Fu Yixing's eyes fell on Lu Wanchu, picked up the tonic soup and drank it himself, just when Lu Wanchu thought he was going to drink it for himself, Fu Yixing held the back of her head, and her thin lips covered her lip flap.

Lu Wanchu's eyes widened slightly, and she was forced to swallow the tonic soup in Fu Yixing's mouth, enduring the discomfort.

"Fu Yixing, how can you do this?"

Drinking the tonic soup one by one, Lu Wanchu glanced at Fu Yixing.

It's hard to imagine that Ye Yunshu's good cooking skills can make such an unpalatable tonic soup, and she must not be allowed to make tonic soup for her to drink in the future.

"How?"

Fu Yixing's thin lips hooked slightly, "If you don't drink it, I can only think of this way, I thought it would taste better after passing through my mouth." ”

Lu Wanchu was speechless for an instant.

Knowing that she was unhappy, Fu Yixing slowly approached Lu Wanchu, and the tip of his nose touched the tip of her nose gently, warm and ambiguous.

"Evening, get better soon."

Lu Wanchu looked at Fu Yixing, who was touching the tip of her nose, and raised the corners of her lips slightly, "Hmm! ”

In the next few days, Fu Yixing accompanied Lu Wanchu all the time, never left her a step, and even carried her to the toilet, which made Lu Wanchu very dissatisfied.

"I can go, you let me down."

"Be careful of pulling the wound, or I'll carry you."

Every day, Fu Yixing would get exactly the same reply, and Lu Wanchu simply gave up.

"Is it better?"

Ye Yunshu leaned against Lu Wanchu's side and asked softly, with concern in his eyes.

"It's much better, it's okay anymore, don't worry."

Knowing Ye Yunshu's worries, Lu Wanchu immediately said.

"No, I want to look at the wound, otherwise I won't be reassured."

Ye Yunshu said that he was about to unbutton Lu Wanchu's pajamas and take a look.

There was a terrifying aura behind him, and Ye Yunshu looked back.

Fu Yixing's slender figure didn't know when he came in from outside, Shuangyang looked at Ye Yunshu fiercely, no, it was right to look at her hand, warning her.

Ye Yunshu quickly withdrew his hand and raised it on his head, "Mr. Fu, I just care about the next night." ”

"It's not too early."

Fu Yixing reminded him coldly, and Ye Yunshu hurriedly got up from the sofa, "Understood, I'll go back immediately." ”

Fu Yixing said so, how dare she stay, unless she wants to find death.

Ye Yunshu left quickly, and Lu Wan couldn't help but be stunned when she saw her movements as if she had practiced.

After Ye Yunshu left, Fu Yixing walked towards Lu Wanchu, took out a cup of milk tea and handed it to Lu Wanchu.

"Milk tea?"

Lu Wanchu was overjoyed and looked at Fu Yixing in disbelief, "How did you think of buying me milk tea?" ”

Today is the first time Fu Yixing has gone out, but I didn't expect to bring her milk tea when I came back, which was too unexpected.

"Because you like it!"

Fu Yixing's phoenix eyes were soft, and he sat beside Lu Wanchu.

He knew that she would be happier when she drank milk tea, which would also make her remember less pain.

Lu Wanchu didn't understand, full of satisfaction.

I inserted the straw and took a sip of milk tea, and the sweet taste of milk tea permeated my mouth.

Lu Wanchu put down the milk tea in his hand, and threw himself into Fu Yixing's arms.

Fu Yixing subconsciously hugged Lu Wanchu, and was about to scold her for touching the wound, but her thin lips had already been printed by Lu Wanchu.

"Thank you, husband!"

Lu Wanchu smiled brightly at Fu Yixing, her eyes full of him.

The words of scolding were swallowed by him, Fu Yixing gently hugged Lu Wanchu and imprinted a kiss on her lips, "No thanks, wife!" ”

Lu Wanchu leaned on Fu Yixing's chest and closed her eyes in satisfaction.

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