Chapter 1847

Don struggled to sit upright from the galloping Ferrari.

She never knew Ronan could drive so fast at first.

After sitting for a while, she felt like she was going to throw up.

The car stopped at the door of a small villa in the center of the city. Luonan was stable at the beginning. Tang Qing opened the door and vomited wildly.

There was nothing in her stomach and intestines. All she vomited was sour water.

"Well, qinger, you are carsick." Ronan first came out of the car and handed her a paper towel with a crooked head.

"Nanchu, you usually drive..." She gasped, "is it all so fast?"

"It seems a bit dangerous tonight, so I can't help but speed it up a bit." She seemed to be a little embarrassed and took Tang Qing's bag out of the carriage, took her hand and led her to the hall of the villa.

The villa seems to have just been bought. It is very empty. There are few pieces of furniture. In the empty hall, there is only a huge tea table and sofa. There are several empty wine bottles on the tea table. Lornan enters the villa and cleanly sweeps the empty wine bottles into the garbage can.

"Qing'er, you sit down first. I'll go to the kitchen to heat some hot water for you."

"Nanchu, I'm fine..." Tang Qing slightly a little stiff standing in front of the sofa, words have not finished, see Luo Nan Chu slender figure to the kitchen side.

She pursed her lips and hesitated to sit on the sofa.

Ronan was probably just moved in, but the smell of paint from the new furniture left a strong smell of wine in the air.

She glanced at the hall and found several empty bottles that ronant had casually stuffed into the corner.

After leaving the night club, the number of times they can meet is also very few. Luonanchu is not willing to share her life with her. She is even a very stubborn person. She will never ask her for help until she has to. No matter how hard life is, she always smiles when she sees her.

She looked at the brand-new villa, and looked at ronanchu humming in the kitchen busy figure, a little confused, but can be sure that in this period of time, luonanchu should have been free from the shackles of her ex husband.

Although she is now in prison, but to see Ronan early happy figure, her heart is also some secret joy.

Ronan quickly cooked the hot water, made tea and came to her.

Tang Qing took over and didn't drink it. He just held it in his hand and looked at Luonan Chuwei with a smile.

She looks beautiful and simple. At the moment, her white face is dense in the steaming heat, with a bit of innocent and attractive flavor. Luonan first walked over and sat beside Tang Qing, stretched out her hand and took Tang Qing's arm, and put her head on her shoulder.

She sighed slowly.

"What's the matter? In the south? " Tang leaned down to ask her.

"Nice to meet you." Ronan first rubbed her shoulder, soft tone, "tilt son, you are different from others, your existence makes me feel very comfortable."

Tang Qing gently laughed. She raised her hand and touched Luo Nanchu's hair. She asked in a warm voice, "how are you doing now, Nanchu?"

Ronan was silent for a moment, then slowly raised his head to look at her. Her eyes are very black, at the moment, under the light, twinkling with the light, like the glass beads wet by the cold fog, at first glance, like a layer of tears.