Chapter 050: You Call It Moral Turpitude!

Fu Zheng slapped his hand away, and also sent a look full of disdain: "You should say: You are so not rare for our Han family?" ”

Han Siqi raised his eyebrows: "It's like the truth." ”

"It's the truth."

"Fu Zheng, I really underestimated you."

Seeing Han Siqi gritting his teeth, Fu Zhengzheng deliberately laughed at him: "Xie Han always praises." ”

Han Siqi kept staring at Fu Zheng, as if he was holding back his anger, and only spoke out after a while: "Second brother is not suitable for you." ”

"Joe is not for you, either." Fu Zheng didn't even think about who the second brother was, so he replied to this sentence.

"I know."

"You know?" Fu Zheng questioned, "Do you know that you are still with her?" ”

Xu Yan said that Han Siqi was not happy to get engaged, but seeing that he and Qiao Keren seemed to get along very well, she was a little confused.

"It's my business."

It's cold words again!

Fu Zheng turned around and said coldly: "Are you willing to take care of your business?" Pull it down, who do you think you are? ”

Han Siqi grabbed her arm and pulled it, and the gasping Fu Zheng fell into his arms.

Han Siqi quickly pushed her away again and took off her pajamas.

Fu Zheng was shocked, shook off his hand, and tightly protected the button on his chest with both hands like a great enemy: "Hey, what do you want to do!" You're welcome to move again! ”

"Don't move!" Han Siqi snorted and ruffled her hair, "Don't wake up the stars." ”

"If you don't touch me, I won't make noise!" She was still guarding her chest.

Han Siqi looked at her, didn't say anything, suddenly let go of his hand, turned around and went out.

Fu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and sat down.

Shameless! I still want to take advantage of people's danger!

Compared with Ji Muxian, Han Siqi is simply morally corrupt!

It's just that she just calmed down the mood of being slighted, and Han Siqi actually went and returned!

Fu Zheng was once again facing the enemy, but he saw that he was holding a medical kit in his hand.

It turned out that he told himself to take off for this, and she thought it was ......

She was a little embarrassed.

"Take off your clothes and sit down!" An order came down.

Fu Zheng obediently undressed and sat down.

After sending Xu Yan away, she only cared about taking care of Fu Xing, and forgot to rub her own medicine.

Draped the clothes she took off on her, Han Siqi opened the medicine box, took out the cotton swab and purple potion and put them on the table, bent down slightly, and tried his best to skim the Liuhai in front of her forehead to both sides, who knew that the thick Liuhai didn't listen to him at all.

Fu Zheng, who had already understood what he meant, pointed to the dresser: "There are leather bands over there." ”

Han Siqi took a rubber band and tied her Liuhai into a small braid.

Sensing his clumsiness, she burst out laughing.

"Don't move!" It was still a domineering commanding tone, but this time she listened to it much more pleasantly, and she couldn't hold back her smile.

Han Siqi took a cotton swab with purple potion and carefully applied it to the small abrasion on her head: "It's a little painful, bear with it." ”

Fu Zheng laughed again.

With a swing of his head, the cotton swab in Han Siqi's hand was in the wrong place, he straightened up and glared at her: "Tsk, tell you not to move!" ”

Fu Zheng couldn't help but laugh: "Young Master, this is a purple potion, not hydrogen peroxide, how can it hurt?" Do you have common sense? ”

Besides, I've never seen such a small injury? When she used to be in the police academy, this was not pediatrics.

Han Siqi looked at the label on the bottle, there was a trace of unnaturalness on his face, and he changed a cotton swab with purple potion to apply the abrasions on the back of her neck.

"It doesn't matter if it hurts or not, it's always good to be mentally prepared early."

"Even if it's something you don't like to do, if you prepare for the worst first, you're not afraid of the worst outcome?"

There was something in Fu Zheng's words that made Han Siqi frown, but for the first time, he didn't argue with her, but continued to carefully find wounds on her body.

With all the rubbing on his head and neck, he sat down beside her, took her wrist, and treated the last wound.

Seeing him so focused, Fu Zhengzheng's heart was warm and sweet.

This kind of time when there is no quarrel, it is actually quite good, she thought to herself, of course, it seems that it would be better if there was no Qiao Keren.

Thinking far, right?

After applying, Han Siqi put down the cotton swab, continued to hold her wrist, and blew lightly twice before putting it down.

"Don't move!" He shouted to Fu Zheng, who was about to climb on the bed, "Don't get the purple potion all over the place, dirty." ”

"Dirty?" She deliberately wiped her purple potion-coated hand on him, "Hiss-"

The friction of the wound made her exhale softly, and she only wanted to rub the purple potion on him, but she forgot that the purple potion was used to help her clean the wound.

"Stupid woman!" Han Siqi had already grabbed her hand, checked it carefully, and saw that it had not deteriorated, so he slowly put it down.

"Hey, you've got a purple potion on you." Looking at the traces of purple potion on his body, which was always neat, Fu Zheng reminded him.

"Hmm." He got up and went to pour his tea.

"You've got a purple potion on you!" Thinking he hadn't heard, she raised her voice to alert him.

