Luo Nanchu apologized in a low voice, but he did not get the other party's understanding. x updates are the fastest

She was frozen for a while on the **, and she had to go back to the bed.

The other party was still sitting on the sofa, but the smell of smoke in the air was light, and he didn't know why he refused to come back.

Luo Nanchu pricked up his ears and listened to the wind in the air, the temperature difference between day and night here is very large, and it is very warm without covering the quilt during the day, and it is unbearable not to wrap up at night.

Luo Nan only wore a T-shirt before he thought of the other party, and couldn't help but say, "I won't do anything to you." You go back to ** come up. ”

“……”

"I'm sorry just now." She was ashamed, "It's me who went too far." ”

He sat on the sofa and turned his head to look at Luo Nanchu's face in the dim light.

She poked a head out of the quilt, her face flushed, and she looked shy.

He couldn't help but take another cigarette and took a hard puff to try to calm himself down.

What the hell is this woman doing?

Is there such an unconscious hostage?

Luo Nanchu lay on the ** for a while before she heard footsteps, and the man came back from the sofa and lay down beside her gently.

She smelled cigarettes and blood on him, and she remembered that she had just touched the bandage on his arm, and couldn't help but want to touch him to make sure he was injured, and she was afraid of scaring people away again.

If it weren't for Fu Tingyuan, then her actions just now would have been too abrupt; And if it's Fu Tingyuan...... How did Fu Tingyuan become like this?

This man was covered with scars and a scruffy beard on his face, if it weren't for the inexplicable familiarity on his body, she really didn't want to guess that this man was Fu Tingyuan.

Fu Tingyuan, such a clean and exquisite man, how could he make himself so embarrassed.

Luo Nanchu always felt that he was the kind of man who had to bring enough change of clothes even in Battle Royale.

Luo Nanchu thought about it in his heart, and made himself very irritable.

She wanted to know who this person was, what she wanted to do, and whether it was Fu Tingyuan. But I don't want him to be Fu Tingyuan.

She tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, and when she noticed that the other person's breathing had calmed down, she hesitated for a moment, and reached out to touch his arm.

The man slept outside, not covered with anything, and the blanket was still in her bed.

He had bandages around his arm, and the wound was probably inflamed, and the area was faintly hot.

Other than that, he was blown cold by the wind everywhere in his body.

Luo Nanchu bit his lip slightly, lifted the quilt and covered his body with his heart, and wrapped both of them with the ** not very thick and big quilt.

Then she breathed a sigh of relief and closed her eyes and went to sleep.

When the biological clock woke him up, it was two hours later than he expected.

The sun outside the window was already very strong, and the sun made the dilapidated house warm.

He moved, and he felt a pair of hands around his waist, lowered his head, and saw Du Luo Nanchu around his waist, I don't know when he had shrunk the whole person into his arms.

She wasn't wearing much of any clothes on her, and his clothes were thin, and the flesh was sticking to each other, and it felt subtle.

He raised his hand and gently stroked her quiet sleeping face, then pulled the blanket from the quilt and stuffed it into Luo Nanchu's arms, lifted the quilt and walked down from the **.

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