After speaking, slamming the door, no matter if Su Cheng's reaction, leave directly. []

Su Cheng blinked, and he didn't respond a bit.

He looked up, looked at the face in the mirror, and thought about it seriously. Now he looks like a lack of walnuts?

Nympho

Early the next morning, at eight o'clock, the doorbell of the villa rang.

Ji La reached out and pulled the small broken hair above his head, and didn't feel strange.

After all, only Fu Liangcheng and his little cuteness are reported on time every day.

Sure enough, when he reached out and opened the door, he saw Fu Liangcheng standing outside, with a lethargic Fu Ranran on his shoulders.

The corner of the mouth of the mast was drawn, and it was a bit unacceptable.

"So early, disturbed."

The corner of Ji Ma's mouth was pumped again.

She didn't speak, but looked at Fu Ranran, who was sleeping on his shoulder.

"Come in first, put the dye dye in my room, she is not comfortable asleep like this."

Fu Liangcheng nodded: "Okay."

He hugged Fu Ranran into the Ji La's house smoothly, just took two steps, and stood in place to look back at Ji Mast.

Ji La blinked, and suddenly remembered that Fu Liangcheng didn't know where her room was.

So I took two steps forward and took Fu Liangcheng to pass.

Walking quietly all the way to the door, the two people didn't say a word in one sentence. Until standing at the door, Fu Liangcheng looked at Ji Lao's low channel on his head: "Is it convenient?"

Ji Lai nodded, thinking, people all arrived at the door of her room.

"Go in, there is nothing to be inconvenient."

The door of the Ji Mast was half open, and there was her unique light fragrance. The curtains of the room had not been opened, and the quilt was half open.

It seems that it should just get up.

When Fu Liangcheng's folds on the ground, he hugged Fu Ranran's fingers and tightly tightly.

Not long ago, Ji Ma was lying on this bed ...

He coughed and said seriously: "I have trouble it."

Ji Lai leaned on the door next to him. By worshiping Fu Liangcheng, she dangled in front of her eyes in the past few days. She is now accustomed to Fu Liangcheng appearing in her home, and she has no sense of disobedience.

"You get dyeing and sleep first, I'll boil some boiling water."

Speaking, Ji Ma turned and left, leaving only Fu Liangcheng and Fu Ranran who was asleep.

He leaned down and put the sleeping Fu Ranran gently.

There are some remaining temperatures on the quilt, which is the temperature of Ji La alone. Fu Liangcheng did not speak. He reached out and took off Fu Ranran's shoes. Then he took the person carefully and pulled the thin quilt aside.

Cover.

After doing all this, Fu Liangcheng didn't dare to see more and left the room directly.

The living room was very quiet. Ji Mi stood in the kitchen and did nothing. Put one hand on the table at will. The kettle opposite made a faint sound.

When she didn't laugh, she looked a little deserted. Now she is wearing white home clothes like this, her long hair falls around her waist. A person stands in a white kitchen, and the sun falls on her white face through the glass.

It was a pleasing picture, but Fu Liangcheng felt a little distressed.

She is alone, often, it should be lonely.

In the past, how many times, she should also stand here alone. In the huge house, except for the sound of boiling water, no other sound.

In fact, many times, Fu Liangcheng himself is the same.

But I do n’t know why, those very ordinary things happen to the mast, and his heart will be tightened involuntarily, and a distressing.

It's like no matter how small, I can't bear to happen to her.

"Okay?" Ji Lao looked at Fu Liangcheng at the door of the kitchen.

"Well, okay." He nodded lightly and walked towards Ji.

Fu Liangcheng stood beside Ji Ma, looking at her white side face on the side, Ji Ma was a little nervous by the inexplicable seeing. The water next to him was burned. Ji La reached out and took it.

The hot boiling water exudes the heat, and the Ji La did not pay attention, just put his hands on the heat.

She felt painful and quickly pulled back her hand.

"I look at it, no." Fu Liangcheng's heart was tight, and she immediately grabbed her hand. She was fair -skinned, so hot, immediately became red, and it looked a little shocking.

Fu Liangcheng browed his brows, and didn't say anything. He pulled her and walked to the pool.

"That ... I have nothing to do with Fu Liangcheng, and it doesn't hurt very much."

Ji La was scared by Fu Liangcheng's reaction. He seemed to be too nervous.

Fu Liangcheng didn't speak. He reached out and grabbed Ji La's hand. He took the person directly to the pool. He reached out and opened the pool to pull her hand over.

The cold flowing water flushed on the slightly redd finger of the Ji La.

Fu Liangcheng didn't say a word, but frowned slightly, his expression was very serious.

Looking at his frowning side face, a mood of Ji La was burst into an indescribable emotion. For so many years, no one seemed to be as nervous as Fu Liangcheng.

For a while, Ji Ma couldn't speak, and could only look at Fu Liangcheng like this.

"Is there a scald ointment at home?" Fu Liangcheng suddenly asked her, just hitting the sight of Ji La.

Ji Lai reacted all at once, and quickly looked away, "What, burns ointment? Let me find it."

When you say you are, don't leave Fu Liangcheng and drag it back.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Ji Ma was tight, and he didn't dare to look at Fu Liangcheng at all.

The low sound sounded in the ear, and Fu Liangcheng calmly said: "Where, I'll get it."

Ji La's brain was chaotic, and he didn't understand what Fu Liangcheng asked again. When he heard which two words were, he obediently pointed at the direction.

Fu Liangcheng looked at her eyes, and then nodded: "You go to the living room to wait for me, I will come immediately."

After speaking, I didn't wait for Ji Lai to reply, he turned and left.

Ji Lao looked at his back, and let a sigh of breath silently. The atmosphere just now is strange, even she becomes strange.

She looked down at her still -red fingers, sighed silently, and said according to Fu Liangcheng, walked to the living room.

Standing in the living room, Ji Lai reacted. Did she listen to Fu Liangcheng too much? Why did Fu Liangcheng ask her to come to the living room and she came to the living room?

Why should she listen to Fu Liangcheng?

And, isn't this her house? Why do she feel that Fu Liangcheng is the master, she is the guest?

Ji Ma is full of question marks, and I always feel weird.

Before she wanted to understand, where was the strange, Fu Liangcheng walked back with the medicine box.

He sat directly beside the mast and reached out to her.

"Uh ... what's wrong?" What did you reach at her?

"Give me my hand." Fu Liangcheng said lightly, and made up another sentence, "Give you medicine."

Ji La's mind couldn't turn around, and the silly handle passed over, and then Fu Liangcheng was held in the palm of your hand.
Chapter completed!