Fu Tingyuan closed the menu and took luonanchu's shoulder to make her more comfortable.

"Tired?" He asked.

Ronan lowered his head, grasped one of his hands, and played with his fingers. You are not an unemployed vagrant now. I have to bear the responsibility of supporting my family. After that, you will be responsible for beauty at home. I will make money to support my family

Fu Tingyuan laughed, folded her five fingers and gently held her slender green fingers in the palm.

"Tell me when you're going to film." His tone is gentle, just Mou color is slightly a bit gloomy, light voice way, "I accompany you to go together."

"Ah..." Ronan leaned on his shoulder and shook his head. "It's really not necessary. It's strange for the media to follow us so tightly every day?"

Fu Tingyuan said calmly, "they wonder about them. We have our own. If something really goes wrong, I'll take care of it. "

Luonanchu smell speech, gently sigh tone, shake, Fu Tingyuan took her hand.

In their whole life, they can only go on like this. But since we choose to be together, a marriage certificate is no big deal. What's more, they don't have it.

With the hot pot serving, Luonan first sat back to her position, and Fu Tingyuan ordered her a can of beer and poured a small cup for her.

The clear soup is bubbling with heat. Luo Nan Chu holds his face and looks at Fu Tingyuan sitting on the opposite side with a pair of chopsticks and putting her favorite beef balls into the hot pot. The heat is dense, and the man looks like a picture and is exquisite as if he were not human.

She slowly retracted her eyes, and her heart seemed to be scalded by the tossing heat. In this cold winter, she felt the warmth that she had not felt for so many years.

She still loves him very much, with the original deep love, a thousand sails, she loves that person also finally returned her same deep love.

……

After eating the hot pot and drinking a small glass of wine, Luo Nanchu's small face was red, holding Fu Tingyuan's hand, happily walked outside the Sichuan restaurant.

Winter night, the road is frozen solid, luonanchu high-heeled shoes knock on the road, the sound is clear.

She looked in a good mood today, holding his hand, refused to get on the bus: "walk with me."

Fu Tingyuan naturally agreed, Ren Luonan took him wandering aimlessly in the cold wind street.

The wind was a little strong, and there were not many pedestrians on the road. At first, Luonan only wore a woolen windbreaker, but it seemed that he was not afraid of the cold at all. After buying a cup of milk tea in the milk tea shop, he took him everywhere.

The lights are dim.

They rarely have the chance to enjoy this kind of leisure in the world of two, and it is not known when the last night street walk was.

Fu Tingyuan let her go everywhere, many shops on the road were closed, such a late night, there is a sense of peace of mind that the whole world is left with the two of them.

Ronan finished a cup of milk tea, stopped under the bus stop and turned to look at him.

The last bus had already left half an hour ago. Under the license plate were empty benches and street lamps were shining brightly.

"Do you know when the last time I waited for a bus at night?"

"When?"

"Eight years ago." She held his hand and whispered, "you take me to the party. When you come back, Bai Zhiyan calls you. Maybe it's not on the way. You let me down and ask me to take a taxi."