Mr Fu, I Really Love You

Chapter 199: Mom doesn’t dare to be crazy anymore[207]

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Seeing Okamoto's box, Lin Nuan's face turned red...

There was also a plastic bag from the pharmacy on it, Lin Nuan knew that it was the box that she had put in the storage box in Fu Huai'an's car with her own hands!

Fu Huai'an also felt that the interruption in the middle was disappointing, but Lin Nuan couldn't be allowed to take medicine. The medicine said that it would cause little harm to the body, but Fu Huai'an absolutely didn't believe it.

Fu Huai'an's Adam's apple twitched when he met Shang Lin Nuan's bewildered eyes.

When Lin Nuan woke up, she was already lying on Fu Huai'an's big bed, being hugged by a man.

Looking at Fu Huai'an's masculine and profound facial features, Lin Nuan's cheeks were hot.

The body is sticky and sore, and I feel weak because of the lack of water and rice...

This man's physical strength is shocking, he seemed to be restrained before, this time...

Three thirty in the morning.

Lin Nuan wanted to stand up more gently, but as soon as he moved... Fu Huai'an opened his eyes.

Looking at each other, Lin Nuan looked away first, and her voice was unsurprisingly hoarse: "I think..."

Fu Huai'an stared at Lin Nuan, seeing that her face was so scarlet that she could bleed, he would make a mistake: "More?!"

His expression was very normal, not the kind of vicious teasing or teasing, as if he could do it again as soon as Lin Nuan nodded.

Lin Nuan was taken aback by Fu Huai'an's words, and pushed Fu Huai'an's strong chest with both hands.

"I want to wash up..." Lin Nuan hurriedly said, regardless of her hoarse voice.

Fu Huai'an rubbed his thumb at the corner of her lips: "You go to wash up, put on my clothes first, I'll go to the guest room to wash up, then go to see what's in the refrigerator, after washing up, go downstairs, eat something before going to bed."

Lin Nuan nodded: "En..."

After getting out of Fu Huai'an's arms, seeing him go out, Lin Nuan moved her limp legs and got off the bed.

As soon as he stepped on the floor stand next to the bed, Lin Nuan's legs gave way, and he fell back on the big bed again, as if all his strength had been drained from his body.

After a while, Lin Nuan took Fu Huai'an's shirt from the closet with flamboyant steps, and went into the bathroom.

Turning on the shower, she leaned against the wall and simply rinsed off the stickiness on her body, but she couldn't hold it anymore, and put on Fu Huai'an's shirt before drying her body.

Lin Nuan, who was steaming in the bathroom, felt that the oxygen was even thinner. She came out and sat by the bed to rest for a long time, and the Qingming gradually came back.

With this realization, Lin Nuan blushed abnormally, got up and went out, and went downstairs holding the handrail of the stairs.

Fu Huai'an washed quickly, and now he had changed into new home clothes. He stood in front of the gas stove, with a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, scooping up the noodles and putting them into a bowl. His movements were skillful and smooth.

Through the hot air in the pot, Fu Huai'an saw that Lin Nuan was only wearing his own shirt, which was just as long as his thighs, revealing two straight, thin, white long legs. His eyes were dark.

Fu Huai'an moved the cigarette away from the corner of his lips, knocked the ash into the ashtray on the sink, and said to Lin Nuan, "The face is ready..."

The noodles were served in front of Lin Nuan, and they were steaming. Red tomatoes and poached eggs covered the noodles, and the soup was clear.

Lin Nuan put her long, blow-dried hair back around her head and tied it into a low ponytail. A few strands of loose hair hung down and hooked behind her ears casually. She took a sip of soup with a noodle bowl. Lin Nuan did better.

"Do you like tomato egg noodles?!"

Fu Huai'an was sitting on Lin Nuan's right side. Out of wanting to know more about Lin Nuan's diet, he asked indifferently.

Lin Nuan paused as she sipped the soup, her long and curly eyelashes hung down, and her clear and clean eyes reflected the beautiful colors in the bowl.

She said: "I can't say I like it, probably... because the tomato egg noodles are the only time in my life that I have eaten something made by my biological mother. Later, I have been imitating the taste of her cooking. Although it has not been successful, I can do more. Now... It seems to have become a habit, every time I want to make something to eat, I will think of tomato egg noodles."

Without perfunctory concealment, this was the first time Lin Nuan told Fu Huai'an about himself, and he spoke frankly, without any concealment.

Tomato and egg noodles have a different meaning to Lin Nuan.

She remembered that it was the first day of June, the morning after the heavy rain, the sky was blue and the golden light was dazzling.

After Lin Nuan came out of Lin's house with a suitcase, she went to Furong Lane, Jiefang Road.

The alleys are narrow and muddy.

A muddy crazy woman was dragging a girl passing by, crying and pleading: "Ran Ran! Ran Ran... Mom is not crazy, mom is not crazy... You go home with Mom! You go home with Mom!"

The girl screamed in fright, and the neighbor who was entrusted to take care of the crazy woman grabbed the crazy woman's arm and shouted: "I'm going to die, I really caused trouble if I couldn't see it at a glance! She's not Ran Ran! You're going to scare the little girl to death, hurry up!" let go!"

The girl was rescued from the clutches of the mad woman, and fled in panic with red eyes.

Lin Nuan was standing at the entrance of the alley, wearing a white dress and carrying a light yellow shoulder bag. She was beautiful and delicate, and it didn't fit in this gray and old alley.

In the alley, several children laughed and pulled each other amidst the adults' reprimands, imitating that crazy woman, screaming...

The glare of the light made Lin Nuan's eyes turn red.

She watched the crazy woman sitting on the pony at the door with her neighbors, and muttered to herself: "Where is my Ranran?! Where is my Ranran..."

Lin Nuan's eyes were moist, and she stopped a few steps away from the mad woman.

"Ran Ran... Ran Ran!"

Seeing the girl in the white skirt, the crazy woman rushed up again, but the elderly neighbor aunt couldn't stop her, watching the crazy woman's dirty hands tightly grabbing the white girl's white and tender slender arm.

"Ran Ran! Mom is not crazy! You go home with Mom! Mom doesn't dare to go crazy anymore... okay?! okay?!"

Lin Nuan bit her lip, holding back her tears.

The crazy woman nervously stroked Lin Nuan's head, cheeks and arms with her dirty hands, checking whether she was injured: "You haven't been home for a few days, did someone bully you! Have you dressed warmly and fed?! Eat... yes ... full! Ranran, are you hungry, can mom make you your favorite tomato egg noodles?! You go home with mom! Mom will make it for you!"

The crazy woman had great strength in her hands, and she dragged Lin Nuan into the dilapidated apartment building. When she opened the door, she changed her hand to grab Lin Nuan, as if she was afraid that she would lose Lin Nuan if she let go.

(end of this chapter)