Luo Nanchu raised his eyes and looked at this bedroom full of Fu Tingyuan's minimalist style, and asked with a silent expression, "Don't you have a room for guests to sleep in here?" ”

"Yes. Fastest update"

"I don't want to sleep here."

"This was arranged by Mr. Fu."

"I don't want to sleep in his room."

"......" The maid looked at her in silence.

Luo Nanchu pursed his lips and walked in unhappily.

The maid said outside the door: "Call us if you have something, we are all downstairs." ”

Luo Nanchu waved his hand, climbed on**, pulled the quilt with his back to her, and slept inside.

The maid couldn't help but frown as she watched her movements.

Fu Tingyuan has a slight habit of cleanliness.

**Orders need to be changed every day.

The room is not allowed to enter or leave except for cleaning.

And it is not allowed to leave the smell of outsiders on his clothes.

There are all kinds of faults, and they are all the faults of some rich people.

But for this Sister Luo, it is obvious that she is not outside.

Not only did he bring her back to eat, but she was not allowed to sleep in another room, which was full of a kind of male possessiveness for women.

Could it be that this villa is going to usher in a hostess?

The servant's heart was filled with a wonderful feeling.

Because Fu Tingyuan really doesn't look like he can fall in love with someone.

Luo Nanchu was woken up by Fu Tingyuan alive in his sleep.

When she woke up, his tongue was still in her mouth, she was simply angry with his shamelessness, and she was about to bite him when she opened her mouth, but Fu Tingyuan's eyes quickly buckled her chin.

He pressed on her, and licked her lips very shamelessly, the aura that belonged to him was densely infected, Luo Nanchu frowned, and pushed him: "Get up." ”

Fu Tingyuan refused to let go, hugged her and pecked her on the neck: "I really like you." ”

“……”

"Really."

“……”

"Chuchu, I like you."

……

In fact, it is not the first time I have heard his confession.

A long time ago, on the day she turned eighteen, he also deceived her like this with a wedding ring.

But at that time, I was also happy to be deceived, young and frivolous, always thinking too beautiful, and feeling that the person I loved would also fall in love with me.

And now all that remains is indifferent apathy.

may still like him, but I don't have that mood anymore, and I can't give him the whole person and heart without reservation like I did at that time.

Luo Nanchu, who loved him like that, died a long time ago one day.

She had a barren indifference in her heart, and turned her head away from his small kiss, and her tone was bored: "I'm sleepy. ”

Fu Tingyuan raised his head and looked at her.

Her face was full of sorrow, and she didn't look like she loved him.

Looking at each other, Fu Tingyuan's eyes slowly sank.

A lot of things suddenly came to his mind.

Luo Nanchu, who loves him, who hates him, who wants to kill him with his own hands, and Luo Nanchu, who is now indifferent to him.

He suddenly figured it out at this time.

She may still love him, but she doesn't love him that much anymore.

When his love was growing, the warmth of her love had gradually cooled.

That's why she can be like this, hating him without being salty.

Tired of him.

Fleeing from him.

And sooner or later.

Forget him completely.

Love him no more.

This is something he absolutely cannot tolerate.

When he wanted her, she chose to withdraw from his life.

Fu Tingyuan looked at her, with a deep dark light precipitated in his eyes, and said slowly: "Chuchu, give me a child, okay?" ”

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