Chapter 829
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His eyes fell on her face, and the temperature and sight were so soft that he could not detect any emotion.
Ronan turned his head and looked at him, but he just looked at her, smiling, very gentle and plain.
She took her eyes back and sulked alone.
After dinner, Ronan entered the bathroom for the first time.
The weather here is too cold at night. If you don't hurry to wash it, you can't stand it at night.
When she came out of the bath wrapped in a blanket, Fu Tingyuan had already cleaned the fast food boxes on the table.
He sat on the sofa smoking, saw her come out, raised his chin slightly.
Ronan first followed his eyes and saw the small cake he had bought on the table.
She went to take the cake, sat beside Fu Tingyuan and tore the wrapping paper.
Luo Nan first dug a sharp point and handed it to Fu Tingyuan's lips: "ah --"
Fu Tingyuan puffed a smoke at her: "don't make trouble."
"Open your mouth."
"I don't like sweets."
"Eat it."
“……” He pauses for a moment, looks at her one eye, and then seems to be very helpless, reluctant to eat a bite.
"Is it delicious?"
"Generally." He couldn't judge sweets as good or bad.
Nan Chu turned over from the sofa, stood up, climbed to his knees, swaggered up, and handed him a spoon: "that you try more."
Fu Tingyuan leaned on the sofa and looked at the little woman sitting on his lap. He didn't buy her new clothes, so he was still wearing that pale disease suit, delicate and delicate, with a small willful temper between his eyebrows.
I'm afraid she will not change her indulgence until she dies.
And he's damned cute.
He looks like Qin lie, totally hopeless.
He opened his mouth to eat, propped his face against the sofa, tilted his head and looked at her low voice smile: "ronanchu, do you love me so much now?"
Ronan choked for the first time, dug a mouthful of cream and stopped his mouth. "I don't know what you're talking about."
The man spit a cigarette ring at her, carelessly exposed her careful thinking: "you so protect food, but also divide my own sweet food, not heartache bad, how can it be? Do you feel sad to see me hurt? "
Luonan opened his eyes slightly and looked at Fu Tingyuan's face, trying to paste his face with cake.
She couldn't speak for a long time - of course, she couldn't think of any sophistry - she just opened her eyes and glared at Fu Tingyuan's narcissistic and shameless face. Fu Tingyuan looked at her sluggish appearance and couldn't help laughing. He put his hand on her back, pressed her into his arms, and raised his hand to caress her hair.
Ronan was lying in his arms and looked up at him.
His eyes were gentle and bright in the dim light.
She looked at him like this, and her heart was slightly sour.
"You go back." She didn't know what had happened to him. But since it is not the Yan Family accident or bankruptcy, then everything has room for maneuver. Even if Yanzong doesn't care about him, Yan Qingfeng will not ignore him.
At least he doesn't need to make himself black and blue.
Fu Tingyuan looked at her with a smile and did not speak.
He seems to be like this all the time.
He would keep the things he didn't intend to let her know.
Like now, she doesn't know why he's here, and he's not going to tell.
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His eyes fell on her face, and the temperature and sight were so soft that he could not detect any emotion.
Ronan turned his head and looked at him, but he just looked at her, smiling, very gentle and plain.
She took her eyes back and sulked alone.
After dinner, Ronan entered the bathroom for the first time.
The weather here is too cold at night. If you don't hurry to wash it, you can't stand it at night.
When she came out of the bath wrapped in a blanket, Fu Tingyuan had already cleaned the fast food boxes on the table.
He sat on the sofa smoking, saw her come out, raised his chin slightly.
Ronan first followed his eyes and saw the small cake he had bought on the table.
She went to take the cake, sat beside Fu Tingyuan and tore the wrapping paper.
Luo Nan first dug a sharp point and handed it to Fu Tingyuan's lips: "ah --"
Fu Tingyuan puffed a smoke at her: "don't make trouble."
"Open your mouth."
"I don't like sweets."
"Eat it."
“……” He pauses for a moment, looks at her one eye, and then seems to be very helpless, reluctant to eat a bite.
"Is it delicious?"
"Generally." He couldn't judge sweets as good or bad.
Nan Chu turned over from the sofa, stood up, climbed to his knees, swaggered up, and handed him a spoon: "that you try more."
Fu Tingyuan leaned on the sofa and looked at the little woman sitting on his lap. He didn't buy her new clothes, so he was still wearing that pale disease suit, delicate and delicate, with a small willful temper between his eyebrows.
