Chapter 292, White Moonlight and Cinnabar Mole
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After walking around, Fang Chen and Fang Jiuran returned to the other courtyard arranged for them by the Lin family.

Fang Chen has already cast a psychological shadow on places like villas.

Fortunately, this villa is slightly different from the previous one in the same community as Qin Yong.

I heard that the building materials used are all built according to certain grades and standards.

Safety can be guaranteed!
Otherwise, Fang Chen would really go crazy.

"Dust".

Fang Jiuran took off his coat and sat shyly beside Fang Chen, nestling in the arms of the young man.

There was a balcony in the Lin family courtyard, and Fang Chen and Fang Jiuran sat on the balcony and looked into the distance.

The sun is setting and the setting sun is drooping slightly.

"Um?".

"Since when did you fall in love with me?"

Fang Jiuran poked Fang Chen's arm and asked mischievously.

Fang Chen froze for a moment, yes, this is very Seventh Sister.

This question really stopped Fang Chen at once, when exactly?

It seems that I am not sure...

Maybe it was love at first sight?
The white skirt is fluttering, and the black silk is seductive.

"Heisi's eternal god!".

Fang Chen blurted out subconsciously.

Fang Jiuran was not used to him, so he just twisted it under the armpit, and Fang Chen suddenly roared: "Aw!".

Fang Jiuran's small hands are not strong enough.

But what a woman's skills are good!
Fang Chen rubbed his arms in pain; "It should be that time...".

Fang Jiuran stared at his eyes seriously, but Fang Chen was much more honest; "Actually, you have moved my heart quite a lot."

"For example, the phrase 'I am a brother-in-law'".

Thinking of the classic line of Seventh Sister's first appearance, Fang Jiuran blushed pretty and couldn't help laughing.

Fang Chen at that time, all the memories of the first half of his life disappeared.

Staying with Yu Qiushan, tasting the warmth and coldness of the world, he has experienced too many contemptuous eyes when he is looked down upon by others.

The true love in the world comes from kindness and love from the heart.

For example, the moment Fang Jiuran stood in front of the young man for the first time and looked directly into Fang Chen's gaze, there was that refreshing soft light.

Like a ray of white moonlight, shining in Fang Chen's bewildered heart.

Fang Jiuran let out a chuckle, and pinched Fang Chen; "Okay, you, so you plotted against me back then...".

Fang Chen's face was full of black lines, what is plotting?

Fang Chen touched the ends of Fang Jiuran's hair; "And you helped Mr.

Yu to load the vegetables, your movements were obviously jerky, but you pretended to be very skilled, and you kindly helped the neighbors in the vegetable market to get back the protection fee...

".

That time, Fang Chen was quite touched.

Fang Jiuran is a hot-tempered and impatient.

It was the first time to think about things from Fang Chen's point of view, but that time alone made Fang Chen's heart as sweet as eating honey.

"Give me a huge sum of [-] million yuan as pocket money, and I can feel your love from the bottom of my heart."

Fang Jiuran stuck out his little tongue; "It's not because I feel sorry for you to deliver food, you are eating soft food, stinky brother."

"Cut, what's wrong with eating soft rice? I'm proud of eating soft rice."

"The doctor said that I have a bad stomach, so I am suitable for eating soft rice.

I not only eat soft rice, but I also want to eat soft rice hard...".

Fang Jiuran slipped into Fang Chen's arms like a kitten.

Laughing like an old hen laying eggs kept on 'clucking and clucking'.

"When Lin Ranran broke up with me, I felt my heart go cold, as if the whole world had abandoned me."

"As a result, you not only helped me maintain the stage, but also slapped them in the face forcefully, which gave me the feeling that for the first time, I could hold my chest up even if I was wearing a delivery uniform."

It was a kind of warmth, or family affection.

Although this is not the reason for Fang Chen to embark on the road of pretending to be a face-slapping face, it has to be said that the young man's words are all from his true feelings.

These things may be small, subtle.

But Fang Chen is an emotional person, and sometimes he does things with lightning speed and decisiveness.

But occasionally there will be some indecision.

Fang Chen's temperament can well reflect the great kindness of human nature.

He knows how to be forgiving and forgiving.

I also understand the truth that cutting the grass does not remove the roots, and the spring breeze blows and regenerates.

He has a set of ideas and standards for being a human being, among which there are far-reaching influences from Yu Qiushan's earnest teachings, and perhaps Fang Jiuran's lingering enthusiasm.

"And that time you asked me to find you at Tianding Group..."

Thinking of this, Fang Chen himself felt nostalgic.

In just one month, I didn't expect so many things to happen.

"That day you said, today, I am your girlfriend."

"At that time, I felt an inexplicable throbbing, as if my heartstrings were gently "plucked" by someone."

That whole day, Fang Chen was restless.

Perhaps it was also because of that day that Fang Chen's feelings for Fang Jiuran changed slightly.

