After waking up, the supernatural boss was pampered by his wife

Chapter 8 I Killed You
Go back to the upstairs room.

Fu Yunting, who had changed his clothes, still had an ugly face.

In public, he actually came to see his aunt!

What an An Muxue, this aunt came at the right time!
An Muxue ignored his expression, turned around and made a cup of brown sugar water for him.

"Now, you'll feel better if you drink this."

Fu Yunting raised his cold eyes, and the mad killing intent in his eyes seemed to tear her to pieces.

An Muxue was uncomfortable being looked at by him. She put the brown sugar water on the bedside and sat aside to explain, "Didn't I tell you before that my aunt would be here in the next two days, who knew you..."

"You still have the nerve to blame me?" Fu Yunting's tone was cold, and he put all the blame on An Muxue.

"Didn't you say you would make some preparations? Prepare!"

An Muxue raised her head and pointed to the brown sugar water next to her, "This is the preparation."

Fu Yunting clenched his fists suddenly, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged.

"You play with me?"

An Muxue looked innocent, "I don't, the brown sugar water is really prepared for you."

"Hmph!" Fu Yunting snorted coldly, gritted his teeth and said, "No one dares to let me listen to him, especially a woman!"

An Muxue was dumbfounded, "What do you mean?"

Fu Yunting lowered his head halfway, buried his thin fingers in his hair, stroked them back, and the rubber band fell off.

The seaweed-like long hair is spread on his shoulders and back, which is very beautiful.

But she was getting more and more uneasy.

Fu Yunting turned his head and glanced at the red wine on the table next to him.

Why should he drink brown sugar water? Red wine can relieve the depression in his heart!
Lifted the quilt to the ground, opened the red wine and blew on the bottle.

"Hello!"

An Muxue yelled in shock, and quickly stepped forward to snatch the wine bottle from his hand, the red wine had already been blown half by him.

"You don't want to die!"

An Muxue scolded angrily, "Drinking at this time will double your pain, and you'd rather die."

Fu Yunting snatched the bottle from her hand, bloodthirsty coldness appeared in his dark eyes.

"Anyway, this body is not mine, can you control it?"

An Muxue, "..."

Only then did he realize that what Fu Yunting did was to trample her body.

"Ha ha……"

An Muxue smiled lightly, "Although the body is not yours, the pain is yours. Take it slowly."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

Fu Yunting didn't understand what she said for a while.

Isn't it just that my aunt is in pain?
He is a majestic big man, can't even bear this little pain?

But who knows...

late at night.

An Muxue was sleeping soundly, when a bang bang suddenly woke her up.

The door was kicked open, and a black shadow rushed towards her. Before she could react, a pair of cold hands suddenly grabbed her neck.

The words are sinister, "I will kill you!"

Only then did An Muxue see clearly that the person who strangled her neck was none other than Fu Yunting!

The feeling of suffocation is getting heavier.

This guy won't come for real, will he?
Just as she was about to resist, the hand on her neck suddenly withdrew, and she curled up into a ball and fell onto her bed.

"hiss……"

A painful voice came.

Fu Yunting was trembling all over.

An Muxue got up and turned on the light, only to notice that Fu Yunting's face had lost a trace of blood, and he was sweating profusely.

This symptom was much more painful than before.

An Muxue quickly covered him with the quilt.

Turn around and pour a cup of hot water, "Drink some hot water, you will feel better."

Fu Yunting curled up like an eggplant beaten by frost, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

An Muxue sat beside him, hugged him, and put hot water to his lips.

He barely drank a few sips, drank the hot water, and finally felt a burst of warmth.

But the pain didn't diminish in the slightest.

An Muxue put the cup aside, reached into the quilt, and gently rubbed his lower abdomen.

He also complained, "If you drink some brown sugar water earlier, it won't be so painful. Isn't it all you asked for?"

"Shut up!"

Fu Yunting spoke weakly, but his eyes were domineering.

The hatred for this woman in my heart has not diminished in the slightest.

After a while of rubbing lightly, the pain was finally relieved.

An Muxue kept silent, and continued to rub her stomach for him.

After a while, a figure appeared at the door.

Fu Yunchu heard the movement, and saw such a warm scene as soon as he walked to the door.

I froze there for a while, a little at a loss.

An Muxue looked up at her, with an apology on her face, "Did it wake you up? Your elder brother is fine, but my aunt is in pain. I'll just rub him."

There was a touch of complexity in Fu Yunchu's eyes, and the corners of his pretty lips were slightly raised, which felt weird.

"Then I won't disturb you."

He turned and left, closing the door behind him.

An Muxue looked puzzled, as if she realized something, looked at Fu Yunting and said, "Did she misunderstand something?"

Fu Yunting didn't speak, his cold almond eyes were extremely dark.

There was no response, An Muxue pursed her lips and continued, "This time, take it as a lesson. Didn't we agree to use each other's body to live well? If you bully me, isn't it bullying yourself?"

"Can you shut up!"

Fu Yunting was so restless, he didn't want to talk to her, let alone hear her voice.

Who caused things to come to this point?
Out of mind?
An Muxue's throat choked hard.

An arrogant and arrogant man deserves it!

……

The morning light in the east slowly came on.

It is paved on the ground through floor-to-ceiling windows.

An Muxue sat on the ground beside the huge European-style bed, with her hands under the quilt.

Fu Yunting closed his eyes slightly, a shadow cast out from under the long eyelashes, and he was about to wake up.

"knock knock"

A knock on the door woke them up.

An Muxue was startled instantly, and withdrew her hand.

Fu Yunting also opened his eyes, his black and white pupils were slightly darkened.

This woman had a bit of a conscience, so she kneaded him all night.

And now the pain is not so severe.

An Muxue moved her sore wrist, looked at him and said, "Are you feeling better?"

Fu Yunting didn't speak.

After being shut down again, An Muxue's heart was extremely blocked.

He went to open the door, but saw Wen Shijie standing there.

A light gray hand-stitched suit, paired with his pair of gold-rimmed glasses and contoured facial features.

It gives people a feeling of spring breeze blowing on the face, and it feels easy to get along with.

At least, stronger than Fu Yunting.

He was holding an insulated box in his hand, and when he saw An Muxue who opened the door, he smiled gently.

"I couldn't attend the banquet for some things yesterday, thank you for your hard work."

"It's okay, it's fine if you come here. He drank some wine yesterday and was in pain all night. You can prescribe some medicine for him to relieve it."

"With his stubborn temper, he won't take medicine. I prepared this for him."

During the conversation, he shook the insulation box in his hand.

"Leave the rest to me, go and rest."

"Yes." An Muxue nodded repeatedly, wishing to leave here.

Before leaving, he still muttered softly, "They are both men, why is there such a big difference..."

(End of this chapter)