Mr.Fu's White Moonlight

In this way, Fu Shimo changed the towel for Ji Nanchu all night, took his temperature and blood pressure, and went back and forth several times. He didn't sleep on the bedside until dawn.

After a night's sleep, Ji Nan Chu woke up thirsty and suffered from a dry throat. However, when he opened his eyes and saw Fu Shimo sleeping on the edge, Ji Nan Chu was too scared to move.

Fu Shimo, why do you sleep here?

Ji Nanchu suddenly recalled what happened last night. Isn't Fu Shimo dressing her wound again?

What happened later?

Ji Nan Chu suddenly a Leng, later of affair she how all don't remember?

Knead knead a little heavy and painful head, Ji Nan Chu felt a dry towel on his head.

What's wrong with her? Have a fever?

Like thinking of something, Ji Nanchu touched her body. She was well dressed, and she was lying with something under her body. The position of the wound was separated.

That's why she lies down.

But she was on her stomach last night.

The more Ji Nan Chu thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong. Who helped her dress well? How did she lie well?

Ji Nanchu is lying on the bed. He can't figure out what happened that night. Is it Fu Shimo who took care of her?

But is it possible?

Ji Nanchu can't believe how much Fu Shimo dislikes her. She is very clear about how much she dislikes her. She even feels sick when she touches her. Ji Nanchu doesn't think that Fu Shimo can take care of her.

But now Fu Shimo is lying beside him.

For a time, Ji Nanchu's mood is inexplicably complicated. He knows that he can't think much about it, but he still can't control it. He is a little moved.

"Young master, young granny, my wife asked you to go downstairs for breakfast." In the morning, until Lin qingjuan found that both of them didn't get up, she asked someone to knock on the door.

At this time, Fu Shimo woke up a little bit. Ji Nanchu quickly closed his eyes, pretending that he had just woken up.

Fu Shimo's position is next to Ji Nanchu's pillow. In fact, the distance between them is quite close. It seems that they can breathe to each other.

So when he saw Ji Nanchu appear in front of him, Fu Shimo suddenly woke up, Huodi sat up straight, and seemed to go back two steps like hell.

Seeing Fu Shimo's look, Ji Nanchu's heart, which was originally a little moved, gradually faded down and secretly laughed at himself.

Or she thought more, Fu Shimo is still so hate her.

"Young master, young grandmother?" The voice of sister-in-law Zhang outside the door rang again. Fu Shimo responded and called out to know.

When sister-in-law Zhang heard the speech, nothing happened.

In the bedroom, a strange silence was restored.

Fu Shimo pursed his lips irritably. When he fell asleep, he didn't even know. He was still sleeping next to Ji Nanchu. This woman must be stealing music now.

"At the beginning of Ji Nan, you don't have to have unrealistic fantasies. I only look at you here according to my father's orders. As for your wound, I asked someone to give me an injection and bandage. You don't want to deliberately delay your injury. You can do whatever you want here. I warn you, it's impossible!"

Fu Shimo took a deep breath and looked at Ji Nanchu coldly.