Cloud Mu Su opened the door, his two retinues nervously met him and held him.

Fu Zhiran is not at ease, follow them to the elevator.

She was still a little uneasy. The attendant said to her with a smile, "Miss Fu, let's have a rest early. We will take good care of my young master."

Cloud Mu Su was two entourage into the elevator, elevator door closed, Fu Zhiran still standing in the elevator door, puzzled frown.

She once again doubts cloud Mu Su's identity, exactly is what identity, so noble mystery.

She knew that every time he went to chunmen, he would follow others secretly, and always appeared at the first time when he was in trouble.

……

Fu Zhiran wants to be in a trance, behind him suddenly comes LAN Jingyan's cold voice, "are you so worried about him?"

A sarcastic tone.

Fu Zhiran's thoughts are interrupted. She turns around, sweeps her eyes and leans on the doorframe. Drunken LAN Jingyan says faintly: "if you can't make a phone call, I can make it for you and let someone pick you up."

As she spoke, she lifted her feet and walked into the room.

When she entered the door, LAN Jingyan turned around and followed her, "Fu Zhiran, I'm going to spend the night with you today."

Then he walked to the room with crooked steps. For this kind of apartment, he could easily judge which is the master bedroom. He walked in and lay down on the bed.

Into a big font, a pair of I am helpless, I am afraid of who look.

Fu Zhiran sneered: "if you really want to be so shameless, then I have no way."

Then she turned into the study and locked the door of the study. It took her a long time to get in front of the computer.

It was more than an hour after she wrote, deleted, and looked at the time. Her hand on the keyboard suddenly stopped, and she looked at the closed door.

Up to now, there is no movement outside. Is he really asleep here?

Fu Zhiran frowned, stood up and went out of the study. She looked at the door of her room. It was open. She walked over and stood outside the door and looked inside.

The light in the room didn't turn on, but the light outside was enough to see people lying on the big bed. They were lying flat just now, but now they are lying on their stomach, with no quilt on them.

She thought about it and walked in.

"Lan Jingyan."

Fu Zhiran went to the bedside, bent down, reached out and patted LAN Jingyan's back, trying to shout him out.

"Xiaoran."

All of a sudden, LAN Jingyan turns over, grabs Fu Zhiran's hand, tugs her down and falls on him.

Then he held her tightly with both hands, "you smelly girl, you always make me angry."

He is also drunk, murmuring words, let Fu Zhiran's heart, uncontrollably was led.

"My father is a little selfish, but his selfishness is for me, for fear that I will get angry."

"He doesn't object to us being together now, and he's still trying to coax you back for me."

"He's too much for you, but I'm on your side."

"Fool."

He hooked his lips, and a smile of doting appeared at the corner of his mouth. His big hand moved to the back of Fu Zhiran's head and rubbed it.

Palm warm, let Fu Zhiran's thoughts suddenly become complicated.

"Jing Yan, if you bear it for a while, it won't hurt you any more..."

At this time, Fu Zhiran's mind suddenly recalled Jia Beishan's gentle light coax.

Her brain was clear again. She got up, got out of bed and stood by the bed.