Chapter 100 (1/2)

After the conflict between the man and the woman, the woman is uncomfortable. The man carries the woman to the bed, pulls the lamp, and makes up.

But... Now it seems that Jing Yan is angry with Xiao ran, making trouble with him. How can Xiao ran, who is shy, take the initiative to climb to Jing Yan's bed.

Miss Tong fenyue thought and began to worry again.

After thinking about it, she told her sister-in-law, ”Jing Yan hasn't fully recovered. You can cook more soup for him these days. It's better to be a wild turtle.”

”I know, I understand.” With an ambiguous smile on her face, Mrs. Zhou's eyes narrowed into a crack. ”In the morning, fishermen set up stalls by the river to sell them. They are pure wild.”

Tong fenyue nodded with approval, ”well, you'll buy more and stew for him these days.”

……

LAN Jingyan pushed open the door of the master bedroom, which was cold and quiet, without the slightest popularity.

Obviously, Fu Zhiran doesn't live here these days.

He moved to the next room, reached out and gently unscrewed the door lock and pushed it open.

The clacking came from inside.

Oh.

Red eyes? Disappointed?

With a sneer in his heart, he walked in with his feet raised. Fu Zhiran sat in front of the computer desk, his hands quickly tapping on the keyboard, concentrating.

But it's not coding, it's chatting.

It's all in English.

Who is she chatting with so deeply?

Lan Jing Yan looks at the nickname on the dialog box, which means ”fire burns cloud” in English.

”I know. I love you.”

Fu Zhiran knocks enter and the message is sent out.

She reached for her glass and lowered her head to drink. Suddenly, the reflection of a man appeared in the quilt.

She was surprised.

Turn the head, raise the small face, on the man a pair of evil cold eyes.