Finally, Su Ce let go of his hand, and Wen Qiao asked nervously, "How is it?" ”

Su Ce smiled slightly: "Everything is normal, in another five or six days, you will be able to see Fu Nanli." ”

Wen Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, sure enough, she was still too worried.

In the next few days, everything was normal, and Fu Nanli made a video call almost every day, except for being on the plane.

The one-month deadline has expired, and Wen Qiao's body has no problems, and it has also confirmed that she does not need to stay with Fu Nanli to continue her life.

She's a free man!

Wincho was so excited that when he came out of the alley, he saw a black Rolls-Royce parked outside.

"Joel ......"

The window was ajar, the man got out of the back seat, opened the door for her, and Wincho got into the car.

The smell of a man she hadn't seen for a month lingered in her nose, which made her feel reassured.

She was held in Fu Nanli's arms, and when the man spoke, his chest shook slightly, inexplicably giving her a sense of security.

"How's your body?"

Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows: "Everything is fine." ”

"That's good."

He took her to his apartment, which had not been patronized by the hostess for a month, and the big house revealed a cold atmosphere, which was just a hotel where Fu Nanli usually rested.

"What do you want to eat? I'll do it for you. ”

Fu Dashao was about to wash his hands and make soup again, Wen Qiao was a little clingy, and hugged his waist from behind: "I like to eat whatever you do." ”

Fu Nanli raised his eyebrows, if Qiao Er could be so sticky all the time after the operation, it would be a good sequelae of the operation.

Fu Nanli took some ingredients out of the refrigerator and made two dishes and one soup, which had already used up the recipes in his mind.

The two sat opposite each other and ate a warm dinner.

"Have you missed me this month?"

Wen Qiao tilted his head and smiled: "What do you think?" ”

Fu Nanli grabbed her ankle and put her foot on her lap: "I took the initiative to call you, you haven't called." ”

He said, as if his tone was aggrieved.

Wen Qiao smiled and said, "I will take the initiative to call you in the future." ”

But while saying a word, she subconsciously thought that she would not be like this before, and she would often take the initiative to make video calls to Fu Nanli in the past, and even she was more active at that time.

Her mind was a little confused, and she couldn't sort out her thoughts for a while.

After helping Fu Nanli clean up the dishes and chopsticks, he took the bowl in the dishwasher and was about to put it in the cabinet, but accidentally dropped a bowl.

Wen Qiao immediately bent down to pick it up.

'Hiss......' finger was cut by a sharp shard.

Bright red blood immediately flowed out, dripping on the porcelain white shards, Wen Qiao's brain buzzed, his body became a little hot, and some unfamiliar restless emotions were ignited at this moment.

She just wanted to pick up the pieces, but her hand was grabbed by Fu Nanli: "Why are you so careless." ”

After saying that, he pulled her up, turned on the faucet, and rinsed her wounds with cold water.

Wen Qiao looked back at the shards of glass on the ground, which were stained with a blinding red, eerie, attractive, and inexplicably wanted to shatter everything.

"Qiao'er......" Fu Nanli frowned and looked at the person in her arms, and shouted a third time before she came back to her senses.

"Huh?"

"Come here, I'll give you some medicine."

Fu Nanli pulled her to the living room, the floor-to-ceiling windows were open, it was raining outside, the wind was carrying a moist breath to her face, her consciousness was a little clearer, and the sharp pain on her fingers came.