When Fu Nanli pushed the door with the captain's cap, the room was filled with the smell of food. The fireworks would leave a space without emotion. Here is a name called "home".

In the early winter evening, the evening was covered in the kitchen, and he came in a fashion. , look at her against the doorframe.

"It's fine right now," wincho, hearing the footsteps, turned back and smiled at him

"Well." The man answered, not forward.

Wenqiao had some complaints in his heart, and felt that Fu Nanli seemed to be strange.

She put on gloves, want to bring casserole, Fu Nanli this just step forward, took her hand gloves: "I come."

Two dishes and one soup, with full color and fragrance.

"Are you flying Munich or Helsinki this time?"

"Munich, the last one, and then it will be completely handed over to Luo Captain Luo. "

I don't remember my name very much. Call captain Luo.

"Will it be easier later?"

"Well."

He said little today, and occasionally looked at her eyes, which were complicated. He glanced at the wound on her index finger several times, and didn't say anything more.

Wenjo is a little bit unclear so.

Is it a long flight tired?

When dinner was over, Fu Nanli washed dishes by kitchen sink, and a bad idea flashed in Wenqiao's mind.

Was it the last time she took the initiative to find Shaocheng, let him detect what?

That time her action was really too suspicious, how could she have more than two or three days, she could not bear to go directly to the door?

It is also reasonable that Fu Nanli returned to God to doubt her actions.

Wenjo stood in the living room, looking at his tall back in the kitchen, washing the bowl, and slowly squeezing some hand washing liquid, washing his hands, and turning to her.

He approached step by step, instinctively, back, with her hand on the back of the sofa, and there was no way to go.

"It's not early. I'll take you back."

Wenjo was in a tight breath, and he would have tried to keep her down before.

Did he really find anything?

"Oh, OK." Her voice was a little dull.

He had gone to the door, and she could only follow him in the same way.

Two people entered the elevator, there is a safe distance between them, no longer always hold her in the arms.

Out of the apartment building, he took her to the car and told Lao Hu to send her back.

And he himself, did not get in the car.

Wenjo has a bit of cold hair in his hand. Did he find her lying?

The car started, the window was half open, and Wenqiao reached out his hand and said goodbye to him in a nervous way: "again Goodbye. "

Restrained, frightened and uneasy, she carved it in her eyes, and stretched out the hand he greeted, and there was a sharp wound, and Fu Nanli hung his eyes.

My heart suddenly smothered.

The car left slowly, he did not say goodbye to her, and there seemed to be no expression on his face. Looking from the mirror, he stood there for a while, as if seeing her leave.

Wenjo closed his eyes and tried to calm his mind.

Will he be furious if he knows the truth?

Wenjo breathed, and the soldiers came to cover the water.

After that, Fu Nanli did not contact her, Wenqiao's heart inch by inch sink, every day normal class, piano, outsiders seem to see nothing different.

She is such a person, easy not to open up.

Lu Leiyou, who was very irritated, didn't notice her mood changing.

Widjo counted the time, day by day, and soon it was 13 days.

Fu Nanli did not contact her for 13 days, which was equivalent to her death penalty.