Chapter 986
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Selina is still full of trust in her sweetheart.
Fu Tingyuan has discussed with Fengjin what to eat. There is a Steakhouse upstairs. It is said that it tastes good. It is just time to take someone to have a taste.
He turned to go, and his wrist was suddenly pinched by Feng Jin. The man's steady voice line now slightly trembled, "court yuan, you turn your head and have a look."
As soon as Luonan raised her head, she looked at Fu Tingyuan's head. She didn't know what it was like. She broke free of Selina's fingers and turned to hide in the dressing room.
Behind her came the sound of rapid footsteps, her heart a tight, subconsciously want to close the door of the dressing room, a hand reached over, against her action of closing the door.
Lornan's eyes fell on the slender white hand, and she pursed her lips slightly.
The man's voice was tense and almost hoarse: "lornan Chu."
Ronan's heart began to tremble. The other party opened the door and came in. She looked at the slender shadow on the ground and unconsciously wanted to hide.
The man reached out and closed the door.
The dressing room is not big, but it can hold just two people.
Ronan looked down at his toes and didn't know what to say.
A hand reached out, pinched her chin and raised her face.
In the dim light and shadow, the man's face was covered with a layer of unreal shadow. Luonan only felt Fu Tingyuan looking at her, and the fingers holding her chin slightly trembled.
"Lornan."
He called her again.
"Why..." She murmured in a low voice.
The man suddenly let go of his hand, and then he hugged her tightly. He felt a little strange and fresh fragrance pouring into his nose, which made Ronan feel uncomfortable at first.
Maybe she really sleeps too long. The smell of Fu Tingyuan is different from that in his memory. It smells like a sense of alienation and indifference.
The other party hugged her tightly, which made her a little breathless. He was not even able to get drunk that night. He just held her like this and did not dare to do anything or move anything.
Luo Nan Chu's face was buried in his hard chest. She felt that Fu Tingyuan's heart beat fast and disorderly. She couldn't help but look up at Fu Tingyuan's expression, but she was pressed by him on the back of his head.
She calmed down and let him hold her tightly.
Do not know how long, Fu Tingyuan just slowly released her, he stood in front of her, drooping eyes at her: "Luo Nan Chu."
"Well?"
"You're not dead."
There was no expression on his face, but his eyes fell on her face, slightly in a trance.
He now looks like he sat on the sofa that night and said word by word, "you finally let me dream of you." It's as like as two peas.
Did he think she was still dreaming?
Ronan pursed her lips slightly, but she couldn't tell what it was like. Her eyes fell on the ring finger of his right hand, and a wedding ring was shining slightly in the somber dressing room.
She gave a silent smile, then drew back her eyes and whispered, "yes. I'm not dead. "
Fu Tingyuan's body gently shakes for a moment, then he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and firmly grasped her hand.
"Eat out."
He seems to have calmed down.
"Well, good." She laughed.
Fu Tingyuan looked at her smile, his eyes wavered slightly, and then he grasped her hand.
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Selina is still full of trust in her sweetheart.
Fu Tingyuan has discussed with Fengjin what to eat. There is a Steakhouse upstairs. It is said that it tastes good. It is just time to take someone to have a taste.
He turned to go, and his wrist was suddenly pinched by Feng Jin. The man's steady voice line now slightly trembled, "court yuan, you turn your head and have a look."
As soon as Luonan raised her head, she looked at Fu Tingyuan's head. She didn't know what it was like. She broke free of Selina's fingers and turned to hide in the dressing room.
Behind her came the sound of rapid footsteps, her heart a tight, subconsciously want to close the door of the dressing room, a hand reached over, against her action of closing the door.
Lornan's eyes fell on the slender white hand, and she pursed her lips slightly.
The man's voice was tense and almost hoarse: "lornan Chu."
Ronan's heart began to tremble. The other party opened the door and came in. She looked at the slender shadow on the ground and unconsciously wanted to hide.
The man reached out and closed the door.
The dressing room is not big, but it can hold just two people.
Ronan looked down at his toes and didn't know what to say.
A hand reached out, pinched her chin and raised her face.
In the dim light and shadow, the man's face was covered with a layer of unreal shadow. Luonan only felt Fu Tingyuan looking at her, and the fingers holding her chin slightly trembled.
"Lornan."
He called her again.
"Why..." She murmured in a low voice.
