The girl's hand completely climbed onto her body. Luo Fu held out her finger and poked her cheek. It was soft and the body temperature was higher than him.

After being held by her, Luo Fu was sleepy and closed his eyes.

The next morning, cloud Pan Pan Pan, opened his eyes and saw Luo Fu in front of him.

Luo Fu is still sleeping, breathing light and even, his facial contour is relatively deep, a bit like the feeling of mixed blood, but it is not so hard, the soft lines are still very soft.

From eyebrows to lips, every place is very beautiful.

After looking at the clouds for a long time, I found something wrong.

Her hands... Seem to be on luff.

It was obvious that she was pestering Luo Fu in such a posture. She suddenly thought of what Luo Fu said last night.

His expression immediately became embarrassed. Yun pan broke free from Luo Fu's arms and wanted to leave the room without waking Luo Fu.

At least don't be embarrassed in front of Luo Fu.

She breathed a sigh of relief as she stepped on the carpet.

The blue fishtail came out of the quilt and swept her back gently.

When I look back, I don't know what Pan Luo is.

He held his chin in one hand and looked at her just in time.

Yunpan intends to die and not admit it. As long as she is not caught by Luofu on the spot, she will not admit it.

Luo Fu saw through her carefulness. Luo Fu didn't mean to mention it. Her tail swept her body again. Luo Fu said, "go to breakfast."

Just about to lie down and continue to sleep, Luo Fu seemed to think of something and came out of the quilt again.

His soft black hair was a little messy because of his movements. He thought about it with his big blue eyes and his elbow, and then he said, "remember to bring the glass bottle."

The cloud can see him in such a way that he would like to have his hair pulled.

She nodded. "I see."

After struggling with Luo Fu for a long time, Zhao he had already made breakfast when he went downstairs, and Peng Jian was unusually not at work. Instead, he sat at the table and laughed at Zhao he when Zhao he filled him with porridge.

Zhao he will also smile, from the expression of the two people can see that what she said yesterday is not useless.

Zhao he looks happy. That's enough.

Seeing her, Zhao he immediately asked her to sit down and gave her a bowl of porridge.

None of them spoke, but the atmosphere was comfortable until Peng Huan got up.

Last night she was called to her study by Peng Jian, who spoke to her in that tone for the first time.

He said that he and his mother had been divorced for a long time, so that she would not always live in the past. He said that he also wanted to have a new life of his own.

This makes Peng Huan very puzzled. Isn't his father saying that he loves himself?

Since love oneself, still need what new life, as long as oneself accompany him, is not enough?

In her opinion, Peng Jian is selfish. He is not only selfish, but also angry with the mother and daughter.

Seeing three people sitting there eating breakfast, Peng Huan suddenly felt that he was an unnecessary person.

She angrily walked past, Zhao he heard the footsteps, saw her up, immediately said: "fantasy wake up, aunt give you porridge."

Peng fantasy attack, the result saw Peng Jian disapproved of the expression.

Looking at the clouds, she sat there quietly eating porridge.

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