I'm afraid she will not change her indulgence until she dies.
And he's damned cute.
He looks like Qin lie, totally hopeless.
He opened his mouth to eat, propped his face against the sofa, tilted his head and looked at her low voice smile: "ronanchu, do you love me so much now?"
Ronan choked for the first time, dug a mouthful of cream and stopped his mouth. "I don't know what you're talking about."
The man spit a cigarette ring at her, carelessly exposed her careful thinking: "you so protect food, but also divide my own sweet food, not heartache bad, how can it be? Do you feel sad to see me hurt? "
Luonan opened his eyes slightly and looked at Fu Tingyuan's face, trying to paste his face with cake.
She couldn't speak for a long time - of course, she couldn't think of any sophistry - she just opened her eyes and glared at Fu Tingyuan's narcissistic and shameless face. Fu Tingyuan looked at her sluggish appearance and couldn't help laughing. He put his hand on her back, pressed her into his arms, and raised his hand to caress her hair.
Ronan was lying in his arms and looked up at him.
His eyes were gentle and bright in the dim light.
She looked at him like this, and her heart was slightly sour.
"You go back." She didn't know what had happened to him. But since it is not the Yan Family accident or bankruptcy, then everything has room for maneuver. Even if Yanzong doesn't care about him, Yan Qingfeng will not ignore him.
At least he doesn't need to make himself black and blue.
Fu Tingyuan looked at her with a smile and did not speak.
He seems to be like this all the time.
He would keep the things he didn't intend to let her know.
Like now, she doesn't know why he's here, and he's not going to tell.
His eyes fell on her face, and the temperature and sight were so soft that he could not detect any emotion. Ronan turned his head and looked at him, but he just looked at her, smiling, very gentle and plain. She took her eyes back and sulked alone. After dinner, Ronan entered the bathroom for the first time. The weather here is too cold at night. If you don't hurry to wash it, you can't stand it at night. When she came out of the bath wrapped in a blanket, Fu Tingyuan had already cleaned the fast food boxes on the table. He sat on the sofa smoking, saw her come out, raised his chin slightly. Ronan first followed his eyes and saw the small cake he had bought on the table. She went to take the cake, sat beside Fu Tingyuan and tore the wrapping paper. Luo Nan first dug a sharp point and handed it to Fu Tingyuan's lips: "ah --" Fu Tingyuan puffed a smoke at her: "don't make trouble." "Open your mouth." "I don't like sweets." "Eat it." He pauses for a moment, looks at her one eye, and then seems to be very helpless, reluctant to eat a bite. "Is it delicious?" "Generally." He couldn't judge sweets as good or bad. Nan Chu turned over from the sofa, stood up, climbed to his knees, swaggered up, and handed him a spoon: "that you try more." Fu Tingyuan leaned on the sofa and looked at the little woman sitting on his lap. He didn't buy her new clothes, so he was still wearing that pale disease suit, delicate and delicate, with a small willful temper between his eyebrows. I'm afraid she will not change her indulgence until she dies. And he's damned cute. He looks like Qin lie, totally hopeless. He opened his mouth to eat, propped his face against the sofa, tilted his head and looked at her low voice smile: "ronanchu, do you love me so much now?" Ronan choked for the first time, dug a mouthful of cream and stopped his mouth. "I don't know what you're talking about." The man spit a cigarette ring at her, carelessly exposed her careful thinking: "you so protect food, but also divide my own sweet food, not heartache bad, how can it be? Do you feel sad to see me hurt? " Luonan opened his eyes slightly and looked at Fu Tingyuan's face, trying to paste his face with cake. She couldn't speak for a long time - of course, she couldn't think of any sophistry - she just opened her eyes and glared at Fu Tingyuan's narcissistic and shameless face. Fu Tingyuan looked at her sluggish appearance and couldn't help laughing. He put his hand on her back, pressed her into his arms, and raised his hand to caress her hair. Ronan was lying in his arms and looked up at him. His eyes were gentle and bright in the dim light. She looked at him like this, and her heart was slightly sour. "You go back." She didn't know what had happened to him. But since it is not the Yan Family accident or bankruptcy, then everything has room for maneuver. Even if Yanzong doesn't care about him, Yan Qingfeng will not ignore him. At least he doesn't need to make himself black and blue. Fu Tingyuan looked at her with a smile and did not speak. He seems to be like this all the time. He would keep the things he didn't intend to let her know. Like now, she doesn't know why he's here, and he's not going to tell.