"Okay."

"Good what?"

"Beautiful."

"Look good at you!" After saying that, Fu Zheng couldn't help but laugh.

Bringing the teacup to her, he suddenly said, "Your head is beautiful." ”

After taking a sip of tea, she scolded: "The pig's head is beautiful." ”

"Not as good as yours." Han Siqi, who had a thick smile hidden in his eyes, took the small mirror on the dresser.

When he saw dozens of irregular purple patterns on his face in the mirror and the extremely ugly braids that were raised high, Fu Zheng was furious: "You deliberately manipulated me!" ”

"Whole?" Han Siqi raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly, stretched out his hand, and pressed her on the bed, "What's the matter?" Such? ”

Fu Zheng rolled and jumped out of bed, saw him turn around and sit down, pressed one leg on his leg, held his face with both hands, and rubbed his face straight to his face: "Call you whole!" Call you whole! ”

When Han Siqi's face finally turned a deep shade of purple, he was afraid of arguing with Fu Xing's Fu Zheng, so he covered his mouth to prevent himself from laughing, and his fair face was red.

Han Siqi touched his face, imagining a "messy" face, and "glaring" at her with a straight face.

Fu Zheng finally couldn't stop it, rolled on the bed, buried his head in the quilt and laughed wildly, and couldn't stop for a long time.

"Smack!" After eating a palm on her ass, she lifted the quilt and wanted to scold him, hugging her laughing stomach and pointing at him, but she couldn't say a word for a long time.

He pulled her into his arms with a big hand: "Is it so funny? ”

"Uh......" was so dangerous that she was about to push it away, but she found that her mouth was about to smile crookedly, and everyone laughed softly, and in an instant, the whole person was already sitting on his lap.

"Don't move!" He clamped her arms tightly with both hands.

Her smile froze at the eyes that were full of tenderness.

Although her coat had fallen off, her whole body temperature rose suddenly, and slowly, she lowered her eyes and gave up looking at him.

A hand hooked her chin and forced her to lift her eyes.

"Look at me!"

She didn't do what he asked, she knew that his face and his lips were slowly approaching, she wanted to move, but found that her body was weak, without a trace of resistance, and even with a little expectation, expecting the familiar smell to get closer, a little closer.

"Zheng Zheng ......" with a somewhat whispering voice is really getting closer and closer.

It was rare to hear him call her like that, and she was a little tired of it.

"Call me."

"Huh?"

"Call me."

"Han ......"

"No surnames."

"Uh, that, can't shout."

"Can't shout? Penalties! ”

With that, Han Siqi's moist lips came up.

"Hmm......"

Fu Zheng didn't struggle, didn't resist, let him suck lightly.

She also enjoyed it.

It wasn't until a foreign object invaded the placket that she suddenly woke up and pushed him away.

But he grabbed her body and didn't let her leave his embrace.

Struggling and scratching, she froze until she felt a hard object under her leg.

"Shameless!" She scolded quietly, but didn't dare to move anymore.

"I'm a normal man." His hand loosened a little, too.

Cut, obviously the color heart is raging, and there are words in it.

"It's so normal, I get excited when I see a beautiful woman!" She was sarcastic.

He looked at her braids and nodded: "It's not a beauty to be energetic." ”

Fu Zheng tore off the rubber band and threw it on his face: "I'm not joking with you." Not every woman likes to climb the kang. ”

He pulled back her who jumped off him, and said in a deep voice: "I'm not kidding, I ......"

His phone rang uncomfortably, and he quickly let go of her and went to pull it out.

Fu Zheng saw that the quilt covered by Fu Xing trembled slightly, and hurriedly knelt over and gently patted Fu Xing's chest: "Don't be afraid of the stars, Mommy is here." ”

In a blink of an eye, Han Siqi had already walked outside to answer the phone.

After a while, he came in again, looking a little helpless: "I have something to deal with, you should accompany the stars and pay attention to rest." ”

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Knowing that he was a busy man, Fu Zheng didn't say anything, and after seeing Fu Xing's breathing evenly, he saw that it was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon, and felt a little tired, so he lay down beside him and fell asleep unconsciously.

Until Chen Qiaolan woke her up: "Zheng Zheng Zheng, you wake up quickly, Xingxing has a fever!" ”

Fu Zheng suddenly sat up when he heard this, stretched out his hand to Fu Xing's head, and it was really hot.

"Thirty-nine degrees seven!" Chen Qiaolan handed her the thermometer, "I'm afraid I'm scared, right?" Hurry up and get to the hospital! ”

Fu Zheng hurriedly put on his clothes, and he was about to hug Fu Xing.

Chen Qiaolan pressed her hand very worriedly: "It's dark, and it's snowing again, how can you do it alone?" Give Young Master Siqi a call? ”

Fu Zheng looked at the clock, only to realize that it was already more than seven o'clock, and she hurriedly went to get her mobile phone to dial Han Siqi's number.

The phone rang for a long time before it answered: "What's the matter?" ”

Han Siqi's voice was unhurried, and his tone was light, and Fu Zhengzheng's heart sank when he heard it.