Chapter 943 Old Events of the Republic of China: Even indifference is still romantic 39

Author: Feifei my heart

Chapter 943 Old Events of the Republic of China: Even indifference is still romantic 39

In the two seconds when Chu Jinan looked at him, his head was filled with messy thoughts.

She bent down in front of him and fell into the abyss in Fu Rongheng's eyes. The tips of their noses were about to touch each other. They looked at each other. No one avoided it. In the stalemate, they were hinting or acquiescing.

Chu Jinan clearly caught the shadow of the man's fallen eyelashes, and there was an unnoticeable mole of affection, right in front of his eyes, and he wanted to lick it away wetly.

When he spoke, his breath slowly fell on his face, clear and slightly warm.

The collision of ice and fire caused the snow to melt and sprinkle on her body. The ice was cold and the skin on her face, which was closest to him, was numb and unconscious.

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

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

Taboo, guilt.

There are also the footsteps of night shift doctors or patients in the corridor. They pass by the door again and again, from far to near, then farther away, clearly entering the ears, and they will push the door in at any time, making the atmosphere more and more tense.

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

Chu Jinan used his fingertips to carefully touch the three inches below the opponent's left eyelid, where he found 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 movement and long pause, judging from the white coat on the back and the military uniform hanging aside, it would have looked like a serious medical examination.

If there was a stethoscope next to him, Chu Jinan really wanted to unbutton his shirt and press it on his heart.

He was a little surprised at her behavior.

"Talk about this?" Fu Rongheng raised his head slightly, resting his head on the back of the chair. His body was very relaxed. His collar was down and his collarbone was half exposed. He didn't care. His temperament was restrained to death, cold and inviolable.

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

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

He is personable and doesn't care about women.

The eyes looking at her were a bit blurry, as if there was nothing there.

Chu Jinan is a typical person with a thief's heart but no courage. Under Fu Rongheng's teachings for several years, he has developed a respect for him.

She didn't dare to look down. She still put her hand on his face. The skin under her fingertips was really good. She felt guilty and said harshly: "Who told you to mess with me?"

I regret a little bit. I hit him with an earring at that time. It was such a pity to leave scars on such an attractive face.

"It's all the fourth brother's fault." Fu Rongheng smiled, it was true or false, the touch of her hand was quite soft, his expression did not change, he moved his face, and then he said ruthlessly, "Take your hand away, it's itchy."

"..."

It itches you to death, forget it!

Inhumane Fourth Master Fu!

Chu Jinan snorted coldly, withdrew his hand forcefully, lowered it, and his fingertips inadvertently brushed the skin of his collarbone. It felt smooth and hard.

He was indifferent.

The air became quiet again, leaving only the sound of rain outside the window, hitting the sycamore trees, making a knowing sound.

Chu Jinan felt like he was like this rain, cold and clear, chilling to the bone.

Then she thought it was wrong, the rain would only get her wet, and he would hold an umbrella for her to protect her from the rain.

Fu Rongheng saw that she was soft-hearted and habitually taught her: "Be tough on people's hearts. It's not good for you to do that."

Chu Jinan asked back: "Including fourth brother?"

Learn to fight against him.

The man's profile was sunk in the dim skylight, and the cold incandescent light from the hospital corridor seeped in through the cracks in the door, illuminating his hanging finger bones, and most of his body was still hidden in the mountains and rivers.

But I saw him smiling.

"Except me."

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

The conversation ended here. Chu Jinan couldn't speak to him, except for his words, which he couldn't help but ponder over.

Fu Rongheng looked at the time on his watch. It was time to leave. He picked up the newspaper and asked her, "Do you want more?"

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

Fu Rongheng folded the paper airplane two or three times with very smooth movements. The noble Xianya hid her rebellion and threw it towards the trash can.

Chu Jinan was stunned. He didn't expect him to play this, and he felt that he didn't fit in with him.

"What's there to see? I wasn't young?" He said in a weak voice.

Chu Jinxin thought that you were also harsh when you were young, so he stopped the man's movement faster than he realized: "It's not good to litter, I'll throw it for you."

Fu Rongheng looked at her: "It's up to you."

He stood up, put on his clothes, and finally was willing to button up his shirt and pick up his military uniform. The feeling of depression that was easily invisible to outsiders disappeared and remained unattainable.

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

Fu Rongheng was buttoning his military uniform. Standing in the shadows, he thought of something and raised his eyes to ask her: "Do you still have the jade pendant I gave you before?"

Chu Jinan put the paper airplane into his pocket and looked at his movements. It was so ascetic and a feast for the eyes: "Here he is."

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

Fu Rongheng said nothing: "Put it away."

He made a move and asked her to come over. Chu Jinan walked over consciously, stood in front of the man, raised his hand to stretch his collar, buttoned the last button, smoothed it, and smoothed it.

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

Looking upward, his mouth is thin and pale in color, always cold.

I remember that his kiss was very cold, and the coldness that froze my whole body was a throat-burning wantonness. When I thought about it, my heart felt itchy.

Chu Jinan was a little absent-minded. He always felt that although their relationship had changed, Fu Rongheng didn't seem to treat her much differently from before...

What about the promised romance?

Maybe it's not just that she hasn't gotten over her childhood sweetheart, but Fu Rongheng's mentality hasn't gotten over either.

That night, did he care about kissing her or was he forced?

Chu Jinan was a little unsure and felt uncomfortable thinking about it.

"Wrong buckle." The voice in my ear reminded me, clear and calm.

Chu Jinan came to his senses and helped him buckle it again.

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

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

He just wanted to see her today, talk to her, anything. In short, he wanted to have some peace and quiet. He was so worried about things that he was worried about that he couldn't think of anything else. As for the time he wasted, he spent his time late at night and early in the morning.

When he said this, Fu Rongheng did not expect that she would be even more trouble-free.

"I know, fourth brother."

Chu Jinan agreed and went to the dressing room to change clothes. Looking at the heavy rain outside, he was even more annoyed when he thought that he didn't bring an umbrella.
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