She had no idea what kind of ending Tang Qing would have in the future.
*
as the weather became colder, Fu Tingyuan got up from the bench and took Luo Nanchu's hand.
"Let's go."
His warm palms gave her a little warmth.
She nestled in his arms and was held by him in the direction of the parking lot.
It was nearly eleven o'clock when they got home. Luo Yi and Guo Guo were already asleep.
She ate a little supper in the company of Fu Tingyuan, and then went into the bathroom to wash.
After taking a bath, she came out and said to Fu Tingyuan, "go take a bath."
The man had taken off his windbreaker coat and was only wearing a thin shirt. It was just because he had a fight with Xiao Fengting just now, and the white shirt was covered with dust.
When Fu Tingyuan went to take a bath, Luo Nan Chu went out to ask the servant to fetch some detumescence safflower oil.
The man came out of the bathroom in his bathrobe. Ronan sat on the edge of the bed and raised his chin to him: "come here."
Fu Tingyuan took a look at what she had on her hand. She was a little disgusted. She thought the taste was not good.
Luonan first ruthlessly white his one eye: "how old are you, don't be so naive, OK?"
Fu Tingyuan walked over: "you said I would go out tomorrow with this smell. Would people think it was my waist that was bad?"
Ronan was a little speechless at the beginning: "what kind of strange idol burden are you?"
"I just don't want people to misunderstand my abilities."
Luonanchu raised his hand and patted out of bed: "lie down!"
Ability? What ability? I don't know what the hell is in his head all day!
Fu Tingyuan's body was not abraded much, but there were a lot of red and swollen places. His skin was white and the congestion was very obvious.
Luonan first looked at his waist that was kicked by Xiao Fengting a large black green, pour a breath of cool, stretched out his hand to press: "no pain?"
Fu Tingyuan grabbed her finger and gave it a kiss: "this little injury will be better in less than two days. It doesn't hurt. "
Just now the lip corner has broken skin and said it hurts. Now half of my waist is green and I still say it doesn't hurt.
Luonan didn't say a word at the beginning. He poured safflower oil and put it in the palm of his hand. He rubbed the blood for him gently.
The injured place feels very hot, and I don't know how much pain it is. He's OK. He doesn't say a word. The hospital is nearby. I don't know how to have a look.
Sometimes Luonan really thinks that Fu Tingyuan's feeling of pain is different from that of ordinary people.
Ronan lowered his eyes and carefully drugged him. His expression was not very good.
Fu Tingyuan looked at her small face, which looked a little depressed and sad. He held her chin gently and looked up at her.
Luo Nan Chu's eyelashes lifted up, his eyes looked red. Fu Tingyuan looked at her, sucked his nose, and glared at him fiercely: "why!"
The man didn't speak, just raised his lips and laughed, as if she was very interesting now.
She was so angry that she wanted to hit him.
What a fool!
The man held her wrist and pulled her into his arms. Lornan didn't dare to touch the wound on his body at first. He didn't care to refuse him. He relaxed his body and let him embrace her. "What are you doing?"
The man lowered his head and nibbled at her neck: "share the smell of safflower oil on me."
Ronan was shaken by his bite at the beginning, and he was very angry.
She didn't expect that the guy on the brain of the spermatozoa was beaten like this, and she was still in the mood to think about such things.