Loshi looked at the small red stain of blood on the floor.

It's seeped into the cracks, and it's probably not easy to clean up. I don't know if she will lose money when she quits the lease.

She sighed and stood up: "I'll get it, you ...... first." ”

"No, you don't." Fu Chengshen interrupted her with a gloomy face.

Luo Xi frowned, she was kind, this person was too ignorant.

originally wanted to ignore him angrily, but Yu Guang caught a glimpse of embarrassment on the man's face.

She closed her eyes vigorously, for fear that she had misunderstood. I opened my eyes and made a closer look.

That's right.

Fu Chengshen, this guy seems to be there, sorry?

This shocked Loshi even more than discovering that he was an alien, and her mouth opened slightly involuntarily, looking at the person in front of her in a daze, and she didn't find her voice for a long time.

The man's face became more and more ugly, his eyes were aggressive, and he ordered her coldly: "Lie down." Close your eyes. ”

Loshi nodded subconsciously and lay down again, his eyes closed tightly, no longer looking at him.

If it weren't for the uncontrollable curled corners of her mouth, her disguise at the moment would be perfect.

Fu Chengshen tilted his head, tried to ignore the smile on the corner of her mouth, and asked her viciously, "Where is the Band-Aid?" Not in the medicine box. ”

"I just bought a new band-aid yesterday, and I haven't put it in the medicine box yet, so it should be on the cabinet in the entrance." Loshi tried to restrain his voice, not daring to act too pleasant.

After all, a man like Fu Chengshen, who has always been on top, is very face-saving.

She couldn't tell the story of breaking all her dishes because of washing dishes, and cutting her fingers because of cleaning broken porcelain, for the sake of his public image.

However, this did not prevent her from secretly enjoying herself in her heart.

Fu Chengshen found a band-aid and disinfectant water in the hallway.

He let go of the hand covering the wound and used one hand to wring the lid of the disinfectant. It was a bit difficult, and he twisted it several times before finally unscrewing the cap and dipping a cotton swab in it to disinfect the wound.

It hurts.

He gritted his back molars, refusing to make a sound.

lest the woman hear.

It's just that he can unscrew the cap with one hand, but he can't tear the stickable wrapping paper with one hand, and he tosses it back and forth for a while, making a lot of movement.

Loshi had taken the medicine, and now he was not so dizzy, but he was very sleepy. It's just that she is a person who doesn't fall asleep easily when she hears a little sound, and she was tortured by Fu Chengshen's sound so that her head was about to explode.

"Forget it, I'll do it."

She lifted the quilt and got up, not wanting his permission anymore, snatched the Band-Aid from his hand and tore the wrapping paper neatly.

Fu Chengshen's face became gloomy again after seeing the pink and tender color of the band-aid and the cute rabbit pattern on it.

"That's the only one?" He raised an eyebrow and said critically.

"That's the only one, let's make do with it."

Lohi is rightly arrogant. After all, it was in her chassis, and there were some small things, and she didn't want to accommodate him too much. For example, she didn't want to drag her sick body to buy him a band-aid that wasn't pink in the sun.

"Fingers sticking out." She ordered him

He did as he was told, reaching out his injured finger to her.

Roshi observed the location and shape of the wound, which was quite heavy, with a long arc separating the fingertips. The angle wasn't easy to bandage, and she didn't think much of it, grabbing his fingers and taking them to her side.

Fu Cheng glanced at her deeply, didn't refuse, and didn't say anything.

The blood stains around the wound have been cleaned up in the process of disinfection just now, but the skin and flesh are opened, and the edges are faintly swollen by the disinfectant, and there is still blood flowing out.

It hurts to look at.

Loshi lowered his head and blew lightly into his wound twice.

It's a completely habitual action. She was injured when she was a child, and when she was bandaged, her aunt would first help her breathe and say, "The pain flew away." ”

Later, when she covered her own wounds, she also learned to exhale first and say, "The pain flew away." ”

Fu Chengshen glanced at her deeply, his eyes flickered twice, and he still didn't make a sound.

Loshi carefully applied the Band-Aid, touched his fingers lightly with his fingertips, and asked him, "Does it still hurt?" ”

Fu Chengshen was silent for a while before answering her question: "It doesn't hurt." ”

Roshi looked into his eyes. His eyes were faint, and he couldn't tell if it really didn't hurt anymore, or if he was still in the way of Mr. Fu's face, he was reckless.

"I'm going to rest first. You can watch TV in the living room or go about your own business. Leave the kitchen alone, I'll clean it up when I wake up. ”

He let out an "um" and didn't react any more.

Loshi assumed that he agreed, and that she was really unwell, and went back to sleep.

At noon, Fu Chengshen walked into the bedroom and wanted to ask her if she wanted to eat.

She still slept deeply, with an abnormal flush on her face, but no sweat on her forehead. Liang was rolled up in a ball and kicked aside, so she curled up together, wrapped her arms around, and slept uncomfortably.

His eyes sank, and he crouched down, bowed his head, and still used his lips to test the temperature of her forehead.

It's very hot, it's hotter than in the morning, and it's the temperature at which you have to take antipyretics.

He tried to nudge her and asked, "Is there any fever reducer?" ”

She snorted twice, refusing to wake up.

He had no choice but to give up, stand up, pull the quilt next to him and cover her, and then change his shoes and go out.

When Loshi was woken up again, her eyes were dazed and she had no focus at all, but she heard a voice in her ear saying to her, "Take your medicine." ”

Then something was put on the side of his mouth.

She was not awake, and instinctively opened her mouth, and the pill that was placed next to her mouth was pushed into her mouth, and in order to prevent the pill from falling out, the force was used a little too much.

