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"Fu Tingyuan, you let me go...... Yes! ”

She was crushed on the bed.

The man's tall body loomed over him, casting a heavy shadow.

He lowered his head and kissed it, and Luo Nanchu tasted the bitter taste of the potion on his lips.

This guy is really dead......!

And there is no way to resist him at all, and there is really no reason to say him.

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When I woke up the next day, the air was filled with the smell of safflower oil.

Luo Nanchu's whole body was rubbed by the safflower oil on Fu Tingyuan's body, and he couldn't even take a bath.

She got out of bed and opened the window.

The man still looked a little sleepy, felt the sun glare and reached out to block the light.

She closed the curtains and climbed back into bed to look at Fu Tingyuan.

The swelling on his face had obviously subsided, and the wound on the corner of his lip had scabbed, and she opened the quilt slightly, and saw that the black blue on his waist was only a little bit left.

It's amazing resilience.

On the contrary, she accidentally scratched the blood at the moment of passion last night, and it is still obvious.

Luo Nanchu rubbed his waist, very unhappy.

You can't get used to him.

Last night, this guy relied on herself to be an injured person, she didn't dare to do anything, and pressed her on the bed for a long time, trying any strange posture, which made her hurt so much now.

Seeing that Fu Tingyuan was still sleepy, Luo Nanchu didn't quarrel with him, put on his home clothes and got out of bed lightly, and went into the bathroom to wash.

It was rare for her to get up earlier than Fu Tingyuan, and the servants were a little surprised, "Miss Luo, good morning." ”

"Early." She smiled.

"What about Mr. Fu? Haven't gotten up yet? ”

"Well, he's got a back injury and needs to recuperate."

Several older servants laughed when they heard this, and walked over to Luo Nanchu and said secretly: "Miss Luo, tell Mr. Fu to be more restrained in the future, he is also in his thirties." This aspect of men is declining with age, and if you overuse it now, it won't get better in the future. ”

They're ...... about their sex life. I care a lot. Fu Tingyuan seems to be right, his waist is indeed very concerned.

Luo Nanchu coughed lightly: "Okay." I'll tell him. ”

Although she didn't realize it, Fu Tingyuan's current ability was ...... What does it look like to fall.

Or rather, it's much better than his tattered technique at the beginning......

She hadn't forgotten how miserable that guy had made her the first time she patronized him by himself.

She finished her breakfast, took a glass of milk and a slice of bread and walked back to the bedroom.

Fu Tingyuan was still sleeping.

He was injured and needed a lot of sleep to refuel.

In this respect, he is almost like a wild animal.

She walked over, put the milk and bread on the bedside table, and looked at him for a moment before opening the door and leaving.

Luo Nanchu went downstairs and sat on the sofa to change his shoes, and the maid asked curiously, "Miss Luo, where are you going later?" ”

"I'll go back to my dad's house." She got up from the couch, "When Xia Tingyuan wakes up, you can tell him that I will be back soon, so don't worry." ”

The maid was stunned for a moment: "What are you doing when you go home?" ”

"Find someone."

After Luo Nanchu finished speaking, he walked away with his bag.

Luo Juntian has been hospitalized for almost a week.

Since she stopped Luo Zhiying's bank card, Luo Zhiying has never appeared in front of her again.

Although I have been extremely disappointed in her...... But to be honest, she still wanted to ask if she really didn't plan to go to the hospital to see Luo Juntian once.

Luo Zhiying has no financial resources, and she also wants to know what she is relying on to get by.

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