Chapter 236
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Fu Tingyuan opened his eyes.
The old housekeeper stood at the door and looked at the man's face. His expression was a little strange: "Mr. Fu Miss law looked a little uncomfortable when she came back
He was a little flustered when he thought of lornan coming in from the door.
Fu Tingyuan stood up from the sofa and asked, "where is she now?"
"Miss law has gone back to her bedroom."
“……” Fu Tingyuan nodded in silence and passed the direction of the bedroom.
Looking at Fu Tingyuan's back, the old housekeeper frowned slightly. He didn't know why. He always felt that the atmosphere was a little heavy.
Ronan came back like that
Thinking of that pale face without a trace of expression, the housekeeper felt a shiver in his heart.
*
Fu Tingyuan opened the door and walked in.
The room was quiet and the lights were not turned on. There was a faint light in the bathroom, accompanied by the sound of vomiting.
He opened the door of the bathroom. Lornan was kneeling on the ground, holding the toilet and spitting. The flowers were blooming. She was all wet. The red dress she wore was full of wrinkles. The messy skirt was soaked with hot water. It was spread on the white tiles like a withered rose.
She seemed to hear the opening of the door and looked at him standing at the door. Her face was full of water and her eyebrows were wrinkling with pain. Her eyes were full of tears or water.
She vomited for a long time before she got up from the ground. Her expression on her face looked very tired. Her delicate eyebrows were frowning and her voice was a little hoarse: "I'm going to take a bath. Can you go out first?"
The tone was normal and polite.
In addition to being embarrassed by the hot water, she did not seem to be much different from when she went out, but she looked tired and hard to hide.
Fu Tingyuan's eyes shifted from her face to her neck, and then fixed on those unscrupulous red marks on her white neck. That ambiguous trace, very dense, very conspicuous, even conspicuous to the point of exaggeration, flowed down from her delicate neck and led into her clothes.
Eye hole slightly contracted, he stepped into the bathroom on his shoes, lornan looked at his movement, eyebrows slightly wrinkled, some tired of looking at a man's expressionless but particularly terrifying face.
That pair of dark eyes, fell on her face, with her can not understand the mood.
She did not have the strength to guess his thoughts, or even how to face this person. She did not know why she wanted to come back, but she had to come back.
She fulfilled his promise, and now it is time for him to keep his promise.
Fu Tingyuan came over and reached out to lift the wet hair on her shoulder. The traces covered by the hair were exposed to the light.
Fu Tingyuan felt his stomach and was seized by a pair of invisible hands.
So close, he could smell the smell. She was full of another man's breath.
The string that had been in his head for the whole night suddenly burst, and by the time he reacted, he had torn off Ronan's clothes.
Under the light, those abusive traces, ambiguous, conspicuous, blatant, nowhere to hide.
His heart beat for a while, and a trace of blood filled his eyes, which made Fu Tingyuan's gentle face extremely frightening.
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Fu Tingyuan opened his eyes.
The old housekeeper stood at the door and looked at the man's face. His expression was a little strange: "Mr. Fu Miss law looked a little uncomfortable when she came back
He was a little flustered when he thought of lornan coming in from the door.
Fu Tingyuan stood up from the sofa and asked, "where is she now?"
"Miss law has gone back to her bedroom."
“……” Fu Tingyuan nodded in silence and passed the direction of the bedroom.
Looking at Fu Tingyuan's back, the old housekeeper frowned slightly. He didn't know why. He always felt that the atmosphere was a little heavy.
Ronan came back like that
Thinking of that pale face without a trace of expression, the housekeeper felt a shiver in his heart.
*
Fu Tingyuan opened the door and walked in.
The room was quiet and the lights were not turned on. There was a faint light in the bathroom, accompanied by the sound of vomiting.
He opened the door of the bathroom. Lornan was kneeling on the ground, holding the toilet and spitting. The flowers were blooming. She was all wet. The red dress she wore was full of wrinkles. The messy skirt was soaked with hot water. It was spread on the white tiles like a withered rose.
She seemed to hear the opening of the door and looked at him standing at the door. Her face was full of water and her eyebrows were wrinkling with pain. Her eyes were full of tears or water.
She vomited for a long time before she got up from the ground. Her expression on her face looked very tired. Her delicate eyebrows were frowning and her voice was a little hoarse: "I'm going to take a bath. Can you go out first?"