The flap of his lips inevitably kissed his fingertips.

Her whole body was burned, and the temperature of her lips was also high, and her lips were burned to a bright dark pink, which looked watery because she had just been fed warm water.

Fu Chengshen was very close to her, and when his gaze swept over her lips, he stayed for a while.

She finished her medicine and was still sleeping.

He looked at her sleeping face, his Adam's apple rolled twice, and before he could think about it, his thumb was already covering her lips again.

It's hot, it's hot.

He thought to himself, maybe it was because the weather in Yucheng was too hot, it was already autumn, and the temperature would be nearly forty degrees. He turned off the air conditioner again, afraid that she would be cold.

This tactile sense, probably, is not quite accurate.

I heard that the body temperature on the lips is the most accurate.

He thought about it for a moment, leaned forward, put one hand on the back of her head, and lowered his head to kiss her lips.

Loshi snorted uneasily, as if trying to break free.

He snorted softly, and the big hand that held her up increased his strength, opened his mouth, and bit the corner of her lip as if punishing, and then the center of her lip.

didn't use much force, biting gently, it looked very ambiguous and lustful.

After kissing, he rested his chin on the girl's forehead, calmed his breathing for a while, and then lowered his head and kissed her forehead before putting her on the pillow and covering the quilt again.

Not long after taking the antipyretics, Loshi no longer had a fever. As soon as the temperature dropped, I sweated, sticky and uncomfortable.

When Fu Chengshen went to the bedroom to check her body temperature again, he saw that her hair was soaked, knotted into strands, and scattered on the pillow. There is also sweat on the face, which looks wet.

He wanted to test her body temperature, but after seeing the sweat on his face, he hesitated, and then went to the bathroom to get a cool towel and came back, and gently helped her wipe her sweat.

The gesture apparently made Loshi feel much more comfortable, and she sighed in a daze, her eyes not open, and her little hand fumbled with the back of his hand, rubbing it flatteringly.

"Thank you."

She muttered indistinctly, with a meek smile on her face, and she didn't know who she thought he was in her dreams.

He looked down at her for a moment and sneered, "Little thing without conscience." ”

I went to the new and twisted a cool towel and wiped her palms, arms and neck.

When it rubbed against her chest, she paused, her eyes moving slightly down from her open neckline.

The curtains in the room were drawn, and the sunlight was still shining through the cracks. She lay quietly on the bed, well-behaved like a child. Because of the high fever I just had, my skin still maintains its pink color, and there are fine beads of sweat on it, and when I wipe it with a cool towel, it has an attractive luster.

Like ripe peaches.

Look, sweet and juicy.

Fu Cheng felt the impatient irritability in his heart, and even his breathing burned a little.

He took a few deep breaths, turned his head away, wiped the towel in his hand on her chest, and was about to get up and leave.

Unexpectedly, Loshi reached out at this time and wrapped his arms around his waist.

"Don't go...... Stay with Heeki for a while...... Heeki is sick, so uncomfortable......"

She hummed and chirped, and her little head also stretched out, rubbed on his back, and put her chin on his back, and promised softly and glutinously: "Xixi will not be naughty in the future, obedient, and not sick." ”

Fu Chengshen's hand was wrapped in her restless little hand, and his fingertips rubbed against the back of her smooth hand, and after a while, he spoke: "You...... What should I be called? ”

The tone was calm and undulating, but the voice was noticeably darker.

Loshi leaned his head on his back softly, and his voice was as sweet as mint water mixed with honey: "I should call you...... Auntie. Auntie, Nozomi misses you. ”

He knew it!

This stupid woman is so sick that she thinks of him as someone else, and she is still a dead person!

His face quickly turned gloomy, and he broke her hand mercilessly: "Don't touch me." ”

Luo Xi was ruthlessly abandoned by her "aunt", her heart was full of grievances, she opened her hand and scratched in the air, but she couldn't catch anything, for a while she thought that her aunt was angry with her and refused to ask her anymore, and then she thought in a trance that her aunt was no longer in this world.

I felt more and more sad in my heart, and I only felt that my chest was like a wet sponge, and when I touched it, tears couldn't help but flow out.

"Auntie, I'm sorry, it's all Xixi who is bad, it's Xixi who is useless, my aunt raised Xixi for nothing, but Xixi can't save my aunt, I can't do anything......"

Fu Chengshen frowned and looked at the woman on the bed expressionlessly.

What kind of dream did you have to be so sad that you cried into a tearful person?

He wanted to leave, but Lorchy cried incessantly, tears pouring out, and in a short time the pillow was wet.

He shouted "Auntie" over and over again, and his voice was dumb.

Luo Huijuan's death, he also felt faintly guilty, and occasionally couldn't help but imagine that if he hadn't sent a helicopter to pick up Chen Yun at that time, but gave it to Luo Xi, would Luo Huijuan not have died?

His relationship with Loshi will not be as stiff as it is now.

After the divorce, he asked Li Xian to check on Luo Huijuan, and knew that the woman was very important to Luo Xi, although Luo Xi called her aunt, but in fact the two were as close as mother and daughter.

It's normal that Loshi will miss her aunt. It's just that after Luo Huijuan's death, Luo Xi had to face everything alone, and the pressure of life did not allow her to show grief at all.

She has to work, she has to support herself first.

Only when she was sick and weak, she subconsciously dared to indulge once, so she fell into the longing for Luo Huijuan.

Fu Cheng sighed deeply and slowly lay down on the bed.

He took Loshi into his arms and told her to rest her head on his heart, his big hand gently patting her side.

"Sleep. I'm with you. ”