Chapter 902: You Know It's Sad, Too
This bastard, this bastard......
She bit down on the quilt and buried her tear-soaked face in the quilt.
In this world, there will be no more bastard man than Fu Tingyuan.
He knows, he knows......
Luo Nanchu was coldly curled up in the quilt, she couldn't restrain her killing intent towards Lu Mingyou, and she felt terrified in her heart because of this thought.
She hugged the quilt even tighter, and fell on the bed trembling, her whole body in a daze of all kinds of extreme thoughts.
I don't know how long later, she heard a knock on the door in a daze, her frantic heartbeat gradually subsided, and she slowly raised her head to look at the door.
"Luo Nanchu, it's me."
Fu Tingyuan's voice came in indifferently from the door.
She slowly hugged her body, biting her lip without saying a word.
She didn't want to see him now, and she didn't dare to see him, she was afraid that she would look ugly now, her hair was messy, and her face was full of cold sweat, she didn't want to look pitiful in front of Fu Tingyuan.
Luo Nan didn't say anything at first, pretending to be asleep.
"Luo Nanchu." His voice deepened, "Open the door for me." β
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She held herself still.
It gradually quieted down outside, Luo Nanchu breathed a sigh of relief, and just wanted to lift the quilt and lie down, "Bangββ! With a bang, she locked the door of the safety and was kicked open from the outside.
She was frightened, and quickly poked her head out to look, and met Fu Tingyuan's slightly gloomy eyes at the door.
When the man saw her, he walked into the house, his tone light and careless: "Since you're awake, why don't you come and open the door?" β
"Fu Tingyuan." She shrank back into the quilt in fright, her voice hoarse, "Don't come here." β
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"I don't look good right now."
After she finished speaking, Fu Tingyuan had already walked to her bedside. He leaned over and hugged the quilt, along with Luo Nanchu who was hiding inside, and then reached out to lift the quilt that covered her.
Luo Nanchu pulled his horn and didn't let go, and his voice was intermittent: "Fu Tingyuan...... You let go of me. I'm going to sleep. β
She was cold, but the quilt was still forcibly lifted by the man.
The light fell, and she looked up to see the man's face staring down at her.
As soon as she saw him, there was a sourness in her eyes, and she hurriedly lowered her head and bit her lip with some sadness.
Luo Nanchu's whole person seemed to be fished out of the water, and her face was full of sweat, she lowered her head and pushed him away and crawled under the bed, and was fished back by the man holding her waist with one hand, Luo Nanchu refused to let him hug him, struggling to push him away, Fu Tingyuan simply pressed her whole person under her.
Fu Tingyuan's weight made her snort lowly, she put her hands on his chest, and her voice was dull: "You let go of me." β
"I'm already taking a shower." His nice voice rang in her ears, and the man clasped her head and pressed against his neck, "I'm clean now." I don't believe you. β
Luo Nanchu's strength to resist slowly relaxed, and she smelled the refreshing smell after bathing on Fu Tingyuan's body, which was a smell that belonged to Fu Tingyuan alone.
Her lips pursed slightly, her brows were frowned tightly, and she was held in Fu Tingyuan's arms, still looking patient.
Fu Tingyuan scooped her out of bed and into his arms, Luo Nanchu's body was very cold, his body was covered with sweat, and his hair was stuck to his cheeks.
He lowered his eyes to look at the corners of her red eyes, and said in a soft voice: "You also know that it is sad." The latest chapter of "Hundred Plating" Spoiling Wife Like Life: Fu Shao, Hidden Marriage, Please Keep a Low Profile Paw Book House" is free to read for the first time.