He is delusional

Chapter 603 Indifferent
"On the night of his 22nd birthday party, we were all drunk. I helped him back to the room to rest. He was sticky and stuck on me. Then, I was also a little obsessed with sex. I didn't hold on, and a lot happened. Adult matters." Fu Mian brought it up now, but his expression was still incomprehensible, "It was only later that I realized that a man can't be hard when he's really drunk, dammit, he just pretended to be me."

Tobi really didn't know the story, so she wanted to laugh: "And then? Is it so embarrassing? What will happen the next morning?"

Fu Mian straightened her back: "Does it need to be said? I ran with the plane overnight! If I ran slower, I would have a broken leg."

"Isn't it? You grew up with Young Master Lu's mother. She should love you very much, right? Even if you did something wrong, she wouldn't be willing to beat you, right?"

"I mean, break my legs so I don't run away, so that I can marry him - the day the parents have been waiting for a long time."

Yuan also snorted and collapsed on the bed laughing completely, hahahaha...

Fu Mian wanted to laugh too, and lay back on the bed.

Their first time was more due to the atmosphere. After all, words such as adult men and women, alcohol, the dead of night, etc., can lure people to taste the forbidden fruit, but then Lu Chubei chased her from the end of the world to the end of the world. , One mouthful of "I have liked you since I was a child", how could she be indifferent?

And once the heart softened, it was like opening a sluice gate, and it couldn't be stopped anymore.

Yuan also slept with Fu Mian tonight, but at two o'clock in the morning, Fu Mian, who had premarital syndrome, still couldn't fall asleep, and didn't want to wake Yuan Ye up and down, so she lay dead when she suddenly heard someone knocking on the French window facing the garden. .

This hotel is a villa style, Fu Mian lived on the first floor, she opened the curtains strangely, never thought that the person outside the window was Lu Chubei.

"How did you come?"

"Can't sleep?"

The two uttered their voices almost at the same time, and their voices overlapped. Fu Mian blinked and smiled. The floor inside the house was half a meter higher than the floor outside. She lay on the window sill and looked down at him, and asked rhetorically, "How do you know?"

"I guessed it." Lu Chubei took out something from his pocket, stretched out his hand and handed it to her, "Here you are."

Chamomile-scented steam eye mask.

The steam eye mask is relaxing for others, and has a sleeping effect for Fu Mian. Every time I can't sleep, I will fall asleep before the heat dissipates. She bent her lips: "I was thinking about it just now, but unfortunately I forgot to bring it. Otherwise, I'd be asleep by now."

At this time, the inside and outside of the hotel are quiet, and even the wind is a little more gentle. Lu Chubei's eyebrows and eyes are elegant: "For so many years, whether you are by my side or not, I have prepared a copy of your daily necessities in the suitcase. What are you missing? You can get them all from me."

Fu Mian knew his habit. Not only did he carry steam eye masks, cosmetics and skin care products, even menstrual products, but he also updated them with her, from ordinary sanitary napkins to liquid sanitary napkins to tampons... because she used to hide He ran away every day, and sometimes he ran away in a hurry without bringing anything. He chased her, and he brought her things for her convenience.

Thinking of these things, Fu Mian's heart was softer than cotton, and he didn't speak.

Lu Chubei whispered: "Go back to sleep."

Fu Mian nodded and was about to leave the window when Lu Chubei suddenly called out, "Sister Mianmian."

ah?It's been a long time since he called her that. Fu Mian turned her head and caught Lu Chubei's deep and focused eyes unexpectedly: "It's the last time I called you that. After tomorrow, I will change my name."

(End of this chapter)