Chapter 18

Zheng Fanlin left the old house early. He could not feel the joy of family reunion here. Even with his presence, the others became particularly uncomfortable.

Zheng Fanlin drank some wine, but he insisted on driving alone. It took more than two hours to drive from the Zheng family's old house to the city. He opened the car window and kept his head awake in the cold night breeze outside.

The radio station is playing nostalgic music. Compared to the messy personal music of the world, Zheng Fanlin likes these traditional songs more. In fact, he can sing and likes to sing. However, when he goes out for socializing, there are always people of all kinds singing for him. He only spoke for one person. She sat quietly beside her, and she was intoxicated by listening, but now the only listener is no longer by her.

Zheng Fanlin knew that drinking and driving was a dangerous move, so he drove very slowly, giving the less sober brain enough time to deal with anything that would happen. However, he was lucky, most of them might be spending the Mid-Autumn Festival at home, unimpeded along the way.

Zheng Fanlin parked the car under Luo Xuran's house and counted up layer by layer until he saw the lights in her room, and then he stared at the window intently. He had countless nights looking up at it. On such a full moon night, he stood here alone, looking extremely sad.

Zheng Fanlin trembled his hands, lit a cigarette, and breathed in the smoke ring, which allowed the loneliness in his heart to dispel a little. He stood motionlessly, with cigarette butts thrown on the ground, just like his mood at this moment, in a state of disgrace.

I don’t know how long it took, but Zheng Fanlin saw that the lights in Luo Xuran’s room were out. He knew that he should leave. After smoking the last cigarette in his hand, he took a look nostalgic and got into the car.

While he was waiting for him to start the car and prepare to leave, he saw Luo Xuran and Luo Yaoyi walking out at the gate. He immediately surrounded him because he was far away. Zheng Fanlin couldn't hear the sound there, but he knew that the reporter would ask some sharp questions, such as whether they were living together.

Zheng Fanlin clenched his fists. Luo Xuran spent the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15th, and did not leave until midnight. At this time, the two people besieged by the reporters were close together. Luo Yaoyi faced the reporter's flash with a smile and generously let them take a picture. I don't know what he said, all the reporters left with him, and waved to Luo Xuran before leaving.

Luo Xuran turned around and looked at Zheng Fanlin's direction, but she didn't stop at all and turned around and walked in.

Zheng Fanlin had a raging fire, and the more it burned, he didn't know how strong Luo Xuran and Luo Yaoyi developed, but it was obvious that they were better than him. They spent the Mid-Autumn Festival together, and maybe they had a good night together. When they thought that Luo Yaoyi might have possessed such a beautiful Luo Xuran, Zheng Fanlin wanted to crush him.

He suddenly changed his mind. Instead of thinking about it here, it would be better to ask clearly. If Luo Xuran really had something happened to Luo Yaoyi, even if he wanted to kill someone, he could not make things difficult for her, because he used to be a bastard, occupying Luo Xuran and playing tricks outside. Of course, he didn't want them to have any closer relationship, because only he could have the slutty and gasping Luo Xuran.

Zheng Fanlin stood outside the door and rang the doorbell for a long time. He had enough patience today. He continued to press the door if no one answered the door, and he didn't even mind exposing the relationship between the two. He was not armed, and there were three units on the floor where Luo Xuran lived, which could be seen at any time.

Luo Xuran heard the doorbell that refused to give up at the beginning of taking a shower, so she had to rush over for a while and put on the bath towel. She thought it was Luo Yaoyi who was returning, but when Maoyan saw that there was someone else standing, she suddenly felt devastated.

The two seemed to be more patient than that. One was swearing to ring the doorbell, and the other refused to open the door, and just stood in a stalemate...

When Luo Xuran stood up, his feet were sore, Zheng Fanlin was still standing outside the door. She never knew that he had such great patience, but in the end she was defeated and had to open the door and let the evil god come in.

When Zheng Fanlin heard the sound of unlocking the lock, a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he still let him win, but he couldn't laugh the next second.