The man suddenly let go of his hand, and then he hugged her tightly. He felt a little strange and fresh fragrance pouring into his nose, which made Ronan feel uncomfortable at first.
Maybe she really sleeps too long. The smell of Fu Tingyuan is different from that in his memory. It smells like a sense of alienation and indifference.
The other party hugged her tightly, which made her a little breathless. He was not even able to get drunk that night. He just held her like this and did not dare to do anything or move anything.
Luo Nan Chu's face was buried in his hard chest. She felt that Fu Tingyuan's heart beat fast and disorderly. She couldn't help but look up at Fu Tingyuan's expression, but she was pressed by him on the back of his head.
She calmed down and let him hold her tightly.
Do not know how long, Fu Tingyuan just slowly released her, he stood in front of her, drooping eyes at her: "Luo Nan Chu."
"Well?"
"You're not dead."
There was no expression on his face, but his eyes fell on her face, slightly in a trance.
He now looks like he sat on the sofa that night and said word by word, "you finally let me dream of you." It's as like as two peas.
Did he think she was still dreaming?
Ronan pursed her lips slightly, but she couldn't tell what it was like. Her eyes fell on the ring finger of his right hand, and a wedding ring was shining slightly in the somber dressing room.
She gave a silent smile, then drew back her eyes and whispered, "yes. I'm not dead. "
Fu Tingyuan's body gently shakes for a moment, then he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and firmly grasped her hand.
"Eat out."
He seems to have calmed down.
"Well, good." She laughed.
Fu Tingyuan looked at her smile, his eyes wavered slightly, and then he grasped her hand.
Selina is still full of trust in her sweetheart. Fu Tingyuan has discussed with Fengjin what to eat. There is a Steakhouse upstairs. It is said that it tastes good. It is just time to take someone to have a taste. He turned to go, and his wrist was suddenly pinched by Feng Jin. The man's steady voice line now slightly trembled, "court yuan, you turn your head and have a look." As soon as Luonan raised her head, she looked at Fu Tingyuan's head. She didn't know what it was like. She broke free of Selina's fingers and turned to hide in the dressing room. Behind her came the sound of rapid footsteps, her heart a tight, subconsciously want to close the door of the dressing room, a hand reached over, against her action of closing the door. Lornan's eyes fell on the slender white hand, and she pursed her lips slightly. The man's voice was tense and almost hoarse: "lornan Chu." Ronan's heart began to tremble. The other party opened the door and came in. She looked at the slender shadow on the ground and unconsciously wanted to hide. The man reached out and closed the door. The dressing room is not big, but it can hold just two people. Ronan looked down at his toes and didn't know what to say. A hand reached out, pinched her chin and raised her face. In the dim light and shadow, the man's face was covered with a layer of unreal shadow. Luonan only felt Fu Tingyuan looking at her, and the fingers holding her chin slightly trembled. "Lornan." He called her again. "Why..." She murmured in a low voice. The man suddenly let go of his hand, and then he hugged her tightly. He felt a little strange and fresh fragrance pouring into his nose, which made Ronan feel uncomfortable at first. Maybe she really sleeps too long. The smell of Fu Tingyuan is different from that in his memory. It smells like a sense of alienation and indifference. The other party hugged her tightly, which made her a little breathless. He was not even able to get drunk that night. He just held her like this and did not dare to do anything or move anything. Luo Nan Chu's face was buried in his hard chest. She felt that Fu Tingyuan's heart beat fast and disorderly. She couldn't help but look up at Fu Tingyuan's expression, but she was pressed by him on the back of his head. She calmed down and let him hold her tightly. Do not know how long, Fu Tingyuan just slowly released her, he stood in front of her, drooping eyes at her: "Luo Nan Chu." "Well?" "You're not dead." There was no expression on his face, but his eyes fell on her face, slightly in a trance. He now looks like he sat on the sofa that night and said word by word, "you finally let me dream of you." It's as like as two peas. Did he think she was still dreaming? Ronan pursed her lips slightly, but she couldn't tell what it was like. Her eyes fell on the ring finger of his right hand, and a wedding ring was shining slightly in the somber dressing room. She gave a silent smile, then drew back her eyes and whispered, "yes. I'm not dead. " Fu Tingyuan's body gently shakes for a moment, then he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and firmly grasped her hand. "Eat out." He seems to have calmed down. "Well, good." She laughed. Fu Tingyuan looked at her smile, his eyes wavered slightly, and then he grasped her hand.
