Luo Nanchu nodded, and then was led away by Fu Tingyuan.

At the door of Qin's house, Fu Tingyuan's car was parked there.

He opened the passenger door and lifted his chin slightly at her.

Luo Nanchu pursed his lips and sat down in the co-pilot with his head down.

Fu Tingyuan didn't get into the driver's seat, but also squeezed in with her, the co-pilot of the Bentley car was not spacious, there were two people, Luo Nanchu was picked up by him from his position, he pressed his leg by him, he hugged her tightly, put his chin against her thin shoulder bone, and then closed his eyes and gently sniffed the light aroma on her body.

"Fu Tingyuan, what are you doing?"

Luo Nanchu was held by him all over, a little uncomfortable, struggling to break free from his arms.

The man clasped her waist weakly, kissed the tender flesh on her neck for a while, and his tone was a little lazy: "Are you in a better mood?" ”

Luo Nanchu finally lifted his upper body from his arms.

She put her hands on his chest, straddled his lap, and looked at the man's quiet and elegant face, his eyebrows were calm, he did not distinguish between joy and anger, and a pair of deep eyes, looking at her calmly and quietly.

Luo Nanchu moved his lips and whispered, "Fu Tingyuan, you are really scary. I'm no match for you. ”

It's starting to be afraid.

Fear the horror of this man.

She is not at all an opponent who is on the same level and competes with him fairly.

For her, he was already a concept of another dimension.

A trace of fluctuation slowly appeared in Fu Tingyuan's calm eyes, he raised his hand and gently brushed it on the corner of Luo Nanchu's eyes, and his tone was very light, "I made you feel scared." ”

It's not an interrogative sentence.

Rather, it's a calm narrative.

Luo Nanchu didn't open her eyes to look at his eyes, she was a little weak, and said in a low voice: "I thought I could understand you." But I find that I still can't understand you. I don't know why you're hiding it from me, I don't even know when you found out. You're too high, I'm with you, insecure. ”

Security is a very delicate word.

Once she was with him, she would only feel steady.

She thought that after so much experience between them, there would be nothing else for him to make her feel uneasy anymore.

But the scene in the bar made her feel that she was too small in Fu Tingyuan's hands.

Her world is pinched in his hands, turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands into rain, and he wants to let it collapse, but it is only a sentence of time.

Fu Tingyuan didn't speak, just raised his hand and pinched her jaw, so that her eyes met his.

"Don't try to hide from me." He looked at her, "You want to know why I'm hiding it from you?" ”

"I ......"

"I did know that a long time ago." He spoke, "When I knew you were related to me, I knew I had taken revenge on the wrong person. ”

Luo Nanchu's breathing was slightly suffocated, her eyes were red, and the fingers that fell on her side were clenched a little angrily, and her nails were buckled into the flesh.

Fu Tingyuan lowered his eyes, reached out to wrap her fingers, spread her fingertips, and held her hand.

"You weren't in a good state of mind at that time." He lowered his eyes to her slender fingertips and said softly, "You are pregnant, I don't want you to keep this child, and besides, I wanted to break up with you at that time." ”

"If I tell you those things, plus the blow of the miscarriage to you, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."