Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 943 Old things in the Republic of China: Even if it is indifferent, it is also romantic 39
During the two seconds that Chu Jin'an looked at him, his mind was full of messy thoughts.

She bent down in front of him and fell into the abyss in Fu Rongheng's eyes. The tip of her nose was about to touch the tip of her nose. They looked at each other, and no one avoided it. In the stalemate, it was a hint or acquiescence.

Chu Jin'an clearly caught a mole of tenderness that should not be noticed in the blue shadow of the man's eyelashes. It was close in front of his eyes, and he wanted to lick it away wetly.

When he spoke, his breath slowly fell on his face, which was clear and slightly hot.

The collision of ice and fire, the snow melted, sprayed her all over, it was icy cold, the skin on her face, which was closest to him, was numb and unconscious.

In the office, it was dim and dark, from the perspective of the back peeping secretly, there was a sense of story like a warlord and his personal doctor, and the atmosphere was full.

It's just that the private doctor probably wouldn't reach out, put his hand on the warlord's face, and stroked it slowly.

Taboo, guilt.

In the corridor, there are also the footsteps of night shift doctors or patients, dang dang, passing the door again and again, from far to near, and then far away, clearly entering the ears, and the door will be pushed in at any time, making the atmosphere more tense.

No, it's locked, so it doesn't matter what you do, and you won't be discovered, it's just where she works during the day.

Chu Jin'an used his fingertips to carefully touch the three inches below the other's left eyelid, the shallow scar left a few days ago.

Ask him, "Does your face still hurt?"

A soft and astringent voice broke the silence.

If it weren't for the ambiguous movements and the long stay, judging from the white coat from the back and the military uniform on the side, it would look like an extremely serious medical examination.

If there was a stethoscope next to him, Chu Jin'an really wanted to untie his shirt and press it on his heart.

He was a little surprised at her behavior.

"Talking about this?" Fu Rongheng tilted his head slightly, his head was resting on the back of the chair, his body was very relaxed, his collarbone was half exposed, he didn't care, his temperament was forbidden to death, cold and inviolable.

At the same time, as he leaned back, the distance between the two of them was too close, and the clear breath left his cheeks, but he did not refuse her hand on his face.

He looked at her and only said, "You have strong hands."

He is personable and doesn't care about women.

The eyes that looked at her were a little blurred, as if nothing existed.

Chu Jin'an is a typical person with a wicked heart but no guts. Under Fu Rongheng's teaching for several years, he has developed a respect for him.

She didn't dare to look down, her hands were still on his face, the skin under her fingertips was really good, she was guilty, and said stiffly: "Who told you to mess with me."

I regret it a bit. I hit him with earrings back then. What a pity to leave scars on such a beautiful face.

"It's all fourth brother's fault." Fu Rongheng smiled, true or false, the touch of her hand was very crispy, he didn't change his expression, turned his face away, and turned his face mercilessly in the next sentence, "Take your hands away, itchy."

"..."

Forget itching!
Unreasonable Fourth Master Fu!
Chu Jin'an snorted coldly, withdrew his hand forcefully, drooping, fingertips inadvertently brushed the skin of his collarbone, the touch was smooth enough, and the lines were hard.

He was indifferent.

The air became quiet again, only the sound of the rain outside the window was left, patting on the sycamore tree, making a knowing sound.

Chu Jin'an felt that he was like this rain, cold and clear, cold to the bone.

After thinking about it again, it was wrong, the rain would only get her wet, and he would even hold an umbrella for her to shelter from the rain.

Fu Rongheng saw that her heart was soft, and habitually taught her: "Be hard on people's hearts, it's not good for you to be like that."

Chu Jin'an asked back: "Including fourth brother?"

Learn to counter him.

The silhouette of the man sank in the dim skylight, and the cold incandescent light in the hospital corridor penetrated through the cracks of the door, illuminating his hanging finger bones, and most of his body was still hidden in the mountains and rivers.

But see him laugh.

"Except for me."

The calm confidence and frivolous capital shocked people's hearts.

The conversation ended here, Chu Jin'an couldn't say anything about him, except for the sentence of thinking about him out of his mind.

Fu Rongheng glanced at the time on his watch, it was time to leave, he picked up the newspaper and asked her, "Do you want any more?"

Chu Jin'an didn't understand what he was going to do and shook his head.

Fu Rongheng folded a paper airplane two or three times, the movements were smooth, and the elegant Xianya hid his rebellious bones, and threw it towards the trash can.

Chu Jin'an was stunned, he didn't expect him to play this game, and felt that it didn't suit him.

"What's there to see, I'm not young?" His voice was weak.

Chu Jin Anxin thought that you were harsh when you were young, and moved faster than he consciously stopped the man's movement: "It's not good to litter, I'll throw it for you."

Fu Rongheng looked at her and said, "It's up to you."

He got up, put on his clothes, and finally was willing to button up his shirt, and picked up his military uniform. The feeling of depression that outsiders could not easily see disappeared, and he was still unattainable.

Chu Jin'an felt that he didn't like the feeling of being restrained, so he didn't miss the chance to breathe.

Fu Rongheng was buttoning up his military uniform, standing in the shadows, thinking of something, raised his eyes and asked her: "Is the jade pendant I gave you still there?"

Chu Jin'an put the paper airplane into his pocket, watched his movements, too abstinent, a visual feast: "Yes."

He only gave her a special piece of jade, and she remembered it deeply: "What's wrong? If you want to go back, pretend I didn't say anything."

Fu Rongheng didn't say anything: "Take it well."

He paused and asked her to come over. Chu Jin'an walked over consciously, stood in front of the man, raised his hand to stretch the neckline for him, fastened the last button, and smoothed it out.

In the breath, there is the cold fragrance of his body, just like the master.

Looking up, his mouth is thin and pale, always indifferent.

I remember that his kiss was very cold, the coldness that made people freeze all over was turned into a throat-burning debauchery, thinking about it, my heart itched.

Chu Jin'an was a little absent-minded, and always felt that although their relationship had changed, Fu Rongheng didn't seem to be much different from before...

What about Boundless Love?

Maybe it's not just that she hasn't come out of her childhood sweetheart's cognition, but Fu Rongheng's mentality has also not been adjusted.

That night, did he care about kissing her or was he forced?
Chu Jin'an was a little uncertain, and it made him uncomfortable to think about it.

"It's a wrong button." The voice next to my ear reminded me, clear and calm.

Chu Jinan regained his senses and helped him buckle up again.

The girl's skin is whiter than that of a white coat, her facial features are regular, and she has the subtle and softness of an Asian. Her eyelashes are drooping, she is focusing on his buttons, her hands are moving around the man's collar, her eyes are open to scrutiny, like camellias blooming on a rainy night.

"I don't have time to take care of you recently, so don't worry." Fu Rongheng looked at her for a while and said.

He just wanted to see her today, talk to her, or anything else, in short, he wanted to be quiet, and he couldn't think about anything else, as for the time delay, he would start at night and early in the morning.

When Fu Rongheng said this, he didn't expect her to be even more worry-free.

"Understood the fourth brother."

Chu Jin'an agreed, and went to the locker room to change. Looking at the heavy rain outside, it was even more annoying to think that he didn't bring an umbrella.

(End of this chapter)