Fu Anan pricked up her ears to listen.
Dai Dahai's voice came to an abrupt end after a few high-pitched sounds.
"Brother Fu, what do you think happened here?"
She felt that Dai Dahai's reaction might be disastrous, but they almost set the evil god on fire.
She thought to herself.
It's still a little cold squatting down there.
Just now, in order to set fire to the pile of corpses, Fu Anan set fire to his coat, and now only a small sports vest is left.
She shuddered, then glanced at Fu Yizhi beside her.
Mr. Fu, who had been so strong before, now looked even worse. He stood there motionless, his brows furrowed, his whole body tense.
Fu Anan was slightly startled, and quickly helped him sit down behind a wooden rack full of dried radishes, "Brother Fu, what's wrong with you?"
"fine."
Fu Yizhi said lightly.
Is this what you call nothing
Fu Anan looked at him, his face full of suspicion.
"The side effects of using abilities." Fu Yizhi closed his eyes and said calmly.
"Be quiet for a moment, it will be fine soon."
Side effects of using abilities?!
She hadn't experienced headaches and nosebleeds for so long that she almost forgot about it.
As strong as Brother Fu was just now, he is as fragile now.
Fu Anan sat beside him and looked at him, feeling distressed but also a little proud. In fact, she was better than Father Fu in some ways!
"You should have a good rest. I will take good care of you."
A sense of responsibility arises naturally in my heart.
Fu Anan stood up and rubbed Fu Yizhi's shoulders and forehead. If he was willing to lie down, she could also give him a full body massage.
Half an hour later, Fu Yizhi opened his eyes and said, "It's OK."
Hearing this, Fu Anan withdrew her tired hands and said, "How do you feel? This massage is good, isn't it?"
"You are quite good at it."
Fu Yizhi raised his chin, with a smile in his eyes, and reached out to pinch her face.
After being busy just now, Fu Anan finally relaxed and found the only remaining kettle and food in the space.
He handed it to Fu Yizhi and continued to show off.
"The massage I just did was something I learned specially. Besides my grandparents, you're the only one who has enjoyed it."
Be happy.
Are you satisfied
Fu Anan looked at him with a smile.
Fu Yizhi paused after taking the kettle, his expression darkened, and he reached out and patted Fu Anan on the forehead.
"idiot."
Fu Anan, who was expecting praise, said: ... What kind of person is this, Brother Fu
My mood is like the weather in June, changing at any time.
She took care of him in vain!
Fu Anan hugged her arms and trembled. This cellar was as cold as her heart.
At this moment, a coat still warm with body temperature fell from the sky and covered her chest, and a warm body also pressed against her from behind.
Fu Anan's eyes suddenly widened and his body stiffened.
"Fu, Brother Fu, this is inappropriate."
To keep warm, all you need to do is give them clothes.
"Don't you think I'm cold?"
A low and cold voice came to my ear.
Fu Anan felt a little embarrassed. She almost forgot that Father Fu was also a mortal.
—
Apart from the coat, Fu Yi was only wearing a vest.
They pressed tightly together, their body temperatures transferring to each other in the small space. Fu Anan could even feel the slightly rising and falling chest and the tense muscle lines beneath the thin fabric.
If she raised her head slightly, she would almost hit the other person's chin.
Such a close distance...
She even had the illusion that Father Fu wanted to do that to her!
(End of this chapter)