Because Luo Xuran, who was standing in front of him, only used a bath towel to encircle important parts, her fair and tender shoulders and slender legs all impacted his vision. He even thought of the concave and convex figure under the white cloth, the plump and round peaks, the pink and soft honey hole, the ketone body he touched countless times still made his blood boil.

Luo Xuran noticed Zheng Fanlin's hot sight and felt a sense of pride that he shouldn't have. His unconcealed desire shows that so many years have passed, and he is still interested in himself.

Zheng Fanlin moved in quickly, his eyes still staring at Luo Xuran naked, as if he was about to strip her naked. Luo Xuran deliberately tortured people, sat on the sofa, raised his right leg high and crossed it on his left leg, and his movements were slow and seductive. Zheng Fanlin couldn't see it in detail, but it was enough to arouse his desire.

The giant dragon between Zheng Fanlin's legs raised unyieldingly, rubbing his underwear swellingly. After he sat down, he kept exchanging his legs, and he could not dissipate the unbearable heat.

Luo Xuran laughed in her heart, but her face was not shy, and said coldly: Mr. Zheng, can you keep your word?

I saw Luo Yaoyi leaving from you.Pang Liwei did not answer Luo Xuran's question directly.

So what?Luo Xuran raised her eyebrows lightly and retorted with a sneer.

Zheng Fanlin was stabbed by Luo Xuran's cold attitude, and he still said patiently: Are you in a good relationship?

I actually don’t know what Mr. Zheng asked about whether the relationship is good or not. Is it a good relationship that can be eaten and chatted, or a good relationship that can go to bed?Luo Xuran supported her chin with one hand, leaned on her thigh, approached Zheng Fanlin, and asked ambiguously.

Zheng Fanlin's eyes were completely attracted by the loose bath towel. He had already vaguely seen the watershed-like cleavage, and the heat flow kept rushing down. She could do this seductive posture at will. He forgot how good she was at making him out of control.

But not long after, Luo Xuran sat back and looked at Zheng Fanlin who was burning with desire sarcasticly. However, no matter what kind of relationship it was, it had nothing to do with you, Mr. Zheng.

Zheng Fanlin was afraid that Luo Xuran, who was covered in thorns, would completely abandon him from her world, making him feel that he had no chance, and felt sad in his heart. Do those reporters want me to do some?

No, just take it, it’s not a bed photo, there’s nothing to show to others.

Luo Xuran spoke so easily, but Zheng Fanlin couldn't feel relaxed. When she was with her before, she didn't dodge any time. In public, she refused to even call him, but for Luo Yaoyi, she said she would take the photos as soon as she took them, which was completely different.

Zheng Fanlin sat silently, Luo Xuran was uncomfortable all over. She couldn't figure out that he ran over again and again, without making any requests to her, and she looked lonely every time. What do you want?

If she was soft-hearted, he did it, and Luo Xuran couldn't help but want to scold herself for being a slut. When she was lonely, where was this man?

He may be romantic and happy with different people. Now he shouldn't feel sad because of the sadness he showed.

Luo Xuran didn't want to continue to stay like this with him, so she stood up and said: Mr. Zheng, please come back, I need a rest.

Zheng Fanlin had been with her for just a few minutes and couldn't bear to leave at all. Can I let me stay for a while?

No, we have broken our grace and righteousness. Zheng Fanlin, how do you think we should hurt me enough?Luo Xuran quickly moistened her eyes. She couldn't keep calm in front of him. She used to love him with her life.

Zheng Fanlin said with little confidence: I know I was not good before, especially when getting married, you were heartbroken, but I left immediately...

Enough, don't mention that to me, I don't want to know.Luo Xuran interrupted Zheng Fanlin and said weakly: If you really don’t care about life and death, then you can keep it.

After Luo Xuran said that, he went back to the room. Zheng Fanlin could not care about her life and death. He pressed his painful chest and walked out of the door with a staggering pace. Finally, he looked at Luo Xuran's back nostalgic before slowly closing the door.