Fu Tingyuan took her to the bathroom for a bath.

Ronan had no strength all over his body, and even the strength to lift his fingers was squeezed dry by him. He leaned on his arms soft and obedient, like a full cat.

The man's fingers gently pierced her cold wet hair falling on her shoulder, looked down at her exhausted appearance, and chuckled in a low voice: "if only you could be so good in the future."

Ronan raised his eyelids and took a look at him. He snorted with no strength to show his disdain for this sentence.

Fu Tingyuan looked at her, chuckled a few times, shook his head, washed the turbid liquid from her body, wrapped her in warm bath towel, and took her out of the bathroom.

It's a day of lust.

Ronan was lying on the bed and watching the rising sun. The whole person was soft and had no strength.

The man sat next to her and gently wiped her hair with a dry towel. Seeing that she was drowsy, he gave her a push: "don't sleep. Dry your hair before you go to sleep. "

Ronan snorted softly.

Fu Yuan took out her hair in the drawer and let her smile.

More than half a year has passed.

Ronan's hair, which had been cut short at the beginning, has now grown to the shoulders.

Time really goes by very quickly. In a few days, I will think about the hundred days of birth.

Because with her, so even the passage of time seems to make people unconscious.

Happy days always seem easy and short.

Like her unknowingly long hair, time is also unconsciously passing.

But he didn't feel it was long.

Day after day, the distance between night and day is not clear because of this person.

There will be no more sleepless nights, no need to sit in bed smoking, watching the dim light and shadow become bright bit by bit.

Happiness for him, is no longer insomnia.

After blowing out his hair, Ronan was already asleep in his arms.

Her hair was blown up by him because of her posture.

But when I fell asleep, it seemed a little childish and lovely.

He put the hair dryer away, put people in the quilt, and watched Ronan curl up in the quilt without any sense of security.

A sense of security.

It seems that for a long time, when she sleeps alone, she curls up pitifully.

Psychologically, people who sleep like this lack a sense of security.

In order to correct her unhealthy sleeping position, when they were sleeping together, he forced her to hold her, spread her hands and feet, and let her lie in his arms.

However, in recent days, the opinions on him occupied her rational highland again. Although she didn't say anything more, her subconscious reaction came out during sleep.

Pathetic, like a cat abandoned by its owner.

Clearly had a good love for her, return him to sleep so pitifully.

Fu Tingyuan stood by the bedside and looked at her for a while. He lifted the quilt and went in with him and took the man around.

Luonan was first noisy, not satisfied to lift his eyelids, Fu Tingyuan put her face in his arms: "what to see, sleep."

Looking at her like a small animal like and obedient sleep in the past, he was a little satisfied with this, hugging people to lean on the head of the bed.