He had a faint smell of smoke.

I don't know how long I've been standing by the windowsill.

Ronan put out his hand around his neck and felt his body temperature warm with the cold wind.

Thinking of him standing alone by the window just now, looking at the back of the window, she felt a bit dull at the bottom of her heart. Lornan asked softly, "what were you thinking about just now?"

Fu Tingyuan sat on the bed and put his hand around her slender shoulder. Luonan was curled up in his arms like a docile cat. He lowered his head and kissed her hair in a light tone: "nothing. Are you hungry? "

Ronan nodded at first: "a little bit."

Fu Tingyuan gazed at her and seemed to smile faintly. Then he got up and went to find clothes for her.

The clothes Ronan had brought over had been hung in his closet. He picked out a set of pink pajamas with long sleeves and went to put them on for her.

Ronan sat on the bed and looked up at the handsome figure of the man in the warm light. His slender white fingers buttoned the pajamas for her. His eyebrows drooped, and his long eyelashes cast a thick shadow, making his face three-dimensional like a work of art.

Ronan couldn't help holding him.

After all these years, he still looks good and makes her mind flutter.

She held him, and he could not button her. Fu Tingyuan patted her on the back in a languid tone: "don't be coquettish."

At the beginning, Ronan put his head around his waist and looked at him from his arms.

Her big black and white eyes are bright, the whole person looks like some kind of special clever innocent small animal.

Fu Tingyuan reached out and stroked her face, "obedient."

Luonan first smile, or embrace him, Fu Tingyuan a little helpless, can only let her hold the side and dress her.

Little think has finished the milk, is lying on the cradle in the hall downstairs, being teased with bells by maids.

Since Fu Tingyuan brought his thoughts back to China, he has completely captured the hearts of a room full of men, women, and children. Up to the age of 18 and down to the age of 80, all of them have become the brain powder of thinking.

The little girl is too beautiful. Her skin is pink and tender, and her whole body is crystal clear. Her facial features completely integrate the advantages of her parents and her parents. There is nothing that is not exquisite. Even if it is just a baby, it is more beautiful than ordinary children.

Small think not only looks good-looking, but also particularly good, wake up also rarely cry, clever people heartache.

Fu Tingyuan took Luonan downstairs and saw a group of people in front of his daughter's cradle. The laughter came from the crowd.

"Mr. Fu, you are down." A maid in the outer circle saw him and called him out in a hurry. Her expression was slightly embarrassed and nervous.

She also let the group of servants in front of the cradle wake up, see Fu Tingyuan frown at them, know is to make the villa owner unhappy, quickly scattered from the cradle.

A group of people do not work around playing with children, it is not very decent.

Ronan first walked over and picked up the thought from the cradle. Looking at her daughter who had not seen each other for several days, she hugged her and kissed her on her small face: "honey, do you miss your mother?"

Small think big eyes looking at Ronan Chu, around her neck "Yiya Yiya" said something, for several days did not see, as if really miss her.

Fu Tingyuan stood at the door of the restaurant and gently buttoned the door: "come and have a meal."