Chapter 168

Don't know why, this sentence blurted out.

Because of Fu Zhiran's words, LAN Jingyan stops at the entrance.

Does that mean she's going to pay him back?

He frowned, visibly displeased.

Fu Zhiran quickly explained: "I want to say that I want to use your card to buy tickets. I will probably use your card these days."

In case of emergency, she didn't have time to go to the bank to get her time deposit.

Seeing that she didn't mention the word "return", LAN Jingyan's eyebrows spread. He raised his feet and continued to walk into the room.

"The nearest flight is 12:30."

It's just over nine o'clock. There are more than three hours left.

Fu Zhiran heard that he was not in such a hurry. "Oh," he said, and his eyes moved with LAN Jingyan.

At this time, sister-in-law Zhou also came. She was holding a piece of gauze in her hand. Looking at LAN Jingyan, she said, "young master, the ice is ready."

LAN Jingyan turns his head and looks at the ice in his sister-in-law-in-law-in-law-in-law-in-law-in-law-in-law-in-law-in-law-in-law-in-law-in-law-in-law-in-law-in-law-in-law-in-law-in-law-in-law-in-law-in-law-

Fu Zhiran just remembered that he just hit his head and felt the pain.

"Thank you." She politely thanks LAN Jingyan, then puts down the computer and takes the ice bag from sister-in-law Zhou.

It's wet and cool. Fu Zhiran's white hands are very red.

The forehead is still not swollen, the ice melts a little bit, and the water flows from her forehead down her face.

LAN Jingyan in the side is really can't see down, "stupid into this."

He reached out and impatiently grabbed the ice pack from Fu Zhiran's hand. With the other hand, he drew a few paper towels on the tea table and helped Fu Zhiran wipe the water off his face.

Then he took a few dry paper towels and helped Fu Zhiran to apply them on his forehead. At the same time, he followed the water flowing westward with paper.

He frowned and looked impetuous and impatient, but his movements were careful and full of care.

Fu Zhiran doesn't know if he is confused by ice. His eyes are staring at LAN Jingyan's face and seeing the God.

LAN Jingyan droops her eyes, and her eyes are moved and tender. Her heart seems to be knocked by marshmallow.

There was a pause in his hand.

Four eyes opposite, like two opposite magnets, can't help but close to each other.

Fu Zhiran raised his chin, two faces, a little bit of... Slowly close, close enough to feel each other's breath, each other's familiar taste.

At this moment, two people's eyes, as if filled with water, gentle waves, layers of rippling.

Hook each other's soul, eager to embrace each other.

Finally, the four soft lips touch each other, and they all seem to be hit. They react, but they are greedy and touch each other.

LAN Jingyan didn't want to leave. Instead, she stretched out her tongue and wanted to continue to go deeper. Like thin down, she wrapped Fu Zhiran's heart and made her want to stop.

She did not give up to push, simply closed her eyes, slightly opened her mouth to cater to him.

LAN Jingyan's hand with the ice pack has been put down. Because of his increasing body temperature, the ice is melting faster and faster. Water flows out of his hand and drops to the floor.

They each put one hand on the sofa and supported themselves.

The other hand always wants to lift up and stretch out, but it always seems to be in front of a wall, unable to cross to embrace each other.