Chapter 2981

Fang LAN raised her eyes and looked at him. She found that he had a lot of sparse stubble on his chin recently. The man who has always been clean and tidy has a taste of slovenness.

She reached out and touched his chin. Zhuang Shihao caught her hand.

"Lan Lan, there's something I want to tell you."

"Well, you say."

Zhuang Shihao was really hard to say. He pretended to be Bai Jingru for many days. From the trumpet, he knew Fang Lan's joys and sorrows and the change of her feelings.

Because of this, he got the most important opportunity.

However, he can not always use this way to explore her heart and get her feelings by cheating.

"Lan Lan, in fact, Bai Jingru's wechat..."

Fang LAN looked into his eyes.

Zhuang Shihao finally said, "I registered it."

"So it's not that you know Bai Jingru at all, or that you deliberately add me and use this identity to approach me. When I was abroad, it's also because of this that you can know my situation at the first time?" Fang LAN asked calmly.

Zhuang Shihao would rather she be angry. At least that proves that she has emotions and feelings, rather than now. It seems that everything has not happened, but the undercurrent is hidden in the depths.

"Lan Lan." Zhuang Shihao lowered his head and was covered with gloom. "At that time, I had no choice. I was too afraid of losing you."

He looked up: "my fault, I am willing to bear."

Fang Lan was just expressionless.

In fact, when she learned about the trumpet, she was really angry and angry.

But she also knew that many of them had to.

Over the past few days, her state of mind has been calm, and the man in front of her knew she had delivered with her heart and lungs. He took the initiative to admit that she couldn't afford to be angry.

"Well, it's all right." Fang Lan said calmly that the milk in her hand was almost cold. She planned to heat it up.

Zhuang Shihao thought she was disappointed to go. He grabbed her and wrapped her in his arms: "Fang LAN!"

"I'll heat up some milk."

"Don't leave me." The man's voice was low and dark, with a strong sense of uncertainty.

Fang LAN put down the cup and realized that she seemed to have done something wrong?

"What's the matter with you?" Fang LAN asked softly. He looked really haggard, and the whole person was surrounded by a layer of gloom.

Zhuang Shihao bowed his head and kissed her lips, forcing her to the corner of the balcony. He was eager, pressed her and put her on his body.

It seems that only in this way can she prove that she belongs to herself.

Fang LAN indulged in it, but was angry: "Zhuang Shihao, you didn't take measures..."

"I want you like this." Zhuang Shihao's voice was suppressed and buried in her shoulder.

Fang LAN couldn't refuse and whispered, "don't do this... Youyou, they're coming back..."

Men don't stop.

Afraid of youyou's return, and unable to resist the sweetness, Fang Lan's body and mind were tense, and suddenly heard a knock at the door.

She exclaimed.

This subtle action made Zhuang Shihao stiff.

However, the knock soon disappeared, as if someone had knocked on the wrong door.

Fang Lan was surprised and lost his mind. He whispered, "husband... Husband."

Zhuang Shihao replied, "yes. Said he would never leave me... "