The current atmosphere and feeling are very good for Fu Haoran, because the two of them have completely separated from their emotions just now.
"That's it!" Han Ningmeng was proud!
At this moment, Fu Haoran's cell phone rang: "It should be the one who picked you up!"
"Well! Then I should leave too!" Han Ningmeng's words were a little reluctant.
"Can you not leave?" Fu Haoran asked reluctantly as the ringtone rang, holding Han Ningmeng's hand.
Han Ningmeng gently held his hand: "Impossible! I will come here tomorrow! You sleep with peace of mind, I'm leaving!"
"Wait, I'll ask him to come here to pick you up. It's so late, I'm not relieved if you leave alone!" Fu Haoran held Han Ningmeng's hand tightly, and then answered the phone: "Hey, come in, come in!"
, My ward!”
After saying that, he hung up the phone!
"I'm not a child, what's the matter! Really! I can do it alone!" Han Ningmeng disagreed.
"But, in my heart, you are a child, you cry at any time!" Fu Haoran said in a teasing tone.
"Hate...that's because you bullied me!" Han Ningmeng refused to admit it.
"Where did I bully you!" Fu Haoran suddenly became serious.
Although Fu Haoran knew that she must have cried because she accidentally hurt him.
However, Fu Haoran didn't know where he hurt her. She just asked, but she didn't want to say it.
"Anyway, you are bullying me, you are cruel to me!" Han Ningmeng blurted out.
When Fu Haoran heard Han Ningmeng's words just now, he suddenly realized that it was her tone that hurt her.
In fact, Fu Haoran immediately understood: he was so doting on Han Ningmeng, and it was normal for him to hurt her in such a cold tone just now.
It is precisely this reason that makes Fu Haoran more determined to love her.
Because Han Ningmeng cares so much about him, otherwise she wouldn't have cried so sadly because of her bad tone.
Fu Haoran hesitated for a moment, then hugged her tightly: "In the future, I will definitely not rape you anymore! I love you! Just now, I was also nervous, and I didn't mean it, I'm sorry!"
Fu Haoran actually said sorry to others. What kind of love should he love so that he can let go of his figure, dignity, and say sorry to this little girl?
"Actually... it's not that serious!" Han Ningmeng felt a little painful when he heard Fu Haoran's words "sorry".
For her, although Fu Haoran's attitude just now made her very sad, it was not as serious as to say sorry.
Moreover, she herself has some reasons.
"It's my fault to make you sad, but I promise, I won't do it in the future!" Fu Haoran wanted to spoil Han Ningmeng to heaven.
If you love her, you have to give her the best.
If you love her, you must spoil her.
When Han Ningmeng looked at Fu Haoran's doting and deep love, she felt that Fu Haoran's love slowly flowed into her heart little by little, and her whole heart was filled with her.
Yes, it's about to overflow.
The corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise his mouth and smiled.
He stretched out his hands, hugged Fu Haoran's waist tightly, and buried his face in front of his chest, burying it very, very deep.