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The old housekeeper stood at the door, looking at the man's face, his expression was slightly strange: "Mr. Fu...... When Sister Luo came back, she looked uncomfortable. ”

He remembered the appearance of Luo Nanchu coming in from outside the door, and he panicked.

Fu Tingyuan stood up from the sofa and asked, "Where is she now?" ”

"Sister Luo has already gone back to the bedroom."

"......" Fu Tingyuan looked silent and walked in the direction of the bedroom.

The old housekeeper looked at Fu Tingyuan's back, he frowned slightly, he didn't know why, he always felt that the atmosphere was heavy.

Luo Nanchu came back like that......

Thinking of that pale face without a trace of expression, the butler shuddered in his heart.

Fu Tingyuan pushed open the door and walked in.

The room was quiet, the lights were not turned on, and there was a faint light in the bathroom, accompanied by a heart-rending vomiting sound.

He opened the bathroom door, Luo Nanchu knelt on the ground, holding the toilet and spitting, the shower was open, she was soaked, the red dress she wore was full of folds, the messy skirt was soaked with hot water, spread on the white tiles, like a withered rose.

She seemed to hear the door open, and turned her head to look at him standing in the doorway, her face was full of water, her eyebrows were wrinkled in pain, and her eyes were full of tears or water.

She vomited for a while before she got up from the ground, the expression on her face looked tired, her delicate eyebrows kept frowning, and her voice was a little hoarse: "I'm going to take a shower, can you go out first." ”

The tone is normal politeness.

Except for being drenched in hot water, she didn't look much different from when she went out, except that she looked tiredness that was hard to hide.

Fu Tingyuan's gaze shifted from her face to her neck, and then fixed on the unscrupulous red marks on her white neck. The traces of the ** were very dense, very conspicuous, and even conspicuous to the point of exaggeration, flowing down from her delicate neck and into her clothes.

His eyes shrank slightly, he stepped into the bathroom with his leather shoes, Luo Nanchu looked at his movements, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and he was a little tired of looking at the man's expressionless but extremely terrifying face.

Those dark eyes fell on her face, with emotions she couldn't understand.

She didn't have the strength to guess his thoughts now, she didn't even know how to face this person, she didn't know why she wanted to come back, but she had to.

She fulfilled his promise, and now it's time for him to keep his promise.

Fu Tingyuan walked over and reached out to puff away the wet hair that was scattered on her shoulders, and the traces that were covered by the hair were unscrupulously exposed to the light.

Fu Tingyuan felt that his stomach was grabbed by a pair of invisible hands.

So close, he could smell the smells. She was full of another man's breath.

The strings that had been tense in his brain all night suddenly exploded, and by the time he reacted, he had already torn off Luo Nanchu's clothes.

Under the light, those traces of abuse, **, conspicuous, blatant, have nowhere to hide.

His heartbeat was noisy, and a trace of blood filled his eyes, making Fu Tingyuan's gentle face become extremely terrifying in an instant.

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