Luxury Marriage: Mr.Fu's Cold Wife

"Great, you finally woke up and scared me to death." She threw herself on her and hugged her. Inadvertently, she pressed his wound. He couldn't help sobbing at his mouth. When he wanted to raise his hand, he found that his shoulder blade hurt badly.

"Why are you crying? I'm not dead yet." He slightly frowned his sword eyebrow, and a cold flash flashed in his eyes. His voice was low, especially thick and pleasant to hear.

"Do you still hurt? Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat." She kept him by the window for most of the day. From morning to afternoon, she was all thinking about him. Now he finally woke up, but she was at a loss.

When she was about to get up, he suddenly grabbed her hand. She looked over, followed his strength and bent down. Her body was close to his chest. Her eyebrows and eyes were close to him, as if she could kiss his lips as long as she moved down a little.

"Don't go. Stay here with me." He pressed her head on his shoulder and kissed her on her forehead, so that she could stay closest to him and always be within his sight, so that he could hold her and kiss her all the time.

The nurse came straight in with medical equipment. Seeing this scene, she couldn't help smiling brightly. The folk customs here are open and young people don't avoid it, so everyone knows and there's nothing to be shy about.

When she saw someone coming in, her cheeks turned crimson. She stood up in front of her chest, stood back and asked the nurse to examine him.

The nurse spoke English very well. She checked his wound and said a few words. He nodded slightly and answered a few times. She stood aside like a fool and couldn't plug in. Now she knows how important it is to have culture.

After the nurse finished, he left here directly. He hooked her and gave her a wink. She wanted to go out and ask the nurse about him carefully, but she thought that even if she asked him, he couldn't understand it. It didn't make much sense, so she didn't pass, and walked to him according to his mind.

"What did she tell you just now? Are your injuries all right?" She held his hand tightly, her tears dried on her face, leaving traces of tears. Her long hair was still a little scattered, and a few strands clung to her side face, which made her face particularly soft and beautiful.

"Don't worry, it's no big deal. Just pay more attention to rest and can't do strenuous exercise." He gently picked the sword eyebrow, the indescribable frivolity and ambiguity in his eyes, and the thin lips raised slightly, which was the icing on the cake on his already strong and resolute face.

She was speechless for a moment, slightly lowered her head, pinched her fist and hit it lightly on his chest, but he held it down. His broad palm wrapped her whole fist, like a tight wall.

"I want to murder my husband so soon?" He bowed his head and kissed her on the palm of her hand. His Adam's apple slid up and down. Even if his forehead was wrapped in a circle of gauze, his fortitude and handsome remained unchanged. Unexpectedly, he was still in the mood to flirt in the ward. She couldn't help being angry and happy.

"Murdered you, who will make milk powder money for the children?" She deliberately chuckled, rubbing her warm and soft fingers on his side face, gradually down the bridge of his tall nose, across his chin, thin lips, tip of his nose, and swam along the raised Adam's apple on his neck. She knew that his place was the most sensitive, so she deliberately stayed for a long time.

He looked at her with a smile, glancing over her eyebrows and eyes, which aroused thousands of eyes in her eyes. He suddenly pressed her head down, and her lips hit his lips and teeth, which made her frown with pain.

He rubbed her lips, light and heavy, deep and shallow, relaxed, and his kissing skills improved a lot. Even if he was still hurt, he could still hook her into it wholeheartedly.

Because Fu was injured, they had to stay here for a few more days. On the fourth day, he insisted on the nurse to help him remove the gauze tied to his head and stick only a square disinfection cotton. He was most concerned about the image outside. He wrapped a circle of gauze around what it looked like when he went back. Even if the wound hurt a little, he could still bear it.

The driver was seriously injured and needed to stay here for self-cultivation, so he didn't go back with them. Linda called him several times these days, and he didn't hide it. He told her all the accidents here. According to his normal schedule, Linda has arranged his work. Now there is a temporary accident. The meeting that should be held can't be held, and the people that should be met can't be seen, So it can only be adjusted again.

As soon as they got off the plane, Linda took the driver and waited at the gate of the airport. As a secretary, she did her duty and helped him in every way, no wonder she could stay with him for so many years.

"Mr. Fu, madam, are you all right?" She noticed a piece of white cotton on Fu's forehead, looked dignified and asked carefully.

"It's just a little injury. It's no problem. I've seen the work arrangement. It will be handled in a unified manner tomorrow." He simply explained that he took Mu Yansheng to the car. He just respected Linda from his boss and his subordinates. He didn't mean anything else. He could see it in his eyes.

Linda followed them and watched them all sit down. Then she went around to the front and sat in the co driver. The driver drove them straight to the villa. Linda also knew the rules and didn't follow them in. She took them to the door in good order. Seeing them in, she left here directly.

"Mom and dad -" flaming and Wan Wan ran down from upstairs one after another and hugged Fu uniform Zun. He was still hurt. The strength of the two children was not small. His body couldn't help leaning back, but then he stood still. A gentle arc appeared on his face and held Wan Wan up as if he didn't have any wounds.

She was watching, and she was still worried. Wan Wan is now big and has gained a lot of weight. His injury healed a little after a long time, but she can't stand such a toss.

"Come down quickly and see what good things mom brought you." She quietly took Wan Wan down, put him on the ground, and pulled him to let Fu qiaozun relax for a moment.

In fact, when Fu qiaozun just picked up Wan Wan, the wound was indeed a little dull pain. He never showed a fragile appearance in front of the children, so he kept holding it back and didn't change his face. Sometimes she really admired him. No matter how painful he was, as long as he wanted to laugh on his face, he could smile calmly.