"Huh? Then what do you mean? Aren't you just afraid of me when you live in my house?" Fu Haoran asked with a slight raised eyebrow.
"I...I don't want to trouble you! Haha...you think too much!" After this incident, Han Ningmeng's attitude towards Haoran has obviously improved a lot.
"Since you are not afraid of me, then there is no problem, let's go!" After Fu Haoran finished speaking, Han Ningmeng left!
"Let's go?" Before Han Ningmeng could react, Fu Haoran had already dragged her to her home. As soon as she entered the house, Fu Haoran threw away the key and lay helplessly on the sofa: "Treat this place as your own home.
Just go!"
When Han Ningmeng stood in Fu Haoran's house, she realized that she had arrived at Fu Haoran's house.
This place is not big, with two bedrooms, two living rooms, two bathrooms and a kitchen, but Han Ningmeng feels a little warm. Perhaps she is used to living in a school, so she feels that this two-bedroom apartment has such a little warmth.
This made Han Ning dream about the time when Shangguan Peng bought a house directly in order to build a warm home with Cheng Ruirui and put the house in Cheng Ruirui's name.
The warm little house was full of love, and the smell and smell of love was everywhere. The smell and smell of strong love made Han Ningmeng a little unbearable.
"What are you thinking about?" Fu Haoran asked as he looked at Han Ningmeng who was standing there stupidly, frowning.
"Haha... No!" Han Ningmeng smiled bitterly.
Fu Haoran stood up, walked to Han Ningmeng's side, put her behind him, gently put her in his arms, and leaned close to her ear: "I know what you are thinking, and you are frowning, tell me
, in what, okay?"
Fu Haoran's gentle voice, full of love, gently floated into Han Ningmeng's heart, and for a moment, there was a slight tremor.
With a slight shock, I found that I was being embraced by that strong embrace, with a little domineering and a little warmth, and I felt like I couldn't bear to leave.
However, the rational Han Ningmeng struggled hard: "Let me go!"
Fu Haoran was disobedient and indifferent, with a domineering look on his face: "If you don't tell me what you were thinking just now, I won't let you go. If you don't tell me, I won't let you go!"
"You..." Han Ningmeng could tell that Fu Haoran's domineering voice was serious!
"Huh?" Fu Haoran raised his gentle eyes slightly and stared at her closely.
Han Ningmeng sighed slightly: "Actually, it's nothing. I just thought of A Peng and Ruirui's warm little nest, and I was a little envious!"
Fu Haoran could hear that there was a little sadness and loneliness in Han Ningmeng's voice!
"If you want it, I can give it to you!" Fu Haoran's tender voice sounded in Han Ningmeng's ears.
Han Ningmeng struggled hard again: "The happiness I want is not what you can give me! My happiness is not with you!"
"But...the happiness I want can only be given by you! I want to be happy, and at the same time, I also want to be your happiness!" Fu Haoran's affectionate eyes kept pressing against Han Ningmeng!
Han Ningmeng felt a little embarrassed, even a little scared, and her heart was slightly shaken, and her voice was slightly trembling: "You... what are you talking nonsense about!"
"No, I'm not talking nonsense. What I said is all my truth!" Fu Haoran put his lips close to Han Ningmeng's ear, softly and affectionately!