The male god of the wall: cute and black

Chapter 634 Difficult to Serve Uncle (1)

"Okay." She lowered her eyebrows and said in a delicate and weak voice.

Fu Hei turned his face and saw the woman with pink cheeks and ears as red as agate, coupled with her soft and weak posture, he swallowed hard.

He bent over and picked her up, only to realize that her body was so light, like a leaf of duckweed, she could hardly feel the weight.

"Thank you." She nestled in his arms, felt the burning breath on his body, and whispered.

Fu Hei frowned, he didn't like that she was always so polite to him, after gently putting her on the bed, her dark and deep gaze locked on her for a long time.

She was uncomfortable all over, especially the strong hormonal scent of his body filled her nose, and an unconcealable restlessness rose in her heart. She looked at him with a pair of moist and bright eyes, and her cherry red full lips were shiny.

Suddenly, icy lips covered her.

The heartbeats of the two became faster and faster, almost in sync.

The temperature in the bedroom rose suddenly, and the body was getting hotter and hotter.

"Don't be like this..." the shy girl suddenly held his hand, blushing, panting coquettishly.

"Okay." The man's voice was hoarse. He promised her that he would talk about marriage two years later. Although he really wanted to have an early bridal chamber, he would try his best to restrain himself.

the other side

The doctor asked Zhou Jue to stay in the hospital for a week, because his injuries were serious, and he had been injured for a hundred days. Just letting him stay for seven days was considered a short time.

Hospitalization procedures were completed that night. Zhou Jue was wrapped up like rice dumplings, with two feet and one arm in a plaster cast.

Seeing Zhou Jue in such a state, Fan Qingling suppressed a smile and silently pushed him towards the inpatient department.

"Don't think I don't know you're laughing." Suddenly, Zhou Jue's angry voice came from the quiet corridor, and he wanted to look back at her, but his neck hurt when he twisted it.

"No." Fan Qingling immediately straightened his body with a serious expression.

"Hmph, take care of me these seven days." He said arrogantly.

"Okay." Fan Qingling replied, even if he didn't say anything, she would still take care of him, take money from others, and do things for others.

The corners of Zhou Jue's lips curled up, and her mood improved a lot. It wasn't as if she couldn't see her before, and she was restless due to various guesses.

"Wipe my face." He sat on the bed, and the two of them stared at each other in an eerie silence. Suddenly, he frowned and said in a cold tone.

"Okay." Fan Qingling quickly stood up from the chair and took the washbasin.

After a while, she came over with a handkerchief and washed his face gently.

"Hiss, it hurts, what are you doing so hard, didn't you see that Master's face is swollen?" Zhou Jue was full of disgust, his chest heaved, and his eyes were very bad.

Fan Qingling could only continue to take it easy, because he was the master.

"A little more lightly..." Someone yelled again as soon as it touched his face.

Fan Qingling looked at him and dabbed it lightly with a towel, but——

"Hiss...will you rub..." Before touching the skin, someone roared furiously.

Fan Qingling looked at him strangely, turned and left.

Zhou Jue: "..."

"Hey, I haven't finished wiping yet." He shouted to her back.

"It's clean." Fan Qingling said indifferently with a ball of anger pressing down on his chest.

(End of this chapter)