Fu Tingyuan got down from the windowsill with her in his arms and took a hair dryer to blow her hair. Fastest updates

Luo Nanchu's hair is fine and cool, like satin, because it has not been permed, and the hair quality is very good.

Fu Tingyuan's rare warmth made Luo Nanchu inexplicable, she hugged her legs and waited for Fu Tingyuan to dry her hair, then she saw a man come over and grab her: "Accompany me to dinner." ”

She raised her eyes and glanced at the man's gentle side face, the other party's face had calmed down, and the complexity of standing on the balcony just now was no longer visible.

Thinking of Fu Tingyuan's eyes looking at her, Luo Nanchu pursed his lips slightly.

She didn't know what was going on, so she would let Fu Tingyuan look at her with that kind of look.

It's deep and it's heavy.

A little uneasiness appeared in a daze.

But she always felt that Fu Tingyuan shouldn't hurt her.

In the restaurant, the maid had already heated the meal, and Luo Nanchu sat on the chair with his legs crossed and watched Fu Tingyuan eat.

The man eats elegantly, methodically, and without much sound. Luo Nanchu rested his chin on his lap, drowsy.

The servant took a blanket and put it on her body.

The chair was wide, and Luo Nanchu, who was curled up on it wrapped in a blanket, was like a young cat, which made people feel a little pity for no reason.

Her hair fell down, blocking her fair and delicate side face, and it looked distressing.

Fu Tingyuan glanced at her, and his heart became heavy one by one, he put down his chopsticks, leaned back in the chair, and subconsciously took a cigarette.

Really bad appetite.

He couldn't eat.

His eyebrows locked, his eyes looked into the void, and he slowly smoked a cigarette.

When Luo Nan first woke up, he was already on **.

The man lifted the quilt and hugged her in his arms, she felt cold, put her face in his arms in a daze, and said softly: "Don't you want it today?" ”

She was afraid that she would fall asleep and be woken up by him.

The man gently patted her thin back, "Sleep." ”

Luo Nanchu breathed a sigh of relief, said "um", leaned on his arms and slowly fell asleep.

Fu Tingyuan stretched out his hand and hugged the person gently, feeling each other's body temperature rushing over, and their heartbeats blended together.

His vision was dark and obscure in the darkness.

Fu Tingyuan did not contact Yan Ruyu.

Yan Ruyu didn't come to contact him again.

Fu Tingyuan sent people around the world to find Bai Xuesheng's traces, and also investigated Yan Ruyu's movements abroad in the past three years, but after all, nothing was found.

Sometimes he would wonder if Yan Ruyu Bai Xuesheng was still alive because he was wrong, but he couldn't stop searching.

Bai Xuesheng disappeared three years ago, no one was seen alive, no body was dead, and three years later, except for the one-minute video, he still disappeared.

If it was before, even if it was the slightest hope, he would have no scruples, and he would give Yan Ruyu whatever he wanted.

But now, because of Luo Nanchu, he began to hesitate.

Ten days after watching the video, Yan Ruyu sent a video again.

And the content in that video finally broke his calm in the past ten days.

There is only one shot in the video, of a woman in a white hospital gown writing on the ground with her bare feet facing him.

She was thin, so thin that only a handful of bones remained.

The long hair was disheveled, dragging on the ground, messy.

On the walls, on the floor, densely packed, all of them were three words Fu Tingyuan.

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