In the afternoon, the sun is scorching outside, and the air conditioning is turned on in the ward, and the room is cool.

Fu Ting fell asleep on the hospital bed, Ning Xiuyu lay on the crook of his arm and turned over, and hit Fu Ting's face with his little arm.

Fu Ting, who was asleep, was unconscious and did not move.

Ning Xiuyu didn't seem to be sleeping well, twisting his little body and moving around on the bed, and at some point, his body turned around, and a pair of small feet rested on Fu Ting's face.

Ning Wan came in and saw the two people on the bed, and couldn't help but be happy. She took out her mobile phone and quietly took a photo and sent it out to share with An Qing.

After a while, An Qing's message came: I also want a son, will my son and Shaolin's son also be so handsome? No, it must be better than your ice cube face.

Thinking of what An Bai said at lunchtime, Ning Wan thought about it and replied to An Qing: I don't know if you and He Shaolin's son are handsome or not, I don't think he and Li Xiaoman's children will be bad.

Several minutes passed, and An Qing never replied to Ning Wan. Could it be that he was angry? Alas, it would be great if a few simple words could make An Qing completely give up He Shaolin.

never got an answer from An Qing, Ning Wan lay on the sofa and closed her eyes to recuperate. After a while, a mobile phone rang, and Ning Wan picked up the phone in time and rushed out of the ward.

"Ning Wan, are you my best friend?"

Ning Wan leaned against the wall outside the door and whispered, "I'm your best friend to say that." Now that you are in the same city as He Shaolin, and he ignores you, do you really feel the need to continue to be with him?"

“……”

"I know you like He Shaolin, but you two ......"

"I'm worried that I'll never find someone I like that much again. ”

I really didn't expect An Qing to be so infatuated with He Shaolin, Ning Wan carefully organized the language, and it took a long time to say, "What should I do when Li Xiaoman gives birth to the child?"

An Qing didn't speak.

"Now that the child has not been born, He Shaolin will not live with you, what about the child after he speaks out? Do you really think that you will get him in the future?"

There was still silence on the other end of the phone.

"You are young and beautiful, there is really no need to waste time on He Shaolin. ”

"I never felt like I was wasting my time like this, even when I saw him every day, I felt happy. ”

Ning Wan was extremely helpless, "Since this is the case, can you feel happy when you divorce him and see him occasionally?"

"How can this be the same?"

In Ning Wan's eyes, these are all the same, "I think, instead of wasting your time on a man who doesn't love you, go find a better man." An Qing, you deserve a better man. ”

After hanging up the phone, Ning Wan gently opened the door and was suddenly startled.

"Finished talking?" Fu Ting stood at the door.

"Are you awake?" Ning Wan walked past Fu Ting.

Fu Ting raised his hand lightly, blocking in front of Ning Wan, and his handsome face approached little by little.

Feeling his scorching breath, Ning Wan couldn't help but retreat and clinged to the door panel, "Mr. Fu, you ...... What do you want to do?"

"With the current relationship between the two of us, you still call me Mr. Fu?"

"What should I call you?"

The cool air in the room was sufficient, Fu Ting's breathing was hot, Ning Wan tried to hold her breath, and felt that her head was about to sink into the door panel.

"I give you permission to call me Ting. Fu Ting attached himself to Ning Wan's shoulder, making a low and sexy voice.

If Fu Ting took a step closer, Ning Wan felt that she was about to collapse, so in a hurry, she pushed Fu Ting away and hid in the room.

Fu Ting let out a chuckle, "So you're so afraid of me." ”

Ning Wan stared at his smiling face, her heartbeat accelerated inexplicably, "You are not my boss and you are not a heinous bad person, why should I be afraid of you?"

"Oh?" Fu Ting came to the sofa and sat down, folded his legs, and looked at Ning Wan a few steps away, "You were afraid of me when you worked under me before?"

"Also...... It's fine. Ning Wan tried to stay calm, "By the way, are you free tonight?"

The corners of Fu Ting's mouth raised slightly, and he was faintly expecting something in his heart, "You have something to do with me?"

"That's right, I have something to do tonight, and I want to trouble you to take care of Xiu Yu. ”

“……”

Ning Wan looked at Fu Ting, why didn't he speak?

After a while, Fu Ting calmed down the displeasure in his heart and stared at Ning Wan coldly, "Where are you going?"

"An Qing and I have something to go out, so I want to trouble you, of course, if you don't have time, forget it, I'll ask Big Brother Bai to help me take care of Xiuyu. ”

"No way!"

"Huh?" Ning Wan looked over with a little surprise, what did Fu Ting's angry face mean?

Fu Ting's voice was cold and hard, "You are not allowed to look for An Bai, but you can't look for An Bai in the future, do you understand?"

"This is my freedom, right?" Ning Wan said silently in her heart, why was he so domineering?

"If I can't tell, I can't!"

Tonight, Fu Ting was needed to help take care of Xiu Yu, so Ning Wan had to deal with it for the time being, "Okay." ”

"Where have you been at noon today?"

Ning Wan was very uncomfortable listening to this question, "Do I need to report to you?"

"Huh?" Fu Ting's voice was low, with irritability and rage, "Try it again!"

Inexplicably overwhelmed by Fu Ting's momentum, Ning Wan said timidly: "I went out to eat." ”

"Where's my food?"

"Your meal?" It's already past two o'clock, Fu Ting is still hungry? Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she saw the lunch box in the trash can, and suddenly understood, "What does it have to do with me whether you eat or not?"

Fu Ting got up from the sofa and walked towards Ning Wan step by step. Ning Wan stood at the head of the bed, forced to sit down, and her upper body retreated desperately.

"That's not the attitude you should be talking to me. ”

Fu Ting's cold face was right in front of her, and her breath sprayed on Ning Wan's lips as she spoke, and she swallowed her saliva quietly, "Then how should I talk to Mr. Fu?"

"First, you should call me Ting, second, you must always care about me in the future, and third, ......"

"Wait!" Ning Wan interrupted him in a low voice, "I really don't know you that well, so can Mr. Fu not be sentimental, self-righteous, and talk to himself?"

The air was filled with the smell of cold silence, and the two men looked at each other, one breathing tense and the other gasping for breath.

"Ning Wan!" Fu Ting said coldly.

Ning Wan covered Fu Ting's lips and looked back at Ning Xiuyu behind her, "Don't scream, be careful to wake up Xiuyu." ”

The weak and boneless little hands and the faint fragrance are all tugging at Fu Ting's heartstrings.

Fu Ting wanted to speak, but his thin lips were even closer to Ning Wan's palm. The fiery breath came, and Ning Wan seemed to be electrocuted, and hurriedly dodged her little hand.

Fu Ting grabbed Ning Wan's hand and pulled it behind her, and she was forced to stick to his hard chest.

The familiar smell of tobacco is as intoxicating as a fine spice.

Ning Wan raised her head slowly, her heart was beating and her blood was rushing, "Mr. Fu, you ......"

Fu Ting didn't let Ning Wan finish speaking, he gently held her arm, and his sexy lips suddenly leaned over and tightly occupied Ning Wan's red lips.