Chapter 602 Coax me~
After this thought came into the depths of his mind, Fu Huaijin's eyes on Sheng Chaomu became more and more unfathomable.

Finally, he couldn't hold back, and said to the woman sitting on the sofa in a daze: "Madam, can I ask you a question?"

Sheng Chaomu raised his eyes and glanced at him because of his words.

She rested her chin on one hand, and said in a calm tone, "If you are sure that it is a question that will ruin my mood, it is best not to ask."

"..."

Fu Huaijin choked for a moment, and after a few seconds, he still didn't give up.

"But I think you're not in a very good mood now, madam, so you don't mind getting worse, do you?"

Without even thinking about it, Sheng Chaomu replied, "Never mind." After a pause, "If you really want to make me happy, then tell me something I like to hear."

Fu Huaijin raised her eyebrows, "Then madam, what do you like to hear?"

Sheng Chaomu thought about this question seriously, and then said:
"Forget it, you better shut up." After a pause, "At least, my mood won't get worse."

Fu Huaijin: "..."

Of course Fu Huaijin would not really shut up just because of the woman's request, he said brazenly:
"Ma'am, one size counts. You can't take care of me if you are in a bad mood. It's already nine o'clock in the evening. Have you started to think about scrubbing my body? Last night, in order to save your ex-boyfriend, I talked to those hired Bing fought with his bare hands, and his body has been sticky and uncomfortable all day long."

Perhaps he wanted to divert his attention and make himself busy, so that his gloomy mood would be relieved, so Sheng Chaomu did not refuse Fu Huaijin's request.

She stood up and walked straight to Fu Huaijin's bed.

Because he couldn't see what she meant, Fu Huaijin didn't dare to offend her too much.

He looked up at her for a while, quite a bit coquettishly:
"Ma'am, I'm really uncomfortable. I don't really want to order you on purpose... I help you over and over again, even if I don't get any credit, is it hard work? It's just a scrub, it won't tire you, Ma'am... ..."

"How bad is the injury on your waist?"

As soon as Sheng Chaomu said this, Fu Huaijin looked away with a guilty conscience, "...It's quite heavy, I must have had several stitches."

Sheng Chaomu snorted, and asked, "How many stitches are there?"

"Uh...five needles."

Sheng Zhaomu groaned again, then turned around and went to the bathroom to fetch warm water to wipe him off.

Fu Huaijin looked at her leaving figure, feeling a little uneasy.

Even if this matter is over?

Lu Huailin clearly told him that she hated others for deceiving her the most. Why...is it so wrong?
Five minutes later, Sheng Chaomu called for warm water.

She has basically never taken care of anyone, so she is not very good at serving people.

After twisting the towel, she raised her chin to Fu Huaijin, "Should I take it off for you, or do you take it off yourself?"

Compared with women who always spoke coldly to him or ignored him before, she is so nice now.

So good that Fu Huaijin felt unreal.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and while unbuttoning the hospital gown with his fingers, he asked tentatively: "Madam, I lied to you, aren't you angry?"

"angry."

After Fu Huaijin took off his shirt, he said, "But...it doesn't look like...ah——"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dull pain like a knife stab came from his waist.

He let out a scream in pain, "Sheng Chaomu, you murdered your husband!"

While he was talking, Sheng Chaomu squeezed the wound on his waist again, looked at the man's painful handsome face with a half-smile, and said with a low smile, "Do you look like it now?"

Fu Huaijin: "..."

Sheng Chaomu threw the towel on his face, wiped his face vigorously, and said:
"Fu Huaijin, I told you a long time ago that bitter tricks are basically useless to me."

But Fu Huaijin didn't think so.

If bitter tricks didn't work for her, the woman wouldn't wipe his face now.

He thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out of his mouth.

He said: "Madam, although I didn't have a penetrating wound on my waist, I did have stitches. I shouldn't exaggerate the facts to deceive you, but isn't it because I want to spend some time alone with my wife?"

Sheng Chaomu didn't bother to talk to him.

No matter what Fu Huaijin said, she was unwilling to talk to her.

It took her about a quarter of an hour to wipe Fu Huaijin from top to bottom, before she said, "Okay."

After she finished speaking, when she was about to straighten her body, Fu Huaijin reached out and clasped her delicate wrist like porcelain,

"Ma'am, there is still a place that hasn't been wiped."

Fu Huaijin was referring to the one-acre land below his belly.

When Sheng Chaomu realized what he was talking about, his whole face turned red.

She frowned, "Fu Huaijin, don't go too far."

Fu Huaijin clasped her wrist tightly to prevent her from leaving,

"Ma'am, even if you don't want to scrub it for me, at least give me a pair of clean shorts?"

"I asked your bodyguard Jiang Hai to come in and change it for you..."

"Madam, as I said, I don't want others to touch my body, let alone that person is a man."

Sheng Chaomu became angry from embarrassment:
"Fu Huaijin, I don't believe you don't even have the ability to change your shorts now, you can carry me from the sofa to the hospital bed at noon..."

Fu Huaijin interrupted her:

"It's because I hugged you too hard at noon, and because you pinched the wound just now, so it hurts so much that it's inconvenient for me to move a lot now. Ma'am, it's just a change of shorts, and nothing else. What are you so shy about?"

Sheng Chaomu endured it, and finally found his shorts from his suitcase, and resigned himself to changing them into him.

However, after this, she didn't intend to give Fu Huaijin any more good looks.

Because, once this man shows a good face, he will climb up the ladder.

"Fu Huaijin, go to bed early, good night."

After saying this, she turned to leave.

Fu Huaijin frowned, her voice was raised a little because of displeasure, "Sheng Chaomu, are you going to abandon me?"

"Mr. Fu, I just checked your injury. It's not so serious that you can't take care of yourself. If I'm not talking, I think you will recover faster."

Fu Huaijin pursed her thin lips, and said in an extremely gloomy tone, "You clearly promised me to accompany me until the recovery, but you backtracked on your word?"

Seeing his distraught look, Sheng Chaomu said in a good mood, "Boss Fu, do you believe what women say?"

Sheng Chaomu threw down these words, turned around and left without looking back.

For five days in a row, she did not appear again.

Five days later, in the evening, Sheng Chaomu was pruning flowers and branches in the garden of Hongye Mansion, and Fu Huaijin, who had just been discharged from the hospital, directly killed her in front of her.

He blocked the sunset in front of her, and there was a bit of gnashing of teeth in his voice: "You would rather deal with your flowers and plants than take care of your injured man in bed?"

Facing his panic, Sheng Chaomu's mood became much calmer, she said:
"Playing with flowers and plants can cultivate my sentiment and make me feel happy. Serving you will not only make me feel bad but also make me sleepless."

Fu Huaijin: "..."

"Boss Fu, have you had dinner yet?"

Fu Huaijin thought she was going to invite him to dinner, so she subconsciously replied, "No. You want to treat me?"

(End of this chapter)

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