Chapter 37

Well, you're not as good as Uncle LAN.

Fu Zhiran shakes his head in a funny way. He doesn't want to pay attention to it. He is ready to bend down and drill through his arm.

His long arm is a close, suddenly embrace her, an action, will push her to the refrigerator door, easy to hold her.

Then he bowed his head, approached with the smell of wine, and there was jealousy in his angry eyes. "I don't know what's reliable about him because of his advice."

"You drink too much." Fu Zhiran didn't open his eyes. He put his hands against LAN Jingyan's chest and pushed him.

Lanjing yanteng out a hand, holding Fu Zhiran's jaw, forcing her to look at him, "if I drink too much, I will definitely drink disorderly, are you sure I drink too much?"

He frowned frivolously, signaling danger.

Fu Zhiran worried, "Lan Jingyan, you don't mean what you say."

"What did I say?" LAN Jingyan squinted at Fu Zhiran's little face for a while.

All of a sudden, his head sank down and he put it on Fu Zhiran's shoulder. His soft lip was close to Fu Zhiran's neck.

Thin cool touch, let Fu Zhiran's body can't help shivering.

Her hands, can't help lifting, but also worried about hanging in the air.

She tilted her head and wiped the man's chin with her lips. She felt his fine moustache, which made her heart tingle.

Looking at the man's closed eyes, he whispered, "Lan Jingyan."

LAN Jingyan frowned, "when you say you call me with your name and surname, it proves that you are angry with me."

Fu Zhiran's eyes were hot, his eyes were twinkling, and his eyes were more and more bright.

"Lan Jingyan, remember, when I called you with my first name and surname, it proved that I was very angry. You'd better not provoke me."

She bit her lip and held her breath. After adjusting for a while, she said again, "Jingyan."

Hesitated for a long time, a pair of shaking hands, finally put on the man's back, palm close to his back, gently patted, "you drink too much, go upstairs to sleep."

Fu Zhiran calls sister-in-law Zhou to help LAN Jingyan upstairs. It turns out that her room is next to her.

The house is arranged by Tong Laozi, so the style of each room is almost the same.

Entering the door, LAN Jingyan suddenly pushes Fu Zhiran and sister-in-law Zhou away, rushes into the bathroom, squats beside the toilet and vomits.

Fu Zhiran quickly follow up, LAN Jingyan spit very hard, she took a cup of water, squatted down to LAN Jingyan's mouth, "Jing Yan, rinse quickly."

With great effort, she and sister-in-law Zhou helped LAN Jingyan to the bed. His white shirt was already ugly.

Looking at it, Mrs. Zhou was intuitively embarrassed, "Miss Fu, this..."

Clothes must be changed, but she is an old woman, how can she take off the young master's clothes.

Fu Zhiran pursed her lips and hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "I'll come."

Zhou's sister-in-law was relieved, "it couldn't be better."

When sister-in-law Zhou goes out, Fu Zhiran reaches for her hand and unties the button of LAN Jingyan's shirt, one by one.

His chest gradually appeared in her eyes.

When she opened the fourth button, she gently opened his shirt and looked at his heart. A little ink blue was not so clear.

Her fingers, gently scratched on it.

"Are you stupid, LAN Jingyan? You don't hurt tattoos here?"

"Prove that I have you in mind. If you are not here, prove that my heart has been dug."

Drop by drop of tears, drop in the man's chest.