Chapter 195
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When Luonan finished washing, he came out of the bathroom and saw that Fu Tingyuan was still standing by the window looking at the glass.
The name she had written unconsciously by her hand had been covered with water vapor, and there were only mottled water marks left on the glass window. She went over, took the tie on one side, raised her hand and stood in front of the man to tie it for him.
Fu Tingyuan lowered his head and looked at her lovely and gentle eyebrows. Her bathrobe was very loose. From his point of view, he could see her long and beautiful clavicle and soft and full chest, and there were traces of his teeth and fingers on them. It won't hurt, but it's ambiguous.
He moved his eyes a little, and he could see the kiss marks on her ears that he left last night. The traces were blue and blue. They flowed down from her white ears. From her neck to her back, they were mottled and dense, giving off a sensational smell.
Fu Tingyuan leaned over his head and bit the earlobe that he had kissed last night. Luo Nanchu's body trembled slightly, but there was no other action. She tied his tie for him, and stood there looking at him obediently, letting his deep eyes fall on her full of love traces.
He did not have other movements, raised his hand and patted her hair gently, and said faintly, "go and change clothes."
Luonan nodded at the beginning, turned to take out a suit of clothes from the wardrobe, took a look at Fu Tingyuan, then opened the door of the bathroom and walked in.
The man leaned against the window, lit a cigarette, his eyes through the mist floating in front of him, some obscure dark smile.
Very good.
As expected, he was very good.
*
at half past four, they set out.
The day is not completely light up, coupled with the continuous rainy weather, all the way through, surrounded by the sound of water and darkness, making people feel restless for no reason.
Luo Nan lowered his head and sent a message to Yin Mo Bei, telling him that she was coming with Fu Tingyuan.
In less than ten seconds, there was a simple word -- [hmmm].
It should be sleeping.
I didn't sleep all night.
The man, like her, was too worried to sleep.
She closed her eyes and her mind floated in the sound of the rain around her.
Fu Tingyuan's car was not driving fast. Seeing her close her eyes, he turned off the music. Luonan opened his eyes and whispered, "I'm not sleepy."
Fu Tingyuan looked at her, she shook her head: "can't sleep."
With the music on, she's not so upset.
Fu Tingyuan withdrew his sight and started the music again.
Forty minutes later, they arrived at the hospital.
At the gate of the hospital, the medical staff and Yin Mobei had already been waiting there. The tall and slender young man had a slightly gloomy face. He had not slept for two days and nights, and his eyelids were covered with a faint dark green. Fu Tingyuan looked at him and nodded slightly at him.
Yin Mo opened to the north and watched Fu Tingyuan follow the medical staff into the blood drawing room. He went to one side and stood there, took out a cigarette to light, took a strong breath, and then closed his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath.
As soon as Ronan walked past, he saw his cigarette fingers trembling slightly, though his expression was still as calm as ever.
"Thank you." He opened his eyes to her.
Ronan's pale lips pulled out a sneer. "I'm not trying to save you. You don't have to thank me."
Yin Mobei looked at her calmly, with a little apathy: "the results are the same."
Ronan first slightly clenched his fingers, gritting his teeth and swearing: "white eyed wolf!"
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When Luonan finished washing, he came out of the bathroom and saw that Fu Tingyuan was still standing by the window looking at the glass.
The name she had written unconsciously by her hand had been covered with water vapor, and there were only mottled water marks left on the glass window. She went over, took the tie on one side, raised her hand and stood in front of the man to tie it for him.
Fu Tingyuan lowered his head and looked at her lovely and gentle eyebrows. Her bathrobe was very loose. From his point of view, he could see her long and beautiful clavicle and soft and full chest, and there were traces of his teeth and fingers on them. It won't hurt, but it's ambiguous.
He moved his eyes a little, and he could see the kiss marks on her ears that he left last night. The traces were blue and blue. They flowed down from her white ears. From her neck to her back, they were mottled and dense, giving off a sensational smell.
Fu Tingyuan leaned over his head and bit the earlobe that he had kissed last night. Luo Nanchu's body trembled slightly, but there was no other action. She tied his tie for him, and stood there looking at him obediently, letting his deep eyes fall on her full of love traces.
He did not have other movements, raised his hand and patted her hair gently, and said faintly, "go and change clothes."
Luonan nodded at the beginning, turned to take out a suit of clothes from the wardrobe, took a look at Fu Tingyuan, then opened the door of the bathroom and walked in.
The man leaned against the window, lit a cigarette, his eyes through the mist floating in front of him, some obscure dark smile.
Very good.
As expected, he was very good.
*
at half past four, they set out.
The day is not completely light up, coupled with the continuous rainy weather, all the way through, surrounded by the sound of water and darkness, making people feel restless for no reason.
