Fu Yixing went to the room to change clothes, and Lu Wanchu sat on the sofa, holding the hot water poured by the old man for her.

The mist wet her eyes, and she thought of the scene just now, and the man ordered her to cover herself so that she would not wet a corner of her clothes.

"Miss Lu, your boyfriend is so good to you."

The old man sat next to Lu Wanchu, smiling amiably.

Lu Wanchu was stunned for a moment, looked up at the old man, smiled, and was about to explain, when the old man sitting on the side opened his mouth again, "He is full of you, and he is a person who can be married." ”

What happened just now, she could see it clearly, the man's eyes were full of this girl, and he didn't let her get a little rain, not what love was.

"You misunderstood, he doesn't ......"

Before Lu Wanchu could speak, Fu Yixing's tall figure had already appeared in front of the two.

The clothes that the old man gave Fu Yixing was a set of shirts and trousers, which were a little smaller, which set off Fu Yixing's perfect figure more lean and strong.

Fu Yixing's temperament is very good, noble and elegant, like a noble son, of course, the premise is to ignore his indifferent handsome face.

Lu Wanchu's gaze fell on Fu Yixing, and he almost forgot to withdraw his gaze for a while.

When she reacted, Lu Wanchu couldn't help but feel secretly annoyed, she actually looked at him in a daze.

Fu Yixing looked at Lu Wanchu, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, walked in her direction, and sat on the single sofa opposite Lu Wanchu.

"What's the fuss?"

A low and mellow voice sounded, and Lu Wanchu immediately retorted, "Where am I in a daze, I'm just thinking about when the rain will stop." ”

"Hmm."

Fu Yixing did not expose Lu Wanchu, nodded, and smiled with phoenix eyes.

The old man was smiling on the side, afraid of disturbing the two, "I'll go cut some fruit for you." ”

Without waiting for Lu Wanchu and the others to say anything, the old man immediately walked to the kitchen and left the space for Lu Wanchu and the others.

Lu Wanchu sat on the sofa a little cramped.

"Check the wound."

Fu Yixing's slender fingers unbuttoned his shirt, and his movements were elegant and slow.

"What are you doing?"

Lu Wanchu got up from the sofa in surprise and looked at Fu Yixing vigilantly.

Fu Yixing sneered, his indifferent phoenix eyes with a full smile, "Check the wound without taking off your clothes, how can you show me?" ”

Lu Wanchu reacted at this time, and hurriedly opened his eyes, "Then you hurry up." ”

"Hurry what?"

"No...... No, I said you take off your clothes and I'll show you. ”

Lu Wanchu almost bit her tongue and blushed with shame, like the most delicate flower.

The corners of Fu Yixing's lips were slightly hooked, and he took off his shirt, revealing his strong arm, which had recovered almost white, red and swollen because of the rain, and was obviously inflamed.

"Why don't you say anything about your wound becoming like this, Fu Yixing, your body is your own."

Looking at Fu Yixing's red and swollen wounds, Lu Wanchu was inexplicably a little angry.

This man has always been like this, his body never cares, even if the curse attacks, he always looks indifferent.

"Not next time."

Looking at her angry cute appearance, Fu Yixing whispered.

Lu Wanchu was stunned for a moment, this plot seemed to be a little out of the way, she thought he didn't care at all, how did she know that he would apologize, and the tone was very soft, a little incredible.

Like, it's like a couple quarreling, and one party admits its mistakes.