There was a faint smell of smoke on him.

I don't know how long I've been standing on the windowsill.

Luo Nanchu stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around his neck, feeling his body temperature blown warm by the cold wind.

Thinking of him standing alone by the window just now and looking at the back outside the window, she was a little dull in her heart, Luo Nanchu asked softly, "What were you thinking just now?" ”

Fu Tingyuan sat on the bed, stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around her slender shoulder, Luo Nanchu curled up in his arms like a docile cat, he lowered his head and kissed her hair, and said in a light tone: "It's nothing." Hungry? ”

Luo Nanchu nodded: "A little." ”

Fu Tingyuan stared at her and seemed to smile faintly, then got up and went to find clothes for her.

The clothes that Luo Nanchu had brought with him had already been hung in his closet, and he picked out a set of long-sleeved pink pajamas and walked over to put them on for her.

Luo Nanchu sat on the bed, looking up at the handsome silhouette of the man in the warm light. His long, white fingers buttoned her pajamas, his eyebrows drooped, and his long eyelashes cast a thick shadow, making his face three-dimensional like a work of art.

Luo Nanchu couldn't help but reach out and hug him.

After so many years, he still looks good and makes her heart flutter.

She hugged him, he couldn't button her, Fu Tingyuan patted her back, and said in a lazy tone: "Don't be coquettish." ”

Luo Nanchu wrapped his arms around his waist and looked up at him from his arms.

Her big black and white eyes were shining, and she looked like some kind of particularly well-behaved and innocent little animal.

Fu Tingyuan reached out and stroked her face, "Obedient." ”

Luo Nanchu smiled, still hugged him, Fu Tingyuan was a little helpless, and could only dress her while letting her hold her.

Xiao Xiang had finished drinking milk, and was lying on the cradle in the hall downstairs, being teased by the maids with bells.

Since Fu Tingyuan brought Xiangxiang back to China, Xiao Xiangxiang has completely captured the hearts of a room of men, women and children, up to the age of eighteen and down to the age of eighty, all of them have become brainless fans of Xiangxiang.

The little girl is too beautiful, her skin is pink, her body is crystal clear, and her facial features completely integrate the advantages of both parents, none of which is not exquisite, even if it is just a baby, it is better than ordinary children.

Xiao Xiang is not only good-looking, but also very well-behaved, and rarely cries when he wakes up, which is distressing to be well-behaved.

Fu Tingyuan took Luo Nanchu downstairs, and saw a bunch of people around his daughter's cradle, and there was laughter from the crowd.

"Mr. Fu, you're down." A maid in the outer circle saw him and hurriedly called out to him, her expression slightly embarrassed and nervous.

Her voice also made the servants who were gathered in front of the cradle wake up, and when she saw Fu Tingyuan frowning at them, she knew that she was upsetting the owner of this villa, so she hurriedly dispersed from the cradle.

A bunch of people don't work and play around with children, which really doesn't look like words.

Luo Nanchu walked over, picked up Xiang Xiang from the cradle, looked at her daughter who hadn't seen her for several days, she cherished her and kissed her on the face: "Baby, do you miss your mother?" ”

Xiao Xiangxiang looked at Luo Nanchu with big eyes, hugged her neck and said something, I haven't seen her for a few days, as if I really miss her.

Fu Tingyuan stood at the door of the restaurant and gently knocked on the door a few times: "Come and eat." ”