Sometimes he would call, sometimes he would forget to call, Luo Nanchu would sometimes wait for him, and sometimes he would eat first.

Luo Nanchu turned on the TV and watched variety shows.

At half past nine, the housekeeper came over again to ask, but she still said that she had no appetite.

At nearly twelve o'clock, Fu Tingyuan's car stopped at the gate of the courtyard, and the housekeeper hurriedly held an umbrella to pick up people, and Fu Tingyuan (身shēn) walked in with a cool rain and mist, and picked up Luo Nanchu, who was lying on the sofa (身shēn) covered with a blanket and asleep.

"Hmm" she opened her eyes in a daze, stretched out her hand and put her arms around the man's neck, and her voice was soft, "Coming back?" ”

Fu Tingyuan carried someone into the restaurant and looked at her face with lowered eyes: "Why didn't you eat dinner?" ”

"I don't have much appetite." She yawned, "Have you eaten it?" ”

Fu Tingyuan responded: "Hmm." ”

Luo Nanchu didn't say anything, sat on the dining chair and took the chopsticks, and ate the things Fu Tingyuan brought her with a bored face.

Recently, the weather has been wet, and she has no energy, she ate a few bites of shrimp, put down her chopsticks, and said to Fu Tingyuan, who was still peeling shrimp for her: "I can't eat it." ”

Fu Tingyuan raised his head and looked at her, Luo Nan Chushen (情qíng) looked a little tired: "I ate too much at noon, and I'm not hungry now." ”

"Eat more."

"I won't eat it." She shook her head.

Fu Tingyuan took off his hand (set tào) once, looked at her for a while, and walked over to cover her with a shawl, "It's cold, you wear more." ”

An elegant and light feminine fragrance wafted from him (body shēn), Luo Nanchu couldn't help but sneeze, she tightened the shawl on (body shēn) and nodded: "Hmm." ”

"Do you have a banquet to attend today?"

She walked side by side with him on the stairs.

Fu Tingyuan replied lightly: "Hmm." ”

Luo Nanchu lowered her eyes and smiled lowly, she didn't say anything.

Fu Tingyuan went into the bathroom to take a bath, and Luo Nanchu stood by the window with a shawl to watch the rain.

The bathroom door opened, and Luo Nanchu said softly: "I want to go out to eat tomorrow, I'm tired of eating at home." She turned her head to look at him, "Do you have time?" ”

The man's expression was calm: "Yes." I'll pick you up from work. ”

Luo Nanchu smiled, "If you want to eat crab pot, there is a (quite tǐng) delicious, I'll take you there." ”

Fu Tingyuan nodded, "Okay." ”

Luo Nanchu took a dry towel and walked over to sit on his lap and wipe his hair.

The taste on him (身shēn) is not as clean as before.

She was a little distracted, wiped it for a while, and returned the towel to him.

Fu Tingyuan raised his eyes and glanced at her, and Luo Nanchu walked to the side of the sofa and sat down, his expression a little indifferent.

He sighed lowly, walked over and picked her up, hugged her in his arms, and kissed her face, "I can accompany you after this time." I'm sorry. ”

Luo Nanchu glanced at his delicate side face with half-open eyes, and snorted lazily coldly.

Fu Tingyuan coaxed her in a low voice: "Come back on time in the future, don't be angry, huh?" ”

Luo Nanchu still hummed softly.

He took a bath, and there was still that little bit of feminine fragrance.

It's also because her nose is too sensitive that she can smell so clearly.

During this time, this smell lingered on his (身shēn).

It should be an elegant and delicate woman (性xìng), painted with delicate makeup, using the best perfumes, strolling on Fu Tingyuan's (身shēn) side.

Not far away, not close, crossed the woman's taste, the taste is not far away, not close, light and light, if there is nothing.