Something would make a man like him get out of control.

What would make him push her away and then couldn't help but get closer.

He loved her so much.

Love to the point of desperate and desperate, love to the point of losing everything, and to keep his love for her alone.

She knows it all.

She knows it all.

knew that this man had fallen to this point for her sake.

That's why he was too stupid.

Yan Qingfeng said that Lu Mingyou was the ambition of all men in the world, but he threw everything away for her.

He didn't say anything, he just did it silently, if Yan Qingfeng didn't tell her, he might have to hide it from her until death.

is obviously such a cold and cold person, but when he goes crazy, it is like a burning fire.

How could there be a bastard like Fu Tingyuan, how could he be loved by this bastard so passionately and paranoidly.

She couldn't help but cry again, lying in his arms and wet his clothes with tears in her eyes.

Covets his tenderness, but is reluctant to let him suffer, she really doesn't know what to do this time.

"I didn't get on you again, why are you crying now?" He stroked her hair and laughed at her, "Your coaxing words are really nice, you have time to say a few more words to me." Make me happy, huh? ”

"Nasty."

Fu Tingyuan laughed, "Who told you to fall in love with me, a nasty ghost." ”

Luo Nan wanted to bite him at first, but he was reluctant, grinded his teeth, raised his head and kissed him on the lips.

Fu Tingyuan's eyes were bright, looking at her with extraordinarily clear eyes, he pinched her chin, "Kiss again." ”

Luo Nanchu looked up at him for a moment, then leaned over and kissed him on the lips again.

Fu Tingyuan laughed and hugged her tightly: "Good behave." ”

Luo Nanchu also hugged him tightly, and his body temperature and body temperature overlapped together, and there was a slightly drunken aftertaste.

Just holding him, she felt that she was already very satisfied.

She used to like this man so much.

The thought that he was going to marry another woman made her feel a crack open in her heart.

She buried her face in his chest, sniffing the smell that belonged to the man.

The smell of blood, the smell of gunsmoke, and the smell that belonged to this man.

Even if you really want to die, you have to die with him.

Luo Nanchu closed his eyes and felt grounded in his heart.

After lunch, Luo Nanchu came over with a medicine box to disinfect the wound at the corner of Fu Tingyuan's eye.

It was only when she cleaned his wound that she felt how deep it had been.

Her hand holding the cotton trembled slightly, Fu Tingyuan glanced at her, pinched her fingers and applied the disinfectant solution to his wound.

"If you hurt, call me." She bit her lip and looked at the hideous scar, "If it hurts, bite my hand." ”

"Luo Nanchu."

"Huh?"

"It hurts a little."

Her heart jumped, and she raised her hand and handed him her wrist: "You bite." ”

Fu Tingyuan let out a low laugh and stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick her palm.

Luo Nanchu's hand shook, almost pasting cotton into his eyes, Fu Tingyuan bit her fingertips, and his voice was low: "Go on." ”

Luo Nanchu's face turned a little red.

"Can you ......," she muttered, looking down, "don't mess around while I'm working?" ”

He still bit her hand shamelessly: "It's hard to touch you, you have to let me have some fun and kill a little time." ”

Luo Nanchu was tickled by him, she wanted to retract her hand, but seeing his self-satisfied appearance was a little pitiful, she sighed slightly, she suppressed the urge to stop it, and focused on treating his wound for him.