Chapter 12

Fu Zhiran was surprised that the old man's greeting to her had come, "Xiao ran."

"Grandfather!" Fu Zhiran immediately takes her eyes away from LAN Jingyan and looks at him with a smile.

She was wearing a pink sweater, black matte bottoms and long hair.

Standing there, he looked very clever.

The man a pair of black eyes, can't help showing a trace of doting, but the moment is a cold.

Then, his eyes moved to Fu Zhiran's right hand dragging the small suitcase, quickly flashed a guess.

To the sofa, the old man bent down to sit down, he also bent down, ready to sit down.

The old man suddenly looked at him and asked, "didn't you say you were leaving?"

"Oh LAN Jingyan immediately straightened up and nodded without expression.

One foot, but no sign of moving.

The old man asked, "you're going back to the city right away."

"No LAN Jingyan shook his head. "I'll stay with my grandfather for a few days."

Then he started to walk towards the gate.

Fu Zhiran holds the box face to face with him.

Two people brush past, a wisp of familiar fragrance, from Fu Zhiran's nose.

"This shampoo smells good."

"If you like this brand of shampoo, it will be used by me in the future."

Sudden memories, let Fu Zhiran ten fingers a tight, she stopped, suddenly turned.

The man's last shadow disappeared from her sight. She opened her mouth and pursed it slowly.

Fu Zhiran, how can you think... How can you

Holding the hand of the trolley case, the fingers are more and more tight, the blue tendons on the back of the hand are bulging, and the eyes are as bright as stars, and the eyes seem to condense into fine ice dregs.

"Xiao ran, don't be stiff here."

Behind her ears came Rong Laozi's kind voice, which interrupted her thoughts. She quickly turned her head and nodded to him, "I know."

Push open the window, now is all familiar with the landscape, do not want to fall into memory, Fu Zhiran did not stay in front of the window.

Turn around, walk to the desk, turn on the computer and browse the home page of her book.

She was very happy to see the growth of data. Then she looked down to the comments section.

I wipe it. What's the situation?

"The author, what you write about bed play is rubbish."

The comment area was swiped by this comment.

However, this is not the first time that Fu Zhi - Yang has been make complaints about Tucao.

What are the thoughts of today's children? The key is to see the plot. Is it OK to see the plot?

Fu Zhiran shakes his head in a funny way and replies with the usual coquetry tone: "Oh, now the anti pornography is so serious, baby is afraid to be invited to the bureau to drink tea."

After sending it, she glanced at the reader's fan value, which turned out to be zero.

It's too hateful to see the original.

She frowned, immediately changed the tone, and then sent a, "you don't spend money to see, pick and choose here, go."

After sending it, she browses the other data and goes back to her home page.

I don't think she's wrong.

All of a sudden, ten alliance leaders came from the same person, from the same nickname, "Kai dyehouse.".