Luo Nan lowered his head and sent a message to Yin Mo Bei, telling him that she was coming with Fu Tingyuan.
In less than ten seconds, there was a simple word -- [hmmm].
It should be sleeping.
I didn't sleep all night.
The man, like her, was too worried to sleep.
She closed her eyes and her mind floated in the sound of the rain around her.
Fu Tingyuan's car was not driving fast. Seeing her close her eyes, he turned off the music. Luonan opened his eyes and whispered, "I'm not sleepy."
Fu Tingyuan looked at her, she shook her head: "can't sleep."
With the music on, she's not so upset.
Fu Tingyuan withdrew his sight and started the music again.
Forty minutes later, they arrived at the hospital.
At the gate of the hospital, the medical staff and Yin Mobei had already been waiting there. The tall and slender young man had a slightly gloomy face. He had not slept for two days and nights, and his eyelids were covered with a faint dark green. Fu Tingyuan looked at him and nodded slightly at him.
Yin Mo opened to the north and watched Fu Tingyuan follow the medical staff into the blood drawing room. He went to one side and stood there, took out a cigarette to light, took a strong breath, and then closed his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath.
As soon as Ronan walked past, he saw his cigarette fingers trembling slightly, though his expression was still as calm as ever.
"Thank you." He opened his eyes to her.
Ronan's pale lips pulled out a sneer. "I'm not trying to save you. You don't have to thank me."
Yin Mobei looked at her calmly, with a little apathy: "the results are the same."
Ronan first slightly clenched his fingers, gritting his teeth and swearing: "white eyed wolf!"
When Luonan finished washing, he came out of the bathroom and saw that Fu Tingyuan was still standing by the window looking at the glass. The name she had written unconsciously by her hand had been covered with water vapor, and there were only mottled water marks left on the glass window. She went over, took the tie on one side, raised her hand and stood in front of the man to tie it for him. Fu Tingyuan lowered his head and looked at her lovely and gentle eyebrows. Her bathrobe was very loose. From his point of view, he could see her long and beautiful clavicle and soft and full chest, and there were traces of his teeth and fingers on them. It won't hurt, but it's ambiguous. He moved his eyes a little, and he could see the kiss marks on her ears that he left last night. The traces were blue and blue. They flowed down from her white ears. From her neck to her back, they were mottled and dense, giving off a sensational smell. Fu Tingyuan leaned over his head and bit the earlobe that he had kissed last night. Luo Nanchu's body trembled slightly, but there was no other action. She tied his tie for him, and stood there looking at him obediently, letting his deep eyes fall on her full of love traces. He did not have other movements, raised his hand and patted her hair gently, and said faintly, "go and change clothes." Luonan nodded at the beginning, turned to take out a suit of clothes from the wardrobe, took a look at Fu Tingyuan, then opened the door of the bathroom and walked in. The man leaned against the window, lit a cigarette, his eyes through the mist floating in front of him, some obscure dark smile. Very good. As expected, he was very good. *at half past four, they set out. The day is not completely light up, coupled with the continuous rainy weather, all the way through, surrounded by the sound of water and darkness, making people feel restless for no reason. Luo Nan lowered his head and sent a message to Yin Mo Bei, telling him that she was coming with Fu Tingyuan. In less than ten seconds, there was a simple word -- hmmm. It should be sleeping. I didn't sleep all night. The man, like her, was too worried to sleep. She closed her eyes and her mind floated in the sound of the rain around her. Fu Tingyuan's car was not driving fast. Seeing her close her eyes, he turned off the music. Luonan opened his eyes and whispered, "I'm not sleepy." Fu Tingyuan looked at her, she shook her head: "can't sleep." With the music on, she's not so upset. Fu Tingyuan withdrew his sight and started the music again. Forty minutes later, they arrived at the hospital. At the gate of the hospital, the medical staff and Yin Mobei had already been waiting there. The tall and slender young man had a slightly gloomy face. He had not slept for two days and nights, and his eyelids were covered with a faint dark green. Fu Tingyuan looked at him and nodded slightly at him. Yin Mo opened to the north and watched Fu Tingyuan follow the medical staff into the blood drawing room. He went to one side and stood there, took out a cigarette to light, took a strong breath, and then closed his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath. As soon as Ronan walked past, he saw his cigarette fingers trembling slightly, though his expression was still as calm as ever. "Thank you." He opened his eyes to her. Ronan's pale lips pulled out a sneer. "I'm not trying to save you. You don't have to thank me." Yin Mobei looked at her calmly, with a little apathy: "the results are the same." Ronan first slightly clenched his fingers, gritting his teeth and swearing: "white eyed wolf!"
