Huarong pursed her lips and looked up to see Fu Tingyuan coming. She took his arm and said in a loud voice, "Fu Tingyuan, what have you done to her?"
The man stopped and gave her a cold look: "lonely man and little girl, what do you think I can do?"
Huarong was mad: "you don't come back on the sperm brain OK?"
Fu Tingyuan's eye color is colder, "Huarong, I and her things, you don't need to manage." He pushed off her hand and said, "I haven't asked you - I asked you to help me take care of people. Are you going to help me take care of Yan Ruyu's bed?"
Huarong breathed heavily, and her face sank: "I only promise you to help you take care of lornacho, but I can't control who she wants to be with," she looked at him, "and you can't care."
Fu Tingyuan slowly smile, dark eyes gradually filled up with cold awn: "I can't control," he looked at the face of flowers, "then who can manage?"
“……”
"It's about me and her." He looked at the flower face pursed into a straight line of lip corners, and his voice was calm and reserved, "what they owe me from the Luo family is still unclear for a lifetime. My name is Luonan chuhuan. It's a matter of course. She has been my woman all her life. I'd like to see who dares to rob me The last word, showing boundless cold and murderous spirit.
Huarong stepped back a little and looked at the young man who could be compared with Yanzong in front of her. She didn't have to deal with anything hard. She just frowned and said, "I don't care about you and Luo's family, but at first it's innocent. You can't do anything wrong with her father, but you have to revenge on her. She doesn't know anything, Fu Tingyuan. Don't you think you've gone too far? "
Fu Tingyuan looked at her and said in a desert voice, "who says I want to revenge her?"
Huarong Leng for a moment, has not returned to God, Fu Tingyuan has bypassed her, go forward. He came to the window and looked down. At the door of the hotel, lornan stopped a car and ran in panic.
He watched the back of the car as it left, until it completely disappeared at the end of the street.
He lowered his eyes and slowly ordered a cigarette.
Huarong looked at him and sipped her lips slightly.
Fu Tingyuan is right. This is his affair with luonanchu. She can't control it.
*******
at the beginning, Luonan rushed back to the half moon bay. She went into the room and quickly took a bath for herself. She cleaned up the smell left by Fu Tingyuan on her body. Only then did she stumble out of the bathroom supporting the wall.
She wore a bathrobe and her hair was dripping. She did not care. She went over and sat directly on the sofa.
A splitting headache.
She raised her hand to support her forehead, and saw that there was a small scar left by Fu Tingyuan on her wrist. He almost kisses her all over the body last night. When she took a bath, she found his traces from time to time, no matter where they should be or where they should not be.
as like as two peas in the past, she always felt as if she had not changed anything, and still remained his plaything, still as low as what she was five years ago.
With Fu Tingyuan, she always feels dirty.
Her nightmares, which she had tried to escape, were now enveloped in a cold fog. Ronan was curled up on the sofa, desperate to cry.