Chapter 2886

Feng brocade against the lips on the shoulder behind the Huarong, slowly moving away.

The air was quiet for a moment, and then there was the sound of "clattering". It was the man who came out of the bathtub naked.

Huarong looks up and looks at the man's wide shoulders and narrow hips. The warm water drops are flowing down his thin and strong body. Only a back figure is sexy enough. He pulled a towel around his waist and walked out of the bathroom.

Huarong licked her lips again.

She had a dry throat and wanted water.

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on the sofa in the bedroom, the man is sitting there with his upper body bare. The air conditioner is not turned on in the room. In the autumn morning, the cold air is slightly cool and thin, blowing on his body, which makes him slightly depressed.

He frowned, rare light a cigarette, silent smoke, heroic eyebrows vigorously wrinkled, expression full of irritability.

Huarong comes out with a bath towel and sits on the edge of the bed opposite Fengjin.

Her eyes fell on Feng Jin's face and asked, "is there any water?"

Feng Jin's voice was even more dry and dumb than her. He asked, "are you coming back to revenge me?"

Huarong whispered: "I am a pregnant woman. I can't run around outside. It happens that you are in Tongcheng. I want to come to your side for shelter."

"Are you going to give birth to these children?"

At present, the answer is not smooth

“……”。

Silent, Feng Jin pinched off the cigarette end, he raised a pair of deep eyebrows and eyes, gently frowned, and looked at the face of the flower. The bottom of his eyes was filled with unspeakable emotions.

Huarong was sitting there, allowing him to look at it, and asked, "is there any water? I just got off the plane and didn't even drink a mouthful of water. "

“……” Feng Jin stood up in silence, opened the door and went out.

When he came back with twice the warm water, Huarong had already changed into home clothes.

The clothes she put in the closet were all tidied up and pressed at the bottom of the box. I don't know how she found them.

"Long time no see. How are you?"

She was sitting on the edge of the bed with a cup of water in her pink and loose home clothes. Because she didn't wear shoes, her long pants legs covered her instep, and her pink toes showed half of them. She looked a little pure and lovely.

Feng Jin has been smoking. When he heard Hua Rong's words, he asked, "what about you? How are you doing? "

"Not bad. I've been all over the world in the past few months. I've seen a lot of interesting things. I have time to tell you She finished drinking water, stretched out a stretch, opened the quilt to drill in, turned over, showed a small half of her face from the quilt, and said to him with a smile, "I haven't slept for a long time. I'm a little tired. I'll have a sleep first. If there's anything wrong, wait until I wake up."

Feng Jin came over and sat by the bed looking at her face.

Her skin was much rougher and her hair was not as shiny as she remembered. He reached out and caressed her face, curled up his fingers, and gently grasped a long strand of hair that had fallen from her cheek.

Huarong is really tired.

She was a pregnant woman, and after a long journey, she took a bath and went to bed.

This sleep is a full 24 hours.

This time is too long, Feng Jin is afraid that she will die in the past. During this period, she comes to see her from time to time, probe her breath, or wake her up and feed her to drink water.

Huarong did not wake up to the memory, has been sleeping until the next morning to wake up, just feel their tired body has a little bit of living over the feeling.

Although alive, but the stomach also began to become hungry.

Feng Jin was sleeping next to her. She pushed him to wake up without consideration and instructed him to cook.

Feng Jin had hardly slept for 24 hours. She had been waiting on her side. At the moment, she woke up and was driven out of bed by Huarong.

He's a bachelor. There's nothing in the fridge except a few quick-frozen dumplings.

He was afraid that Huarong would not eat, so he proposed to order a takeout, but Huarong did not dislike it. He took up his chopsticks and began to eat.

Just cooked dumplings steaming hot, in the restaurant spread a smell of food.

Fengjin sits opposite Huarong, looking at Huarong's head lowered and eating.

In the past, Huarong would never eat such a casual thing.

Something choked up in his heart, which made him a little out of breath.

After eating twenty full dumplings, Huarong was full at last.

She lies on the table, squinting comfortably, like a sly fox.

"Don't you eat it?"

Feng Jin Zheng Zheng way: "I am not hungry."

"Are you still awake?" Huarong is very considerate, "well, you go back to sleep, I'll stroll around here."

Feng brocade body silent hit a light shiver, he gaze at her, light voice way, "I am not sleepy. Where are you going? I'll go with you. "

Huarong laughed, "where can I go now. I'm just hanging around the room. I'm afraid I'll forget what normal life is like after a long time of worrying. "Feng brocade warm voice way: "that you tell me, you these three months, what are you doing?"

"It is..." Huarong was about to say, glancing at Feng brocade, looking at her, and closing her mouth, "it's nothing. Didn't I tell you? Just running around. "

She yawned lazily, looked out of the window and regretted, "it's still raining."

She wants to get some sunshine on the sofa.

Feng Jin didn't say anything more and stood up to clean up the dishes.

While he was cleaning up, Huarong strolled leisurely into the hall.

She picked up the remote control, sat cross legged on the sofa and watched the TV.

Feng Jin came out of the kitchen in a hurry, and saw that Huarong was leaning lazily on the sofa. She went to sit down with her.

He reached out his hand and gently grasped Huarong's right hand, and then quietly tightened it.

It's just that the fingers clasped, which gave him a touch of unspeakable peace of mind.

He slowly exhaled a breath, the faint fragrance on the body of Huarong and the slight noise from the TV gradually fell asleep in the past.

I didn't sleep well.

As long as there was a little movement in Huarong, he was startled to wake up.

But Huarong can't sit still.

He had to hold him in his arms and hold him down.

"Fengjin, you are pressing on my stomach."

Huarong yelled.

He had a splitting headache and had to let go.

After tossing around for a while, the two men lay down on the sofa face to face.

"I can't watch TV with you holding me like this." She looked at the man's face and complained.

Feng Jin gently hugged her, buried her face in her chest, "just hold for a while."

"Are you a child?" She teased, "do you want your mother to hold you to sleep?"

Feng Jin didn't say anything, but gently held her and closed her eyes.

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in fact, this fanwai is a little favorite article, Zhendi, which is the sweetest pair I have ever written