Chapter 148: You're Not Dirty at All

It may be that the smell of blood in his mouth made Feng Xiaoxi realize that blood had oozed from his shoulder, and his clear little face looked uncertain, why did this man do this, why didn't he dodge.

He let go of the small mouth biting the man's shoulder, sniffed, and said in a dumb voice: "Why don't you dodge, why are you so nice to me?"

Obviously she has already thought about it, she has to escape from Zhang Long, she will face her heart well, but why is it so difficult?

Why is it that the decision made in the morning has not been proved by action?

"Because you're my woman. Fu Yan didn't say anything, just repeated this sentence lightly.

In order to stabilize the woman's mood, he spoke again: "Nothing happened last night, and I have been by your side all the time. ”

He was indirectly comforting this woman and telling her not to think nonsense.

"Feng Xiaoxi is not dirty at all, really not dirty!" Feng Xiaoxi said to herself, her voice was very low, but she was like a child, because she heard what Fu Yan said, which made her feel at ease.

Gently letting her go, the expression on her face began to become serious when her deep eyes rested on her injured arm.

"Does it hurt?" asked in a dumb voice as slender fingers gently stroked her arm.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't pay attention to Zhang Long behind her last night, she wouldn't have been injured because of him, let alone become as weak as she is now.

Asked with some guilt.

Feng Xiaoxi shook her head and smiled lightly: "It doesn't hurt." ”

If I didn't, my heart would hurt more than my wounds, and maybe you won't know why I did it.

"Well, I'll protect you. Got up from the bed, turned her back to Feng Xiaoxi, didn't say too many words, let alone too many love words, just a simple sentence to protect you, but she was stunned on the bed.

After speaking, Fu Yan walked directly to the outside of the room.

Looking at the door of the room, where there was no longer him, Feng Xiaoxi's heart was as empty as it was, so uncomfortable.

Since when did she start to rely on him so much, why did she become like this, and did she really fall in love with him?

After a while, there was a knock on the door of the room again, and at this time, it was another person who came in, that is, Zhang's mother.

"Miss, the young master asked me to make porridge for you, and I put it here. Zhang's mother, who walked in from outside, held a bowl of bird's nest porridge in her hand, and said respectfully to Feng Xiaoxi.

If it weren't for the fact that she was too scared last night, Feng Xiaoxi wouldn't have been taken away, and she wouldn't have so many wounds on her body.

"Well, thank you. Feng Xiaoxi doesn't blame Zhang's mother, after all, Zhang Long's goal is himself, Zhang's mother is in self-protection, and she hasn't done anything wrong, and Fu Yan's appearance may also be because of Zhang's mother's notice.

So, she wouldn't mind it at all.

Zhang's mother nodded guiltily, bent over, and then walked out of it.

As soon as she walked outside the door, she saw the young master standing not far away, she bent down again and shouted respectfully, "Young master." ”

"Did she eat?" Fu Yan looked at the door of the room, not knowing what was going on inside, he only knew that if he was still there just now, he would probably not be able to control his emotions and explode.

Mother Zhang shook her head and said in a low voice, "Miss only said thank you, and she hasn't eaten yet." ”

frowned slightly, it was really not okay to leave her alone, after all, her hands were not good, she lightly hooked her thin lips, stepped out of her slender legs, directly missed Zhang's mother's body, and walked to the room.

He shook his head helplessly, and sweated for the two young men in his heart.

"Not hungry?" As soon as he pushed open the door, when he saw Feng Xiaoxi still curled up in the corner, Fu Yan's face was a little heavy, and a clear voice came out of his mouth.

I thought Fu Yan was leaving, but I didn't expect him to be still there.

raised his eyes slightly, and there were still tears left in his eyes, which looked heart-wrenching.

"Not hungry. Pretending to be strong, not wanting Fu Yan to see the fragility in her heart, she said with a smile.

Fu Yan walked to the table, picked up the porridge, slowly walked to Feng Xiaoxi's side, and said softly, "I'll feed you." ”

Saying that, whether Feng Xiaoxi wanted to or not, he sat beside her, gently picked up a spoonful of porridge with a spoon, put it into his thin lips and blew it gently, and passed it to Feng Xiaoxi's thin lips with a very light movement.

Feng Xiaoxi, who didn't want to eat it, couldn't refuse this man's kindness, so he had to open his mouth slightly and put the porridge on his red lips into his mouth.

"You still have injuries on your hands, I've been feeding you for the past few days. Fu Yan's tone was very light, but it was very domineering, which did not let Feng Xiaoxi have the slightest intention of refusing.

As she spoke, she brought the porridge to her lips and tested its temperature before sending the porridge into her thin lips.

No one has ever seen such a gentle Fu Yan, because his gentleness is only for one person, and this person will only be Feng Xiaoxi.

In this way, Feng Xiaoxi didn't say a word, just silently endured this man's kindness to her and domineering to her.

The scenery outside the window is exceptionally beautiful, and the sound of seagulls is peaceful and comforting.

"If you're tired in the room, I'll go out for a walk with you later. Fu Yan seemed to see Feng Xiaoxi's thoughts, and said softly.

I didn't know how to answer this man, I just looked at him blankly, didn't say anything, just said lightly.

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"Mom, where are you going?" Fu Cheng went straight back to the villa because of this incident with Qiao Xin, because he was in a bad mood, and when he saw his mother dressed as a noblewoman and was about to go outside, he pulled his tie irritably and asked lightly.

In the villa, in order to make the old man happy, he had to wear a suit.

Cheng Rui was figuring with the earrings on the side, and seemed to be in a good mood, walked up to Fu Cheng, and chuckled: "Son, your grandfather said that he would let you live in your uncle's villa, so ah, I was about to go to Ah Yanna, please take good care of you." ”

Sitting on the soft sofa with an indifferent face, leaning lazily on it, he shrugged his shoulders and said lightly: "I don't care, it's all the same there, as long as Uncle doesn't feel troublesome." ”

"You kid, your uncle is so good, is he taking care of you, how do you seem to be?" Cheng Rui had that kind of distorted feelings for Fu Yan, so when she heard the old man tell her that she wanted Fu Cheng to live in Fu Yan's villa, she didn't know how excited she was.

In this way, she can have many opportunities to get close to him, and also have excuses, without letting others suspect him.

"Well, uncle, he's good at everything. He got up from the sofa, walked to the cabinet where the wine was placed, took out a goblet, took out a bottle of 76-year-old French imported red wine, poured it into the wine glass, drank it irritably, and said softly.

Because of Feng Xiaoxi, although she wanted to go further with her, her heart was not on him, and she knew that there would be no result, but she still wanted to get closer to her.

Wanting to give her own tenderness.

But now it's too late, obviously he got to know her first, but because he didn't discover his heart earlier, he finally missed this woman.

It's false to say anything now, because her heart is no longer in him, she just thinks of him as a senior who takes care of her.

He laughed self-deprecatingly.