What can make a man like him lose control.

And what will let him push her away and can't help but get close.

He loved her so much.

Love to desperate, love to lose everything, but also to keep his love for her.

She knows.

She knows.

It's for her to know that this man is in this situation.

That's why he was so stupid.

Yan Qingfeng said that Lu Mingyou is the ambition of all men in the world, but he gave up everything for her.

He didn't say anything, only one person did it silently. If Yan Qingfeng didn't tell her, he might hide her to death.

It's so cold and cold, but it's like a burning fire.

How can there be such an asshole as Fu Tingyuan? How can he be so ardently and paranoid in love with this bastard.

She couldn't help but cry again, lying in his arms, tears wet his skirt.

Greedy for his gentleness, but reluctant to let him suffer, she really did not know what to do this time.

"I didn't hurt you again. You are crying hard now." He touched her hair and laughed at her. "You're really good at what you're talking about. Tell me more when you have time. It makes me happy, huh? "

"A nuisance."

Fu Tingyuan said with a smile, "who makes you fall in love with me

Ronan wanted to bite him at first, but he couldn't bear it. After grinding his teeth, he raised his head and gave him a kiss on the lip.

Fu Tingyuan's eyes are bright, looking at her eyes particularly clear, he pinched her chin, "kiss again."

Ronan looked up at him for a moment, then put his head together and gave him a kiss on the lips.

Fu Tingyuan chuckled and hugged her: "good girl."

Luonanchu also hugged him, body temperature and body temperature overlap together, there is a kind of slightly tipsy aftertaste.

Just holding him, she felt satisfied.

She used to like this man so much.

She felt a crack in her heart at the thought that he would marry another woman.

She buried her face in his chest to smell the man.

The smell of blood, smoke, and the smell of this man alone.

Even if you really want to die, you should die with him.

Ronan closed his eyes and felt secure in his heart.

*

after lunch, Luo Nan Chu came to disinfect the wound on the corner of Fu Tingyuan's eye with a medicine box.

When she washed his wound, she felt how deep it was.

Her hands shaking slightly with cotton, Fu Tingyuan looked at her, pinched her fingers and smeared disinfectant on his wound.

"Call me if you feel pain." She bit her lips and looked at the ferocious scar. "If it hurts, bite my hand."

"Lornan."

"Well?"

"It's a little painful."

She heart sharp son jump, cross hand hand wrist hand to him: "you bite."

Fu Tingyuan gave a low smile and put out the tip of his tongue to lick her palm.

Luo Nan's first hand trembles, nearly pastes the cotton in his eye, Fu Tingyuan bit her fingertip, the voice is low: "continue."

Ronan's face turned a little red.

"Can you..." "Don't mess around when I'm working?" she muttered

He still very shameless bit her hand: "hard to touch you, you must let me have some fun to spend some time."

Ronan was bitten by him for the first time. She wanted to draw her hand back, but she sighed a little when she saw that he was enjoying himself. She restrained the impulse to stop her hand and focused on treating the wound for him.