Fu Tingyuan looked at her lying under his body, eyes slightly dark down.
He didn't really intend to do it.
After all, I did it once in the morning. I'm afraid Ronan can't bear it at the beginning.
But Ronan started to tease him like this, and he had no resistance to her body.
Fu Tingyuan reached out to pull the zipper of her skirt. Luo Nan turned over her body very well at the beginning of the day. In the middle of the flirtation, the doorbell rang downstairs.
Ronan was kissing him in a vague voice: "don't worry."
After a while.
The doorbell downstairs doesn't depend on it.
There was no interest in the room.
Lornan was lying on the bed dejectedly. "I'll see who it is."
Fu Tingyuan stood up: "I'll go and have a look."
He glanced at her messy clothes and said, "tidy up first."
Luonan is just like a spring flower. How can he be seen by outsiders.
She sat on the bed and folded her lapels, nodded her head cleverly: "then you will come back early."
Fu Tingyuan turned and went downstairs.
Ronan had his clothes sorted out before he went downstairs.
In the living room, she was carrying a suitcase with her make-up. Her dress was different from that in the afternoon. She was dressed neatly with short sleeves and wide legged pants. It was very refreshing.
Seeing Ronan walking down, her smile was still a little embarrassed Well, I'm not disturbing you, are you
She did not expect that Fu Tingyuan, who will be engaged to Lu Mingyou next month, will appear in the villa of luonanchu.
She just planned to hide in luonanchu's villa to deal with the emergency. Who could have thought that the one who opened the door was Fu Tingyuan with a stinking face.
Ronan took a look at the suitcase next to her, hesitated for a moment, came over and gently pulled the man aside, and asked, "Rong Rong, what's the matter?"
Huarong is a little hard to talk about. After pursing her lips, she said, "it's nothing It's just chicken hair. "
Ronan was stunned for a moment: "ah?"
Hua Rong turned to Fu Tingyuan and asked, "when will you return to England?"
Fu Tingyuan leaned on the sofa and glanced at her coolly.
It's terrible for a man to be dissatisfied. Huarong is shivered by his cool eyes. But what kind of woman is she? She raises her chin and says, "I'm going to your wedding anyway. Take me with you. "
Fu Tingyuan tone has no conscience: "I have no interest in joining you and Fengjin that pile of broken things."
Huarong is a little anxious: "Hello, at least a friend, can't see the death without help?"
"No more."
"Fu Tingyuan, you..."
The flower looks like it's going to be fried.
Ronan had to come out at the beginning.
"Stop fighting." She whispered, "didn't you hear anything?"
"What sound..." Huarong said, the voice dropped down, and then thought of a change in look, stepped on high-heeled shoes to open the door.
Night wind poured in, blowing Huarong trouser legs "Shua Shua" ring, she stood at the door to watch captain Xia come out of the tank, helpless came to her and said: "young lady, don't make trouble with our generals, let's go home?"
Huarong incredulously raised his head and looked at the Phoenix brocade which came down from the car not far away. After gnashing his teeth for a long time, he said, "Fengjin, you've made a fortune, aren't you?"