Zhuo Jian cooed coquettishly, and when she couldn't free her hands, she pushed him forward, her forehead buried in his arms, and muttered: "Take them all off."
Fu Yanye took a deep breath and felt that her whole body was about to be heated up by her.
"Zhuo Jian."
Fu Yanye grabbed her hand.
"Husband, give me something to cool down."
"Well, I'll take it off myself, you wait a moment."
Fu Yanye spoke calmly, his expression becoming more and more serious, but his sexy fingers were indeed unbuttoning his buttons.
He also didn't expect that he didn't get the beautiful and romantic things he wanted to give her, but he stripped himself to cool her down.
Zhuo Jian pressed against him tightly.
Even when his front was no longer cold, she pushed him and muttered: "Turn around, turn around..."
Fu Yanye was already extremely uncomfortable, but after being pushed a few times by her soft little hands, he became even more frantic, but he could only turn around and be hugged by her from behind again.
At this time, both of them were wearing nothing.
But he couldn't do anything.
Ah.
This morning he felt that she looked bad. She was with Zhang Mingliang at that time, and he couldn't say anything more. He couldn't imagine that she had caught a cold.
She too, in order to accompany others, did not even notice that she was sick.
He was going to succeed that night, but unexpectedly something happened to Su Bai suddenly and she had a fever again.
And now, it is used as a cooler.
The moment she pressed against his back, he almost couldn't bear it.
To be honest, he really wanted to be a bad guy at this moment.
But she slept, and she slept very soundly.
He turned around, and she rushed over and lay in his arms.
Well, now his chest was feeling cold again, so it was just right to continue cooling her down.
He couldn't get up until she stopped pestering him.
Gently help her put on her pajamas and pajamas, and then quietly leave the bedroom.
After Fu Yanye went downstairs, he told his aunt: "Bake some porridge and drink it when the young lady wakes up."
"Hey, I'll go right away."
Auntie agreed and went to the kitchen to make porridge.
Fu Yanye dialed the doctor's number again and walked to the living room while talking on the phone.
The photo was still there on the coffee table. He looked at it with a condescending look. After making the call, he dug out an envelope from the trash can.
There is no message from the sender on it.
When the aunt came out, he asked: "Is this delivered directly to your home?"
"When I came back from shopping for groceries in the morning, the service counter gave it to me, saying it was delivered by a child."
"kid?"
Fu Yanye frowned.
The aunt had already seen the person in the photo, and couldn't help but curiously asked: "Master, is it really Lin Ruxiang who sent someone to send it here?"
"Did Madam read and say anything?"
Fu Yanye thought for a while and only asked this question.
"That's not true. The young lady looked bad when she came back. She took it apart and took a look and put it there."
Auntie told the truth.
Soon after, the doctor came to Zhuo Jian's home to examine her and take blood tests.
When the doctor came to check, he watched at the bedroom door and answered Yan Zheng's call. Yan Zheng said: "Zhang Mingli has gone abroad and is with Zhan Fei."
"Where's Su Bai?"
"It's not like I'm making a fuss, I'm just half-dead and lack of energy."
"Well, Zhuo Jian is feeling a little unwell, please take care of him first."
Fu Yanye thought about it and realized that in fact, regarding Zhang Mingliang's matter, he could only wait for Su Bai to cheer up.
Once Zhang Mingliang leaves, Su Bai will definitely be half dead, just like...
Suddenly I remembered that I had received the certificate from the sleeping person inside and sent her away.
Yes, at that time he was clearly not sure that he loved her, so how could he feel as if his heart had been hollowed out?
In fact, he was not happy during the time when she just left.
But at that time, Lin Ruxiang was pestering him all day long, so he could only cheer up.
Lin Ruxiang?
That woman is really quite capable.
But this time, she couldn't ask him to send away the person lying inside.
She woke up again in the middle of the night, saw him next to her in the dimness, and crawled into his arms. Her stomach was so hungry that she grumbled, "I'm a little hungry."
"I've made porridge. Can I get you a bowl?"
Fu Yanye asked her in a low voice.
"I want to eat the chopped green onion noodles you cooked."
Zhuo Jian muttered, unable to open his eyes.
"Okay, I'll cook it for you right away."
Fu Yanye was about to get up.
But before she could get up, she was suddenly hugged around the waist, and Zhuo Jian leaned into his arms: "Don't go."