The tone was normal and polite.
In addition to being embarrassed by the hot water, she did not seem to be much different from when she went out, but she looked tired and hard to hide.
Fu Tingyuan's eyes shifted from her face to her neck, and then fixed on those unscrupulous red marks on her white neck. That ambiguous trace, very dense, very conspicuous, even conspicuous to the point of exaggeration, flowed down from her delicate neck and led into her clothes.
Eye hole slightly contracted, he stepped into the bathroom on his shoes, lornan looked at his movement, eyebrows slightly wrinkled, some tired of looking at a man's expressionless but particularly terrifying face.
That pair of dark eyes, fell on her face, with her can not understand the mood.
She did not have the strength to guess his thoughts, or even how to face this person. She did not know why she wanted to come back, but she had to come back.
She fulfilled his promise, and now it is time for him to keep his promise.
Fu Tingyuan came over and reached out to lift the wet hair on her shoulder. The traces covered by the hair were exposed to the light.
Fu Tingyuan felt his stomach and was seized by a pair of invisible hands.
So close, he could smell the smell. She was full of another man's breath.
The string that had been in his head for the whole night suddenly burst, and by the time he reacted, he had torn off Ronan's clothes.
Under the light, those abusive traces, ambiguous, conspicuous, blatant, nowhere to hide.
His heart beat for a while, and a trace of blood filled his eyes, which made Fu Tingyuan's gentle face extremely frightening.
Fu Tingyuan opened his eyes. The old housekeeper stood at the door and looked at the man's face. His expression was a little strange: "Mr. Fu Miss law looked a little uncomfortable when she came back He was a little flustered when he thought of lornan coming in from the door. Fu Tingyuan stood up from the sofa and asked, "where is she now?" "Miss law has gone back to her bedroom." Fu Tingyuan nodded in silence and passed the direction of the bedroom. Looking at Fu Tingyuan's back, the old housekeeper frowned slightly. He didn't know why. He always felt that the atmosphere was a little heavy. Ronan came back like that Thinking of that pale face without a trace of expression, the housekeeper felt a shiver in his heart. *Fu Tingyuan opened the door and walked in. The room was quiet and the lights were not turned on. There was a faint light in the bathroom, accompanied by the sound of vomiting. He opened the door of the bathroom. Lornan was kneeling on the ground, holding the toilet and spitting. The flowers were blooming. She was all wet. The red dress she wore was full of wrinkles. The messy skirt was soaked with hot water. It was spread on the white tiles like a withered rose. She seemed to hear the opening of the door and looked at him standing at the door. Her face was full of water and her eyebrows were wrinkling with pain. Her eyes were full of tears or water. She vomited for a long time before she got up from the ground. Her expression on her face looked very tired. Her delicate eyebrows were frowning and her voice was a little hoarse: "I'm going to take a bath. Can you go out first?" The tone was normal and polite. In addition to being embarrassed by the hot water, she did not seem to be much different from when she went out, but she looked tired and hard to hide. Fu Tingyuan's eyes shifted from her face to her neck, and then fixed on those unscrupulous red marks on her white neck. That ambiguous trace, very dense, very conspicuous, even conspicuous to the point of exaggeration, flowed down from her delicate neck and led into her clothes. Eye hole slightly contracted, he stepped into the bathroom on his shoes, lornan looked at his movement, eyebrows slightly wrinkled, some tired of looking at a man's expressionless but particularly terrifying face. That pair of dark eyes, fell on her face, with her can not understand the mood. She did not have the strength to guess his thoughts, or even how to face this person. She did not know why she wanted to come back, but she had to come back. She fulfilled his promise, and now it is time for him to keep his promise. Fu Tingyuan came over and reached out to lift the wet hair on her shoulder. The traces covered by the hair were exposed to the light. Fu Tingyuan felt his stomach and was seized by a pair of invisible hands. So close, he could smell the smell. She was full of another man's breath. The string that had been in his head for the whole night suddenly burst, and by the time he reacted, he had torn off Ronan's clothes. Under the light, those abusive traces, ambiguous, conspicuous, blatant, nowhere to hide. His heart beat for a while, and a trace of blood filled his eyes, which made Fu Tingyuan's gentle face extremely frightening.
