Chapter 111

LAN Jingyan's back is stiff. Thinking of something, he quickly turns around and faces Fu Zhiran, "roll!"

Cold drive, did not let Fu Zhiran lost or sad.

She couldn't control her step and rushed to her. "Can you show me your back?"

Almost begging, he tentatively steps to the back of LAN Jingyan, but LAN Jingyan dodges, and then stoops to pick up the shirt on the ground and put it on again.

A pair of eyes looking at Fu Zhiran, like a millennium ice cellar general, without the slightest temperature and emotion, "I let you roll, you did not hear?"

Fu Zhiran is only tied to the injury on LAN Jingyan's back, and doesn't care about his attitude at all.

She continued to look at him with a flattering face, "you let me see, I'll go."

Just now that sudden look, startling, she can not do in any case, can not do not care, not distressed.

LAN Jingyan doesn't want to pay attention to Fu Zhiran. She raises her feet to go to the bathroom. Fu Zhiran clenches her teeth, keeps up and hugs him from behind.

Voice a little choked, "next time you can avoid, you can not avoid it?"

Her small hands are as delicate as porcelain. The back of her hands is warm and close to LAN Jingyan's belly. It's like a feather scratching on his side.

LAN Jingyan looked down, a pair of hands thumping on his legs, could not help slowly lifting.

Put on Fu Zhiran's hand, palm touched her cold fingertips, he was stunned.

At the same time, a cold light flashed in his eyes. He grabbed her hands and wrists, separated her hands, and then pushed her away mercilessly.

"I want to avoid you."

With a roar, LAN Jingyan turned and looked at Fu Zhiran with a sneer, and asked in a sarcastic tone: "what do you want to do when you throw yourself in my arms? What's the purpose? "

"I..." Fu Zhiran opened her mouth slightly.

But even the most real feelings in my heart, have no confidence to express, no longer qualified to say love him.

Her hesitation made LAN Jingyan even more angry. He pointed to the door of the room and yelled at her angrily: "go out. You are not allowed to come to my room without my permission."

Fu Zhiran's neck shrinks and her eyes look at LAN Jingyan's cold face.

Red eyes in the spread, she said: "your wound or to wipe medicine."

"I don't need you." LAN Jingyan snorted coldly and went into the bathroom without looking back.

At the moment when the door of the bathroom closed, Fu Zhiran could not help but wet her eyes.

She held back and didn't cry.

Out of the door, she gently will take the door, ready to go back to the room, Tong fenyue and sister-in-law Zhou come from the direction of the stairs.

"Xiaoran."

Just now, LAN Jingyan's roar could be heard in the living room. Naturally, they also heard it.

Tong fenyue goes to Fu Zhiran and reaches out to help her wipe her wet eyes.

Fu Zhiran tried to keep his voice from choking. "I've put the soup in his room. I don't know if he will drink it."

"Don't drink it, you don't know what to do." Tong fenyue blames LAN Jingyan and comforts Fu Zhiran, "don't be sad."

Fu Zhiran tightly pursed the corners of his mouth and gently shook his head, "it doesn't matter to me."

The more you say it doesn't matter, the more it does.

Tong fenyue is distressed and gives Fu Zhiran a hug. "He likes you most. He is a little arrogant and grumpy. You know better than me."