The door of the upstairs room with the lights on opened a wide gap, and Lin Nuan stopped when he stepped on the last step on the second floor.
All she could see were fitness equipment and the tight muscle lines of the man's shoulders.
Fu Huai'an's big hands with slender knuckles grasped the horizontal bar equipment, and exerted force on his arms. With his pull-up movements, the gullies in the strong muscles of the shoulder armor and back became deeper and deeper, and the sweat that condensed into beads slid down the lines, and did not enter. His narrow waistline.
Lin Nuan couldn't help tightening his hand holding the glass bottle of mineral water, and his heartbeat accelerated again uncontrollably.
Fu Huai'an had no sleepless nights tonight. After returning from Iraq, Fu Huai'an suffered from insomnia. Since then, his addiction to smoking has become more and more uncontrollable.
Every night when I close my eyes at night, the scene of Lu Xiangsi and Jiang Ming'an's death will immediately appear in my mind.
Especially Jiang Ming'an's voice before his death, yelling to send those militants to see the true God Allah, would make Fu Huai'an wake up from the suffocating pain.
As time passed, Fu Huai'an slept less and less, and only when he exhausted himself to the extreme could he force himself to sleep for a while.
Fu Huai'an got off the equipment, breathing heavily, and the honey-colored skin with perfect contours on the shoulders and back was dripping with sweat.
Under the bright light, sweat slid along Fu Huai'an's three-dimensional facial contours to his neck and chest, making his body lines more sexy.
He took the cigarette case and lighter that were placed on the fitness equipment, took out one that was biting the corner of his lips, protected the flame of the lighter with one hand, and lit it.
As if sensing something, Fu Huai'an looked at the door with deep and dark eyes.
Because of his exhaustion, the creases on his eyelids became deeper, and the color of his eyes became darker and darker.
Seeing Lin Nuanchu there, Fu Huai'an was slightly surprised, removed the cigarette from the corner of his lips, lit some ash into the ashtray, and said in a mellow voice with a somewhat hoarse voice, "Can't you sleep in bed?"
She shook her head and raised the mineral water bottle in her hand: "I got up to drink water, and heard a sound upstairs..."
She hesitated to speak, but she couldn't say that she heard Fu Huai'an's panting, she was thinking wrong, and was going to come up to persuade him.
The roots of the ears became red from ear to ear.
Seeing the sweat on his strong and sexy honey-colored chest, along the neatly arranged muscle lines, and the seductive mermaid line, which was submerged in the lower body and tied tightly to the crotch, Lin Nuan hurriedly moved Eyes open, heartbeat disorder.
But the old scars on Fu Huai'an's body of various sizes, and his perfect, strong and strong body seemed to be engraved in her mind, even if she turned her eyes away... it still appeared in her mind very clearly.
Seeing that Lin Nuan was talking well and blushed, Fu Huai'an half-closed his eyes, took the black V-neck T-shirt that was on the fitness equipment and put it around his neck, bit his cigarette, and put on the sleeves of the T-shirt.
Removing the cigarette with his big hand, Fu Huai'an spoke with white mist overflowing from the corners of his lips, and his hoarse voice was stained with a thin smile: "Speak well, why are you blushing?"
"I'll... go downstairs first."
"Give me water."
Before Lin Nuan could turn around, Fu Huai'an's mellow voice stopped her.
Lin Nuan originally wanted to say that I drank this water, but felt that this was too hypocritical. Fu Huai'an didn't dislike the exchange of body fluid during the kiss, and Fu Huai'an probably wouldn't care about the water she drank.
Without flinching, he handed the water to Fu Huai'an.
The man stood there without moving, with one hand in his pocket, sweat beaded on his chin.
Hahaha... You guessed it, there are no babies!
(end of this chapter)