Song Zhixia in the room screamed in a howling, "Fu Yan, I will definitely not let you go!"

She didn't dare to move Chen Chu, so she could only move Fu Yan.

The so-called soft-pinching persimmons is probably like this.

But it is hard to say whether Fu Yan is a soft persimmon.

Chen Chu and Fu Yan have already left. After Song Zhixia found out, she saw Bo Wunian beside her: "Mr. Bo, I have seen a good show. Should I come to help me now?"

Hearing the woman's voice, Bo Wunian came to his senses. He looked at Song Zhixia on the sofa with disgust: "It's useless!"

Locked in the room, even Fu Yan couldn't handle it!

Not useless, what?

After Bo Wunian finished speaking, he turned around and left the room.

Walking out of the hotel, the cold wind blows at night, he wakes up and is in pain.

Fu Yan punched him on the cheek on his left face, and the pain was faintly; Chen Chu slapped him on his right face. Although it didn't hurt anymore, the slap hit him directly on his heart.

Bo Wunian stood outside the snowy hotel door. Thinking of everything just now, he felt very ridiculous.

Actually, I've known the answer for a long time, right?

Fu Yan couldn't be such a person, Chen Chu would not be disappointed.

But he was still unwilling to give up. Even if there was only one in ten thousand chance, he wanted to regret seeing her.

He dreamed that one day, she ran to him and told him that she regretted it.

However, it was true that he regretted it, and she left without looking back.

Xixue suddenly became much heavier when she came. Chen Chu turned his head and looked at the man driving beside her. Thinking of what happened tonight, he felt funny and angry.

Perhaps because she noticed her gaze, Fu Yan turned his head and looked at her. There was a red light in front of her and the car slowly stopped.

Fu Yan reached out and pulled her hand, put it into her palm, and held it tightly and tightly.

He didn't speak, nor did she speak.

The carriage was very quiet, but the atmosphere was inexplicably harmonious.

Soon, the green light in front lit up, Fu Yan withdrew his hand again, started the car and continued driving ahead.

After such a mess, it was almost eleven o'clock when I returned to the apartment.

As soon as he entered the door, Chen Chu was hugged by Fu Yan behind him.

He hugged her very tightly, and she could hardly see through it.

Chen Chu looked back at him: "You won't let me breathe?"

"I haven't seen each other for three days, baby."

He lowered his head, pressed against her cheek, and said softly and deep, thinking of her.

Chen Chu's heartbeat accelerated, and his cold hands were suddenly heated up by Fu Yan.

But she was a little sensible: "Have you eaten at night?"

"No."

He didn't hide it from her, his peach blossom eyes drooped slightly, and he looked a little pitiful.

Chen Chuxin was soft-headed and raised his hand to touch his head: "Then I'll cook a bowl of noodles for you?"

"good."

This time, Fu Yan did not refuse to let her do it.

Because his clothes were stained with red wine, Fu Yan wanted to take a shower.

Chen Chu glanced at him: "Then don't you let go of me?"

When Fu Yan heard her words, he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, and sighed: "Baby, it's true that I don't miss me."

He said, then he let go of his hand. He kissed and pressed her palm with his thumb. Only then did Fu Yan let go completely and lift his legs to walk towards the master bedroom.

Chen Chu was embarrassed, looked at his back as he walked towards the room, raised his hand and touched the lips that he had just been kissed, and couldn't help but curl his lips and smile.

Tsk, you will turn the blame.
Chapter completed!