Black-bellied husband, don't be too bad

Chapter 213 You want to drive me away

In the darkness, no one could see anyone's expression clearly.

However, Fu Heng pressed her down like a normal person and had no intention of getting up.

Chu Ci frowned, and stretched out her hand to push him, "Is it too dark to see?"

Seeing that Fu Heng pushed her against the wall without any intention of getting up, Chu Ci frowned even tighter, and she pushed again: "I'm sorry, I didn't help you well."

Only then did Fu Heng straighten up, his tone revealing a bit of laziness, "It's because I'm too vain."

Too...too empty?

Chu Ci rolled a huge white eye in her heart, can you be more serious!

But she still patiently supported the man with one hand, and led him upstairs with the mobile phone light
Fortunately, her home is on the second floor. Chu Ci opened the door and turned on the light, "Go and sit on the sofa first, and I'll find medicine for you."

Fu Heng sat on the small sofa in her house, took out a tissue and wiped the blood, and then saw Chu Ci walking out with a medicine box in his hands.

Chu Ci opened the medicine box, took out a cotton swab and alcohol.

She bent down, "Do you want me to help?"

"Of course." Fu Heng was not polite to her at all, "help me clean the wound."

Chu Ci dipped a cotton ball in alcohol, and carefully wiped his wound, "It will hurt a little, bear with it!"

When the alcohol touched the wound, Fu Heng gasped, this feeling was really sour.

Fu Heng looked at Chu Ci's bowed head, with her long hair hanging on one side, looking very gentle. With a thought, he stretched out his hand and brushed her loose hair behind her ears.

Chu Ci didn't expect him to make such a sudden movement. With a shake of his hand, the cotton ball dipped in alcohol directly pressed Fu Heng's wound.

"Hiss" is even more sour now.

Fortunately, the wound was not particularly deep, but there was still a lot of blood, and the shirt was cut. Chu Ci pursed her lips tightly: "Why don't you take off the shirt, or it will be inconvenient to take the medicine later."

Fu Heng injured his right hand, he raised his eyes and glanced at Chu Ci lightly, "You want me to undress?"

It wasn't a particularly sensitive matter at first, but being able to say it by him seemed to bring a little bit of ambiguity.

Chu Ci frowned: "I'm telling you the truth."

Fu Heng raised his left hand, moved it and said, "The left hand seems to be dislocated, and it hurts."

Chu Ci's face turned pale immediately. President Fu still plays this kind of hero to save the beauty when he is old. If he is not careful, she will feel guilty for the rest of his life. She hurriedly held up his left hand: "It's okay!" Well, do you want to go to the hospital?"

Fu Heng shook his wrist: "It seems that I can move again, it's okay, it just hurts."

Chu Ci's heart was like a roller coaster, and she couldn't help but frowned and said, "The gangster is holding a knife, so you confront him head-on, what if something happens?"

The man's eyes suddenly darkened a little, and there was a thin smile on his lips: "Are you distressed?"

"I'll feel bad for anyone." Chu Ci turned her face away and said calmly, "Stop moaning, take off your shirt quickly."

"My hand hurts, I can't lift it up." Fu Heng said it as a matter of course, and he moved a little closer: "How about you help me?"

Chu Ci, "..."

She endured it, stretched out her hand, and helped him unbutton it with trembling fingertips. Halfway through the unbuttoning, a man's cool voice sounded above her head: "If you want to see it, wait until you finish taking it off, and watching it while taking it off is a waste of time. "

Chu Ci paused, raised her face and stared fiercely at her.

Fu Heng still had a serious look: "Didn't you want to take off my clothes, go ahead!"

How did he say such indecent words in such a serious tone.

Chu Ci couldn't bear it anymore, quickly took off his clothes, accidentally touched his wound when pulling off the sleeve, and heard Fu Heng gasp, Chu Ci quickly thought in her heart, you deserve it!

Last time when her foot was injured, she prescribed some medicine, and one of the ointments could be used to stop the bleeding. She took the ointment and carefully applied it to Fu Heng, and then said: "This medicine seems to be able to temporarily stop the bleeding. You can go to the hospital tomorrow to have a look, if you are not at ease."

"En!" Fu Heng nodded lightly in response.

After putting away the medicine box, Chu Ci tidied up the table and said to him, "Okay, be careful when you go downstairs later, or I'll take you downstairs!"

"Go downstairs?" Fu Heng seemed to have heard something incredible, "You want to drive me away?"

He's still hurting now, and with his shirt off, he's wearing a dark shirt this time, and as soon as he takes it off...

Chu Ci was speechless, it didn't seem like rushing.She silently took his shirt: "Okay, sit down for a while, and I'll help you do the laundry."

While washing clothes, she was struggling, how to let him go later, it would definitely be inconvenient for him to be injured now, but this way he would have an excuse to stay in his home with a faceless face.

Chu Ci sighed.

It's becoming more and more difficult to deal with him.

Fu Heng leaned on the sofa and looked at the wound on his hand. The bleeding had almost stopped, but the pain still spread.

