"Fu Tingyuan, let me go Ah

She was crushed to the bed.

The man's tall body shrouded over, casting a heavy shadow.

He bowed his head and kissed him, and Ronan first tasted the bitterness of the Potion on his lips.

This guy, it's really killing me!

And there is no way to resist him, and there is no reason to say that he is.

*

when I woke up the next day, there was a smell of safflower oil in the air.

Luo Nan Chu's whole body was rubbed by the safflower oil on Fu Tingyuan's body. He could not even take a bath.

She got out of bed and opened the window.

The man looked a little sleepy, felt the sun glare, reached out to block the light.

She drew the curtain and climbed back to bed to see Fu Tingyuan.

The swelling on his face had obviously subsided, and the wound on the corner of his lip was scabby. When she opened the quilt a little, she saw that the black green on his waist was only a little light.

The resilience is amazing.

On the contrary, it was the blood stains she accidentally scratched at the moment of passion last night, which was still obvious.

Ronan began to rub his waist, very uncomfortable.

You can't get used to him.

Last night, this guy relied on herself as a wounded person. She didn't dare to do it. She pressed her on the bed for a long time. She tried all kinds of strange postures, which made her waist ache.

Seeing that Fu Tingyuan was still sleepy, Luonan didn't quarrel with him at the beginning. He put on his home clothes and got out of bed with light hands and feet, and went into the bathroom to wash.

She seldom gets up earlier than Fu Tingyuan, but the servants are somewhat surprised, "good morning, Miss Luo."

"Good morning." She laughed.

"And Mr. Fu? Haven't you got up yet

"Well, he's got a waist injury. He needs a rest."

Several older servants chuckled at the words and secretly said to Ronan, "Miss Luo, ask Mr. Fu to be more restrained. He is also in his thirties. Men, on the one hand, have been declining with age, and now they are overused, and they will be no better in the future. "

They're talking about their sex life Very concerned. Fu Tingyuan seems to think right, his waist is indeed very concerned.

Ronan gave a slight cough: "OK. I'll tell him. "

Although she didn't realize it, Fu Tingyuan's current ability in that respect What kind of a drop.

In other words, it is much more perfect than his original broken technology

She didn't forget how miserable the guy had made her the first time when he patronized him.

After breakfast, she took a glass of milk and a piece of bread and went back to the bedroom.

Fu Tingyuan is still sleeping.

He was injured and needed a lot of sleep time to replenish his energy.

On the one hand, he is like a wild animal.

She went over, put the milk and bread on the bedside table, looked at him for a moment, then opened the door and left.

Luonan first went downstairs and sat on the sofa to change his shoes. The servant asked curiously, "Miss Luo, where are you going next?"

"I'll go back to my dad's house." She stood up from the sofa. "When the next court yuan wakes up, you can tell him that I will be back soon. Let him not worry."

The servant was stunned for a moment: "what are you doing home?"

"Find someone."

At the beginning of his speech, Ronan walked away with his bag.

Luo Juntian has been hospitalized for almost a week.

Since the bank card of Luo Zhiying was stopped, Luo Zhiying never appeared in front of her.

Although I have been extremely disappointed with her But to be honest, she still wants to ask whether she really does not intend to go to the hospital to see Luo Juntian once.

Luo Zhiying had no financial resources, and she also wanted to know what she was living on during this period of time.