Tingyuan."

Her voice was clear and crisp, with the sweetness that matched her appearance. Fu Tingyuan stood still and looked at her.