When Chu Ci went to do the laundry, he lazily took out his cell phone and made a call.

A lazy voice sounded: "Director Zhao, I am Fu Heng."

Immediately there was a few seconds of silence over there. I don't know what caused the big Buddha to make him call himself this night.

"Mr. Fu, you...what can you do?"

"That's right. I happened to pass by Zijin Garden today, and found that the law and order here is really bad. Look, do you want to rectify it? I heard that someone from above seems to be coming to investigate. This time it's quite strict. .”

Director Zhao hurriedly nodded and smiled apologetically: "Okay, okay, no problem, I will make a rectification plan tomorrow, Mr. Fu, is there anything else you can do?"

Of course, Fu Heng couldn't say that he was beaten by a hooligan, so he raised his eyebrows: "It's okay."

He pressed the phone, sat on the sofa and turned his gaze outside.

The rain outside seems to be getting heavier and heavier, and the room is also extremely damp, with several pieces of skin peeling off the walls, and even a mildewy smell can be smelled faintly.

Chu Ci lived in this kind of place, thinking of this, he could not help but tighten his brows.

After a while, Chu Ci washed the shirt and took it out to dry. Seeing the light rain outside, she frowned and said, "I may not be able to do it tomorrow. If I can't, I will dry it for you with a hair dryer."

Fu Heng didn't speak but just looked at her quietly.

He likes to see her like this recently, occasionally blowing her hair, occasionally getting angry, and writing her emotions on her face, it seems that she is not as burdened as before, and is real enough.

Chu Ci turned around and met his eyes, unnaturally smoothing her hair with her hands: "What's wrong?"

Fu Heng touched the sofa and said: "A musty smell!"

It's May again, it's an old house, and it's simple facilities, can the conditions be good?

Chu Ci didn't care, walked over and patted the sofa: "This place is like this, if you can't bear it."

She smiled at him, which was self-evident.

Fu Heng smiled calmly: "It's just that I'm not used to it."

Really, this thick-skinned person can be used to paste the city wall.

"You can sleep on the sofa at night, don't mind!"

Of course Fu Heng minded: "I'm hurt!"

Chu Ci raised her eyebrows: "There is another room with only a bed board, and my room only has a single bed."

The implication is that you don't think too much, if you don't sleep on the sofa, get out!

Then Chu Ci glanced at him lightly: "Just sleep here, it happens that you sleep in the living room, and it can be used as an alarm at night."

Alarm?
Just as Fu Heng wanted to say something, Chu Ci had already walked into her room and closed the door.

This woman is really heartless.

…………

Chu Ci was woken up by a rustling sound. She opened her eyes to see that it was a little past six o'clock.

Lying on the bed, she found that the voice had no intention of stopping, so she sat up and got dressed.

Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she opened the door and walked out, just in time to see Fu Heng coming out of the bathroom with her towel wrapped around her waist.

That's not the point, the point is that the towel is pink.

Chu Ci covered her mouth, looked at Fu Heng as if seeing a pervert, and pointed at him: "You..."

Fu Heng was also very speechless, he took a shower last night and found that there was no hot water, and his hands were wounded, so he didn't dare to use cold water.

In addition, sleeping on the sofa was uncomfortable, and he basically didn’t fall asleep all night. He went to tinker with the water heater before dawn in the morning. Finally, there was hot water. After taking a shower, he sadly found that there was no change of clothes .

Fortunately, he was more virtuous, knowing that he would come out wearing a towel instead of just coming out naked.

Fu Heng looked at Chu Ci's disgusted and contemptuous expression, but he was still able to calmly say, "Take a bath."

Chu Ci took a deep breath, put down her hands and said, "You take a bath, you have wounds on your hands, and you still touch the water?"

Fu Heng glanced at his arm: "It seems to have touched some water."

Chu Ci just wanted to tell me to take a look, but when she was about to get closer, she suddenly felt vigilant again, straightened up, and took a step away from him: "Go to the living room, I'll get you some ointment."

Fu Heng watched her turn and leave, and heard her say lightly: "It's really worrying."

President Fu said in his heart: The baby is wronged!
He walked slowly to the living room, and suddenly heard someone knocking on the door, knocking on the door so early at seven o'clock, but he didn't think much, stood up from the sofa, put on the pink bath towel and put on slippers, and went to open the door .

The moment the door opened, Fu Heng wanted to close the door immediately.

Chu Ci found the ointment, walked to the living room, but saw Fu Heng standing at the entrance, not knowing what he was doing, she frowned, walked over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Immediately, she poked her head and looked outside, and exclaimed: "Chu Xuan, why are you..."

Chu Xuan told her to come back on Saturday, asked her for the address of her new home, and then said that it would be good to come back alone.

Today is indeed Saturday.

It's just so early in the morning...

Chu Ci looked at President Fu who was wearing a fan towel and his upper body was naked, and then at the young man who had just rushed back standing outside the door, and suddenly didn't want to speak.

Chu Xuan covered her face with her hands, and said in a low voice, "Damn!"

(End of this chapter)