"Thirsty ......"

Fu Tingyuan stood up and fed her water. Fastest updates

Outside the window, the morning sun was slightly dewed, and the sky was already bright.

When Luo Nanchu opened his eyes, he saw Fu Tingyuan standing by the window. He held a glass of water in his hand and looked at her calmly: "Do you still want it?" ”

A hint of disgust flashed in her eyes, and she turned her head and shrank into the quilt.

The water in the hanging bottle had already hung to the bottom, Fu Tingyuan walked over and held her wrist, and was about to pull out the needle, but Luo Nanchu suddenly took his hand back as if he had been electrocuted, the needle was crooked, and a bag was obviously bulging on the back of her hand, Fu Tingyuan went to grab her hand, she was still hiding, his face was cold, he directly reached out and clasped her wrist, quickly pulled out the needle, looking at the blood flowing out of the veins on the back of her hand, he asked coldly: "Afraid of pain?" Aren't you afraid of pain now? ”

Luo Nan pursed his lips and didn't say a word, he just wanted to pull his hand out of his palm, Fu Tingyuan's eyes were slightly cold, and he clasped her wrist and pinched it in his palm, Luo Nan was ruthless at first, desperately trying to pull his hand away, because of the struggle, the blood in the veins on the back of his hand suddenly gushed out, which looked a little shocking.

A trace of anger flashed in Fu Tingyuan's eyes, and he reached out and clasped her wrist to press the person on the **, approaching her face, "Luo Nanchu, stop one!" ”

"Don't touch me," her face was full of resistance, "don't touch my ......!" ”

The housekeeper heard the movement from outside the door, walked in, and when he saw the scene in the house, he was a little panicked, and came over to persuade him: "Mr. Fu, Sister Luo is still feverish, don't hurt her!" ”

Fu Tingyuan was slightly stunned, and subconsciously let go of his hand, Luo Nanchu's slender wrist had already left a circle of bruised grip marks.

He frowned slightly, stood up from the **, and looked at Luo Nanchu who was curled up on the ** with red eyes and biting his lip with a complicated face.

His emotions were somewhat uncontrollable.

The usual calmness has fallen apart since last night, and it has not been able to return to normal.

He closed his eyes, calmed his breath, and endured the boiling emotions in his chest.

Seeing Fu Tingyuan get out of the way, the housekeeper hurriedly walked in, and saw that Luo Nanchu was still bleeding on the back of his hand, so he hurriedly pressed the alcohol cotton pad on her hand, and persuaded softly: "Sister Luo, press it, your hand is still bleeding." ”

Luo Nanchu raised his other hand and pressed it on his hand, pursing his lips, with a stubborn look.

Fu Tingyuan looked at her face, his eyebrows frowned again, the housekeeper was afraid that he would quarrel with Luo Nanchu again, so he turned around and whispered, "Mr. Fu, I'll take a look here." Breakfast is ready, you go downstairs to eat. ”

"Hmm."

Fu Tingyuan retracted his eyes, answered, he slowly went out, and heard the voice of the housekeeper persuading Luo Nanchu over there.

"Sister Luo, Mr. Fu is not in a good mood, don't have a hard time with him........."

"Your health is important, I'll send you medicine later. Your fever hasn't gone away, so get some sleep. ”

Fu Tingyuan turned his head and looked at Luo Nanchu, who was curled up there on the **, and from his point of view, he could only see her lowered eyebrows and pursed lips.

He withdrew his gaze and headed downstairs.

Soon the steward also came down,

"Mr. Fu, Sister Luo is already asleep." He looked at Fu Tingyuan's slightly tired look, and knew that he was also not asleep, so he asked in a low voice, "Wait a minute, do you want the driver to drive you to the company?" ”

Fu Tingyuan drank coffee and shook his head, his expression was a kind of depression in it, which made people dare not say much.

...