Chapter 391

Fu Tingyu put away her mobile phone. Her eyes had not moved away. Looking at the expectation in her eyes, Fu Tingyu's anger increased: "if I have to take you back to Jiangcheng?"

In the face of such Fu Tingyu, Qin Shu wanted to say that he couldn't go back. He just opened his mouth and didn't say anything. What he said would only make him more angry.

In a man's heart, she is like a delicate flower who can't stand any wind and rain, and can't see the bloodbath. Under his wing, she can't understand the world or anything

but she doesn't want to go back to Jiangcheng, and she doesn't want to go back to the past. She can't do anything. She is so weak that she can only drag down his woman.

She wanted him well, wanted to find the missing medicine for him, but didn't want to let him know that the woman he cared for was doing something risky.

If a man knows, he will not let her out of the house. Maybe he will watch her more seriously.

In the guest room, there was silence.

Only the clock on the wall of the living room makes a slight noise, which is very clear.

Fu Tingyu's tall and straight figure stood in front of her, like a still mountain. He pursed his lips, and his deep eyes locked her tightly, waiting for her response.

She tried to hold her fist tightly, because some of her eyes were not under the control of a man.

She found that Fu Tingyu had changed a lot. If it was before, he would carry her back without saying a word. He would not even listen to the explanation, because explanation is a cover up.

Now he, learned to restrain, will not be so impulsive, in addition to do not believe her, he has changed a lot for her.

She tried to reach for the man's clenched hand when a knock on the door broke the silence in the room.

Dong Dong ～

the one who knocks on the door must be the hotel service to deliver the meal, because there is no sudden knock on the door at night. Even if there is something wrong, you will call in advance.

Fu Tingyu staggered in front of the people, went straight to the door, opened the door, the waiters outside the door was suddenly cold to be scared.

"You ordered lunch, sir."

"Come in." Fu Tingyu releases the door handle, turns around and walks in. When passing by the girl, she reaches out and takes her hand. Qin Shu looks up at the man for a few seconds.

Fu Tingyu said: "wash your hands and have lunch."

Then he led her to the bathroom.

Qin Shu keeps pace with men.

In the bathroom, Qin Shu and Fu Tingyu stood side by side in front of the washing pool.

Hand sanitizer is on the man's side. If she wants it, she has to reach out.

Fu Tingyu squeezed a few drops of hand sanitizer.

Qin Shu stretched out her hand. Before touching the hand sanitizer, she was held in her heart by a big hand. Then, when she looked at the man's expressionless handsome face and was in a daze, the other big hand pulled her left hand. The hand lotion in the man's palm immediately covered her hands.

She lowered her eyes and looked at a pair of big hands of a man. She held her hands and applied the hand lotion carefully. He was very gentle, which was quite different from the cold feeling of him at this time?

After rubbing her hands, she held her hand under the automatic faucet. After a second, the tap water washed her and men's hands from top to bottom.

In the process of washing, the man carefully washed her hand again.

After washing for nearly two minutes, she removed her hand and pulled out a soft towel from a small shelf on one side to wipe the water drops on her hands.

Qin Shu raised his eyes and looked at the man. He drooped his eyes. Under his thick eyebrows and eyelashes, his deep eyes were cold. His lips with moderate thickness were tightly pursed, but the movements on his hands were extremely light.

After wiping, Fu Tingyu throws the towel into the dustbin, takes her hand and takes her out of the bathroom.

From the beginning to the end, the men were silent.

After placing the food, the waiter pushes the dining car away.

Qin Shu followed the man to the table. The chair was opened by the man. She sat down on the chair.

Fu Tingyu also went to the opposite side, opened his chair and sat down. He took a sip of water from one side to his mouth.

Qin Shu looked at the food in front of her, all of which she liked to eat. She was really hungry, but she had no appetite at all.

She raised her eyes and looked at the man opposite. After he put down the water cup, he picked up the chopsticks on the right side and ate the food in front of her. He always looked good-looking, elegant and expensive.

She dropped her eyes, picked up chopsticks, and ate the food in front of her carelessly. She didn't want to affect the atmosphere on the table because of herself.

Fu Tingyu also has no appetite. He just has to eat food mechanically. He doesn't know what the taste is. Anyway, he is not comfortable.

There was silence at the table.

Qin Shu quietly finished a bowl of rice in front of him, put down his chopsticks and took out a paper towel to wipe the oil stains on the corners of his mouth.

Fu Tingyu also put down his chopsticks, took out a paper towel, wiped the corners of his mouth, took out his mobile phone with the other hand, and called the waiter to collect the dishes and chopsticks.Then stand up and walk out of the dining room. When passing the glass coffee table, he stoops to pick up the cigarette box and igniter on it. He steps to the balcony of the living room and closes the glass door.

The long figure sits on the wooden chair on the balcony, with legs overlapping. The slender fingers draw a cigarette from the cigarette box. The smoke overflows from the corner of the mouth, like driving away some irritability.

Qin Shu sat at the table and watched the man leave in silence. He felt like two people in the cold war. The atmosphere was very depressing.

She thought for a while and got up and walked out of the dining room. When she came to the living room, she saw a man sitting in a chair smoking on the balcony.

Often heard that women, have unhappy sad, have pressure, can rely on crying to vent.

Men and women are different, they do not easily cry, tears do not play.

There are pressure, irritability will choose two things to ease, one is wine, the other is smoke.

Either way, excess is bad for your health.

She has only seen a man cry once.

It was a previous life. She was designed by Qin ya, cut her wrist and put it into a bathtub filled with water to create a suicide scene.

When the man came to pick her up from the bathtub, she was cold, angry, pale and without a trace of anger.

It was also the first time that she saw a man cry red eyes, showing a look of sadness and rejection, as if his world collapsed into a dead silence.

A man who had never cried, but shed tears for her, was more shocked than the ugly scar at the corner of her eye when he first met.

Thinking of this, Qin Shu walked around the sofa and went to the glass door of the balcony. He saw that the man had finished smoking a cigarette. He took another cigarette out of the cigarette box and held it to his mouth. Holding the igniter in his right hand, he lit the cigarette. When the slender knuckles moved the cigarette away, a faint green smoke overflowed.

She reached out and opened the glass door. A smell of smoke came to her face, making her want to cough.

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