"Love you!" This man is very scheming, and he knows that Ye Fanxing can't stand him being coquettish and cute, and he doesn't say that he wants it, but he just pleases her very gently.

His kiss fell softly on her ear, it was hot, Ye Fanxing was speechless, "I'm so sick, don't you feel a little restless?" ”

"Miss you." The thought of having her by my side when I was sick made me feel extra warm.

The next day, Ye Fanxing did not go to class, but stayed at home to take care of Fu Jingyu.

When she woke up in the morning, she frowned when she saw the red mark on her neck in the bathroom.

obviously wanted to reject him, but in the end he was fooled......

She found herself defenseless against this man.

Ye Fanxing specially wore a black high-necked sweater, she was white-skinned, very thin, and looked good-looking.

She glanced at Fu Jingyu, who was still asleep on the bed, and walked out of the bedroom.

Jiang Sen had just come down from upstairs, looked at Ye Fanxing, and asked, "Is Mr. Fu sick?" ”

"I've got a little cold, and I'm still asleep." Looking at the document in Jiang Sen's hand, Ye Fanxing said, "You just let your Mr. Fu rest for a while, he is not iron-clad." ”

Jiang Sen was aggrieved, "It's not that I don't let him rest, it's that he usually works hard by himself." Aren't you two the same? I don't even want to die when I work. ”

The point is that Fu Jingyu has to take care of the children and his wife after he comes back, that is, he recently sent the small light bulb to Fu's mother.

Ye Fanxing showed a friendly smile on his face: "I'll go cook him a porridge, you go and see him." ”

Jiang Sen nodded and saw Ye Fanxing go downstairs.

Ye Fanxing entered the kitchen, and while cooking porridge, he called Su Qi on the phone, "Mr. Fu is sick, I have to take care of him at home today, and the company can't come over." ”

Even Ye Fanxing didn't go to school.

If there is no special thing, she will not ask for leave, Fu Jingyu is sick, which is a big deal for her.

This is the same for Fu Jingyu.

Ye Fanxing remembered that she was uncomfortable when she was pregnant, and Fu Jingyu always threw down her work and accompanied her every day.

She has always felt that two people are together, the contribution is mutual, and if you put each other in your heart, he will love you the same.

Ye Fanxing cooked the porridge and took it upstairs, and saw Fu Jingyu sitting on a chair, wearing slippers and pajamas, talking to Jiang Sen.

She didn't go downstairs for a while, and someone turned on work mode again.

Ye Fanxing waited for him to finish talking to Jiang Sen, and after Jiang Sen walked out, he walked to him with a blanket.

"Why are you working again?"

Fu Jingyu said: "I didn't have a job, so I said two sentences." ”

"Isn't it also about work?" Ye Fanxing looked at him and squatted down beside him with some seriousness, "You can't even rest when you're sick?" ”

She was so angry that people couldn't be afraid of it at all, but felt very cute.

Fu Jingyu put his hand on her head and rubbed it gently, "Don't worry. ”

"It's easy to say, how can I not worry? You're sick like this, is your work more important than me and my son? ”

Fu Jingyu stretched out his hand and hugged her in his arms, he leaned on her shoulder with a painful headache, "Baby, my husband is fine." Really, tomorrow will be fine, by the way, you go back and bring me my medicine. ”

"......" Ye Fanxing looked at him uncomfortable like this, after all, his heart softened, he kissed him on the face, and his voice was gentle, "I cooked porridge for you, do you want to eat it?" ”

"Well, my wife made it, of course I have to eat it."

His mouth was sweet.