Chapter 311

"I know I'm afraid?" Fu Ting opened the window to let in fresh air.

Ning Wan seems to have no strong momentum, and his body is also short. "What I just said, Fu never cares."

"You're good at talking nonsense. Success has pissed me off!" Fu Ting said softly and took out a cigarette.

"Mr. Fu, it's getting late. Shall we go back?" Ning Wan carefully looks at Fu ting.

Fu Ting smoked and closed his eyes slowly. "You don't think I'll let you go, do you?"

When the car was locked, Ning Wan couldn't leave at all, pleaded in a low voice: "ha ha, it's just me that's wrong. Let's go back first and have a good chat, OK?"

"There's no one here, it's better to chat."

Ning Wan was confused and racked his brain to think how to get away.

Fu Ting took a cigarette in his mouth and looked at it with his chin on. "Get off or here?"

"Take me back or take me back?"

"Well?" Fu Ting's eyes were cold.

When the mobile phone rings, Ning Wan hesitates for half a second and immediately picks up, "brother Bai."

"The first day of the incident is a bit of an eyebrow, but the perpetrator hesitated, saying that it was his fault, saying that it was instigated by others, so it was very difficult to deal with..."

Listen to an Bai finish saying, Ning Wan heart very angry, "trouble elder brother an to help me continue to investigate, must let that person tell the truth."

She didn't want to die in vain during the day.

Hung up the phone, Ning Wan is not in the mood to coax Fu Ting, "send me back."

"Do you always think about anbai no matter what happens?"

Rather Wan did not hear this with jealousy, indifferent to say: "I have nothing to do with you."

"Ha ha What a good one! "

"Open the door, I want to go back!"

Fu Ting smiled coldly, continued to smoke and looked at Ning Wan. The calmer he is, the more afraid Ning Wan is.

The smoke in his hand finally finished. He opened the door and went out.

The rain continued to fall, rather than so much, from the car down to run out.

Fu Ting rushes over and grabs Ning Wan's shoulder.

Ning Wan was shocked and his voice trembled. "Mr. Fu, you shouldn't be so hungry as to treat me?"

"What if I say so?"

"Go away!" Ning Wan waves her arm, but she can't push Fu Ting away.

It's raining hard. Ning Wan's hair and clothes are wet. When the coolness came, she could not help shivering.

Fu Ting suddenly stooped and carried it on his shoulder.

The cabin looks small, but it has everything in it.

It seems that some people have prepared for it. There are some snacks and juice on the table. The flowers on the windowsill are fresh and fragrant.

There was a fire in the fireplace near the wall, and it was very hot. Beside the fireplace was a thick blanket, hairy and comfortable to sit on.

The fire is burning very fast. When the wet and cold clothes touch the hot fire, Ning Wan shivers and sneezes.

Fu Ting did not know where to make a blanket and wrapped it around Ning Wan.

Thanks came to her, but she couldn't say anything.

Fu Ting pressed her to sit in front of the fireplace, moved a small table over, and brought food and juice. "Have some first."

Ning Wan has no appetite at all. She just wants to go back.

"Don't say go back!"

Rather Wan dare not speak, staring at the burning fire.

After a while, Fu Ting came with a cup of hot water and put it in her hand.

It was hot in the palm of the hand. It spread to all parts of the body. It didn't seem so cold all of a sudden.

Fu Ting appeared behind Ning Wan, covering a large piece of light and shadow.

She was so nervous that she looked at her head askew, her voice trembling, "you What do you want to do? "

Fu Ting didn't speak. He lowered his head and wiped her hair. He wiped it carefully, inch by inch, bit by bit, not letting go of any wet place.

As the temperature increased, Ning Wan gradually felt short of breath and turned around to grab the towel. "I'll just wipe myself."

"Give it to me!"

Ning Wan looks at Fu Ting's ferocious expression and hands the towel to him involuntarily.

Fu Ting looked serious, continued to wipe, and took a hair dryer to blow her hair.

It seems that he has never blown his hair to others. His technique is a little stiff, but he is careful

"You blow your hair for the first time?"

"What do you say?" Fu Ting is attached to her ear. Her voice is hoarse and deep, with a certain taste of temptation.

Ning Wan closed his mouth and all nerves tightened.

The clothes on Ning Wan's body are all wet, and the curve of his body is exposed. Fu Ting lowered his eyes and tightened his throat. Gradually, his body was hot and his muscles were tight. Every cell was shouting.

She did not dare to move and sat stiffly, for fear that he might suddenly do something."Why not? Well? " Fu Ting said, lifting his hand to smooth a wisp of wet hair in Ning Wan's eyes behind his ears. At this time, he felt her shaking violently.

He suddenly raised his upper body and made Ning Wan scream, as if facing the enemy. His small face was white, his red lips were trembling, his eyes were round, and there were raindrops on his eyelashes. He was like a small animal under the hand of a fierce animal. He was extremely sensitive, beautiful and fragile, and wanted to destroy it.

In fact, he just wanted to stretch his arm to turn on the floor lamp not far away, and to see the people under him clearly.

But now

"You are beautiful."

Ordinary to not in ordinary praise, from the mouth of Fu Ting said it seems to have a different taste. Ning Wan's ears are hot and his cheeks are hot.

Zizi - Fire spouted from the fireplace.

Ning Wan was frightened and hurriedly evacuated. Behind him was the hot chest, and the sound of the heart was very strong.

Fu Ting gasped and raised his hand to touch Ning Wan's cheek again. The temperature in the room was getting higher and higher. It seemed that it was a hot summer, which made people unable to breathe.

His hands moved around her ears, pressing her earlobes gently.

Ning Wan shivered and leaned forward with her head down.

He grabbed her body in time, and her frightened expression was lovely, just to please him. His heart is like a little claw itching, catering to his heart.

He lowered his head slowly

"Don't mess about! Wuwu...... "

He kisses hot, and can't wait, just like a kid, regardless, reckless.

Gradually, each other's breathing became short. Ning Wan was pressed on the blanket as if to melt.

As he gasped, Ning Wan pleaded in a low voice: "don't Don't... "

He took her to his chest, the small hand in front of him, the eyes are very gentle, "resistance is invalid!"

"Calculate Please... " Ning Wan is fighting against himself and against him. If he keeps looking at himself like this, the building in her heart will collapse.

"It's no use begging me!" His hands were on her ear, his forehead against her.

Ning Wan is so nervous that he is at a loss.

Her evasive and nervous manner made him want to hug her more.

Bending over, he picked her up and walked up the stairs step by step.

Ning Wan kicked her legs. "You're crazy!"

"Tonight, you think I'm crazy!"