Of course, even if he said it now, Fang Chen himself would not admit it.

"Later, Mr.

Huang and I were in danger in the extreme north.

When you knew about it, you rushed from the imperial capital to the capital immediately."

"All the way, non-stop, without any delay."

Seeing Fang Jiuran at that time, Fang Chen felt distressed from the bottom of his heart.

After several days of not sleeping, Fang Jiuran had dark circles under his eyes and his spirit was extremely poor, but he still insisted on waiting for himself.

"Maybe it was from then on that the seed in my heart that wanted to protect the best Xiao Qi in the world completely germinated."

What Fang Jiuran did may not be earth-shattering, but it was meticulous.

The purpose of presenting the Jun company is to not want Fang Chen to be called a soft meal by others.

Everything she does is like three thousand in weak water, big or small.

But it's easy to say, but how many couples in the world can really do this?
Fang Jiuran has been taking care of Fang Chen's emotions.

She silently watched everything about Fang Chen behind her back, and any slight disturbance related to men would arouse Fang Jiuran's reaction and attention.

She is outspoken, but who can say that this is not Fang Jiuran's sincerity?
Compared with the eldest sister and the sixth sister, one fairy and one star are unattainable.

Fang Jiuran is always deliberately creating opportunities for men to shine.

She doesn't have that kind of non-human atmosphere, and Fang Chen will have a feeling of nostalgia when she stays with Xiao Qi.

Fang Chen stared at Fang Jiuran with burning eyes, the woman lowered her head shyly, and then slowly closed her eyes.

Targeting the delicate and charming red lips, Fang Chen kissed them deeply.

A long kiss.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

The lips and teeth were fragrant, Fang Chen smacked his mouth restlessly, and his eyes were fixed on Fang Jiuran's brighter red lips.

Fang Jiuran's autumn-like eyes were shrouded in a layer of luster, seeing Fang Chen's big hands disturbed, he wanted to do something bad.

Fang Jiuran slapped it away, and said angrily;

"Don't play tricks, it's not big or small."

Not big?

Not small?

Is Xiao Qi hinting at me?

Well, I can be big or small!
Fang Chen gulped down a mouthful of saliva, Fang Jiuran was connected with him, and it was hard to tell that little Fang Chen had bad thoughts in his mind.

She snorted; "From today on, I can only be your girlfriend for 5 minutes a day."

clam?
Fang Chen really couldn't bear to come out like this all of a sudden!

5 minutes?
Fang Jiuran glanced at Fang Chen with a half-smile; "I'm giving you a 5-minute chance to play tricks."

What is 5 minutes enough for?
Fang Chen immediately protested; "No, no, add another clock, Miss Fang".

Fang Jiuran patted his arm with a pursed mouth, and said shyly, "You're going to die, add another clock."

"Do you think I'm a woman in that dusty place?".

Fang Chen gave a dry laugh.

Fang Jiuran lay in his arms; "Chen'er, can I tell you a story?".

Tell a story again?

Maybe Fang Jiuran has watched too much One Thousand and One Nights recently?

It was nearly dusk when the sun set.

At this point, it's not time to coax people to sleep, what story to tell?
Fang Jiuran took Fang Chen's palm and kissed it lightly, as if to calm the restless heart of the latter, the woman smiled and opened her red lips;

"There was a boy who was very good.

He came back from studying abroad and met a perfect girl.

The girl was beautiful and hot-tempered, but she was already a wife."

"The boy is chasing after him, the girl gave up her marriage for him, but the boy just feels the emotional stimulation between each other and wants to experience this taste."

"He rejected the girl's invitation.

Later, the boy married a wife and had children.

The wife who was shocked at first sight and made his heart fall in love gradually turned into a woman who worked hard every day on rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea."

"At that time, the man suddenly became more boring and boring, and he began to miss the `wife` who had a dewy marriage with him."

"In the end, there was a touch of sadness in my heart.

The girl who gave up everything for him may also be a daily necessities wife in the eyes of others."

"That girl is like a cinnabar mole, which has become an eternal pain in his heart."

"And the beauty of my wife only stays in my memory, and maybe the rest of my life will only be those stumbling and quarrels."

Fang Chen didn't know why Fang Jiuran wanted to tell such a story, but he felt a bit of sadness and sadness.

"Did you know? In fact, every man will have two first loves in his life."

"The first time was the girl he met when he first fell in love."

"But she is like Bai Yueguang, who gave hope, but couldn't have it."

"The second time, he met the girl he wanted to spend his whole life with, and he had it, but he might miss it once and never be able to hug him again, just like the cinnabar mole, which amazed the time, but became a pain that could not be cherished."

"Some things cannot be given to later generations, and some things cannot be given to later generations."

Fang Jiuran took a deep look at Fang Chen, with a bit of nostalgia and cuddling in his eyes;
"so……".

"Am I your white moonlight, or your cinnabar mole?".

PS; It's time to knock sugar
(End of this chapter)