Thinking of this, Song Wenbei inexplicably had a thorn in his throat, in fact, this man is not so annoying, although his mouth is always hard and his face is always stiff, but he will also be fragile, coquettish, and like a child...... Thinking that he might not be as close to him as he is now, Song Wenbei walked to Fu Xinian's bedside, wanting to see this man with a delicate sleeping face again, but as soon as he got closer, a hot male breath came to his face.

"Song Wenbei, why are you so unbehaved." Fu Xinian turned over, pressed Song Wenbei under him, and firmly imprisoned him, and the posture between the two was as ambiguous as it could be. If the light is on in the room now, then you will definitely be able to see Song Wenbei's face, which is hot and red, I'm afraid that the eggs will be cooked at the touch of a button.

"That, you, you let me go first." Song Wenbei's tone stammered, wanting to push Fu Xinian away, but the disparity in strength between the two made Song Wenbei have no choice but to give up. On the contrary, this soft power was more like the temptation to indulge, and the breath of the man under her was heavier, pressing on Song Wenbei and making it difficult for her to breathe.

"You have so many warblers and swallows to take care of?" Fu Xinian's tone didn't know what it was like, and he lay on Song Wenbei's body and exhaled slowly.

"Yingying Yanyan?" Song Wenbei didn't know where Fu Xinian's inexplicable anger came from? Also, what is a warbler swallow swallow?

"You're bringing my soup to someone else?!" Fu Xinian's tone was sour, and Song Wenbei sneered and laughed, this man is jealous?! But he's so stingy that he even eats a bowl of vinegar from pork rib soup!

"It turns out that Fu Shao's measurement is so small, tsk." Song Wenbei giggled and laughed under him, and the fact that Fu Xinian was jealous made her mood inexplicably brighter.

"I'll eat your vinegar? Song Wenbei, you really don't have self-knowledge. Fu Xinian's tone was full of disdain, but indescribably, he clearly felt the missed beat of his heartbeat, eating, jealous?

Song Wenbei pursed her lips, with a noncommittal look on her face, she was already very sober, okay! She never thought that he would be jealous for her, and she never dared to think that he would be jealous for her, all she thought about was pork rib soup......

"What, disappointed?" Fu Xinian approached Song Wenbei's ear, and his thin lips ambiguously pressed Song Wenbei's earlobe from time to time, sliding across Song Wenbei's cheek, and that action directly escalated from the ambiguity just now to pornography. But damn it, Song Wenbei became more and more powerless, and wanted to push him away, but pushed himself closer. Song Wenbei felt Fu Xinian's rigid lines under the thin hospital gown more and more clearly, and even heard his heartbeat clearly, calm and powerful, knocking her reason away one by one.

Suddenly, Fu Xinian pried open her lips again, entangled with her little tongue, Song Wenbei was originally guarding the line of defense, unwilling to let the tough and domineering man in front of him conquer the city, but I don't know if she was too simple, or he was too skilled, Song Wenbei felt the meat and vegetables for the first time, and his body involuntarily catered to it.

Feeling the sudden paralysis and cooperation of the woman under him, Fu Xinian's eyes darkened a little behind his glasses, and his slender fingers were about to pick off Song Wenbei's shirt. With a chill on his shoulders, Song Wenbei's thoughts suddenly sobered up, himself, what are you doing! She hurriedly grabbed Fu Xinian's hand and wanted to pull her sweater up, but Fu Xinian grabbed her wrist, and then, the overwhelming kiss pressed up again...... Song Wenbei didn't dare to make another move, only writhing restlessly in Fu Xinian's arms, but he felt that the man under him suddenly stiffened, and then Fu Xinian's voice was different from usual: "Don't move, if you move again, I can't guarantee what will happen next!" Song Wenbei bit his lip and stared at Fu Xinian for a long time without daring to react, Fu Xinian clenched his fists and hit the bed. Damn, the innocent eyes of this woman under her, I really want to let myself do her now.

"Mr. Fu, ward rounds." The little nurse outside the door politely knocked on the door, and directly pushed the door into the ward, and the moment she turned on the electric light, she saw the fragrant scene of Fu Xinian lying on Song Wenbei's body, and Song Wenbei's sideburns were messy, her clothes were disheveled, and she looked like she had been eaten and wiped clean, and she was correcting the Fa on the spot.

Song Wenbei was embarrassed, even more embarrassed than the little nurse, and he didn't bother to push Fu Xinian away, and directly pulled up the quilt on the bed and buried his head in it. The little nurse saw that she seemed to be disturbing other people's good things, and said that she was embarrassed to take the tray and slip away.

Fu Xinian saw the little woman who had shrunk into the turtle shell, and the unhappy mood just now had also rained and sunny, patted the quilt roll, and there was a thick joke in his tone, "Are you inviting me to bed?" ”

"Invite, invite, invite, I'm still biting you!" Song Wenbei showed a small red face from the quilt and looked at the man opposite with displeasure.

"Hahaha." Fu Xinian suddenly laughed out loud somehow, and Song Wenbei sighed that the laughter of a really weird person is different from others, but he is a little stupid.

This man is so good-looking, with thick eyebrows, a high nose, thin lips, and when he laughs, he is different from his usual sharpness, but has a bit of the feeling of a boy next door. At this second, Song Wenbei finally learned what it means to apply light makeup and heavy makeup, and what it is, and what it means to miss a beat.

"Stunned?" Fu Xinian's big palm waved in front of Song Wenbei's face, with a playful smile on his face.

"No, no." Song Wenbei turned out of the quilt, went directly into the bathroom, and picked up a handful of cold water to sober up his hot head. Oh my God, I was so fascinated by beauty! Song Wenbei, it's really spring! You still haven't accepted the lesson, and you don't think you've been disliked enough by that demon.

"Hey, Song Wenbei, are you okay?" After waiting for a long time, Song Wenbei didn't come out, Fu Xinian's voice outside the door was a little impatient, and he couldn't help but knock on the door a few times.

"Song Wenbei?" Still didn't respond, Fu Xinian's knock on the door was a little more urgent, and he just held the doorknob and wanted to unscrew it, but he was crashing into Song Wenbei who opened the door.

"What are you doing in there?!" Fu Xinian narrowed his dark eyes and stared straight at the little woman in front of him who was twisting the corners of his clothes.

"Why are you wet? Don't tell me you're in the bathroom with your clothes in the shower. Everywhere Fu Xinian's eyes could be seen, Song Wenbei's shirt was already wet, and her well-behaved appearance with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, and there was an inexplicable heat in her heart.

Song Wenbei rolled his eyes, if it weren't for your old man tempting me, would I use cold water to cool down in the winter, wash my face and pour myself on. You always knocked on the door with a shocking sound, look at my current embarrassment, how dare you come out blatantly.

"Got a change of clothes." Between the words, Fu Xinian's hand had already put on Song Wenbei's shoulder, and seeing that he was about to do it for him, Song Wenbei knocked off his salty pig hand, "What, what are you doing?" I didn't bring a change of clothes. "The original righteousness is strong, but now there is only a lack of confidence.

"Wear mine."