"Miss Lu, are you okay?"

Lu Wanchu's miserable and powerless appearance startled Mo Qing.

He didn't expect that Lu Wanchu really had the ability to let Fu Yixing sleep peacefully, which was something that had never happened since that death, and even that sister, Lu Wanxin, couldn't do it.

Who is this Miss Lu, who can actually be compared to that person.

Lu Wanchu shook his head, and his eyes fell on the majestic figure on the big black bed, "I'm fine, just rest for a while." ”

It took a lot of effort to finally settle Fu Yixing.

"Then you go to rest, I'll just guard Mr. Fu here."

Mo Qing said respectfully, Lu Wanchu's state was very bad, and it was not suitable to leave the Dijing Villa, so he could only rest for one night.

"No, I'm here to guard him, in case something happens, I can still handle it."

Lu Wanchu shook his head and refused Mo Qing.

Mo Qing glanced back at Fu Yixing, and finally nodded, "Then what do you have to call me again." ”

"Well, go ahead."

Lu Wanchu nodded, and Mo Qing bowed respectfully towards Lu Wanchu before leaving.

After Mo Qing left, Lu Wanchu stood in the huge room, her eyes involuntarily fell on the position in front of her, and her footsteps walked towards Fu Yixing's position.

Finally, he sighed and sat in front of Fu Yixing's bed, looking at him quietly.

A long time ago, she had stayed with him all night and watched him quietly.

"Fu Yixing ......"

A soft voice echoed through the room.

Fu Yixing's phoenix eyes on the bed were closed, his face was calm after the pain, peaceful and peaceful, his handsome facial features had the charm of the soul, the high nose bridge, the thin lip flap, elegant and noble.

Lu Wanchu reached out and wanted to touch his cheek.

A big palm suddenly grabbed Lu Wanchu's hand, Lu Wanchu was startled, thinking that Fu Yixing had woken up, and finally found that he was just subconsciously grabbing her hand.

It's useless to try to pull it back hard.

"Fu Yixing, you let go."

No matter what happened to her, Fu Yixing was still asleep, but she didn't have the slightest intention of letting go of Lu Wanchu's hand.

In the end, Lu Wanchu could only let Fu Yixing's big palm grab her hand, and the temperature that belonged to him spread to her palm, burning her beating heart.

Gradually, the sky sank, and the silence outside the window seemed to be audible as if a pin fell on the ground.

Lu Wanchu's eyelids slowly sank, and after making sure that Fu Yixing would not suffer again, he weakly propped himself up on the big bed with his other hand and fell asleep with his eyes closed, his side face calm and delicate and picturesque.

Fu Yixing on the bed opened his eyes, and those phoenix eyes looked at Lu Wanchu, who had slept beside the bed, complicated and affectionate.

His eyes fell on the hands of the two of them, Fu Yixing's big palm moved slightly, and his five fingers tightly wrapped Lu Wanchu's slender and white fingers in the palm of his hand, and his thin lips were slightly raised, as if he was very satisfied with everything in front of him.

Seeing that Lu Wanchu was tired in his eyes, Fu Yixing secretly felt distressed, reluctantly let go of Lu Wanchu's palm, got up and picked up Lu Wanchu and put it beside him, for fear of waking her up, so he looked at her quietly without saying a word.

Over the years, he has watched her become more and more distant from him and is powerless, and he has no ability, but he can't withstand the curse of the Fu family no matter what.

If there is no curse, even if she doesn't love him, rob him and snatch her.

Fu Yixing knew that he had also had a storm in his heart, but he was still powerlessly suppressed.

In this way, looking at her quietly, it is also extremely satisfying.