Listening to the man next to him asking rhetorically, Fu Nuan was startled.
Maybe she was in a trance just now, and she was not sure, but she hoped that she had misunderstood it.
Gradually, she relaxed a bit, and after another glance at the man next to her, she whispered:
"I heard meowing, but... I hope I've read it wrong."
Fu Nuan said the last sentence very lightly, but Rong Yu still listened to it.
After a moment of silence, he stretched his frowning eyebrows and lifted his thin lips: "You may be a little confused with a fever. Go to the hospital first and don't think about it."
With a tone of command that could not be resisted in the front of the conversation, Fu Nuan did not speak any more. His body was indeed uncomfortable, so he nodded and closed his eyes.
She only felt that her heart gradually calmed down, and this inexplicable sense of security made her sleep quickly.
…
"Drip...Drip..."
In the middle of the night, only a few drops were heard quietly in the ward, and Fu Nuan slowly opened his eyes when he felt the icy cold flowing in his blood.
What catches the eye is the white background wall, the dim orange warm light, the figure slanting on the bed, and the man's angular profile.
Rong Yu was sitting on the edge of the bed and was looking at the document in his hand seriously, her fine eyelashes casting a faint shadow.
Fu Nuan was a little stunned, and didn't even notice the arc of laughter at the corner of the man's mouth, and a faint, low, dull voice came from—
"I look good, eh?"
The man's voice was more like a kind of magnetic force, and it was not until Fu Nuan met the handsome face that was approaching her that she later realized that she was sober.
She subconsciously avoided his gaze, her eyes that were nowhere to be guilty.
"I… "
In embarrassment, Fu Nuan flushed her cheeks again, and sweat oozes from her forehead. In a hurry, she had to change the subject.
"Thank you, Director Rong, for sending me to the hospital... That, your great kindness... Anyway, thank you..."
My mind is still a mess, I don't even know what I'm talking about.
Just when she's still confused, it's not a good thing to be completely awake anyway. Especially, facing this man.
It's just that this person is so close to her, and the breath of each other blends with each other, and the restless heartbeat is even more abnormal...
Rong Yu looked at Fu Nuan's red-eared and anxious appearance, and her thin lips curled up with a smile, so that she was close to her cheeks in a leisurely manner, almost enveloping her with her unique masculinity.
He raised an eyebrow and asked, "Just thank you for being so simple?"
Fu Nuan: "..."
I knew that this man was not so easy to talk, and he was really just on the surface, but on the inside!
As if completely guessing what the woman was thinking, Yung and leaned over, almost completely suppressing the illness.
He chuckled at the corner of his mouth, with a somewhat condescending look in his eyes, and his eyes swept across her cheek inch by inch, wherever he went, there was a blush that couldn't get rid of.
Fu Nuan unnaturally swallowed the dryness in his throat and eyes. After the man's deep gaze stayed on the corners of the woman's lips for a while, he curled his lips and vomited lightly:
"There are many ways women thank men, but men always want only one."
Across such a short distance, Fu Nuan clutched the corners of the quilt, staring blankly at the man’s eyes that was reflecting the reduced version of her, but his heart was...
What should I do if my superiors always want to ask you about P, please help!
But in the next second, Wei Liang's fingers flicked her cheek, Fu Nuan opened her eyes wide, and the corner of the man's mouth in front of him was a little smirk.
"Blushing, are you shy, or are you looking forward to it?"
With thin lips slightly curled up, the man was very satisfied with the abnormal expression of the little woman in front of him.
"I… "
He almost bit off his tongue with a single mouth, and Fu Nuan frowned in pain, and wanted to stay away from the man a little bit, stretched out his hand to push his chest, and tried to distance each other a little bit.
"I have a fever, not what you think!"
"Huh? What do I think?"
After listening to her "explain", the man did not forget to chuckle like a seductive chuckle. Fu Nuan was silly by the "male, seduced and confused" who was close at hand, and even sank a little...