Mr.Fu's White Moonlight

Fu Shimo said that he always has a habit of cleanliness, which can only be solved in bed these days, which has made him very uncomfortable.

Now he can move, but he still has to lie here. How can he bear it.

"Wait a minute. I'll have someone come in to help you." Ji Nanchu can't beat Fu Shimo. She can only agree to his request. If she doesn't, she's afraid that Fu Shimo will make trouble here again.

"Ji Nanchu, just go to the bathroom now. Do you want someone else to help you now? You can find a better reason to be lazy. " Fu Shimo pulled the corner of his mouth and said in a cool voice.

"Shi Mo, I can't stand you alone. Your sole is injured. Doctor Wen said that you can't touch the ground or touch it." If Fu Shimo just can't walk, it's OK, but the sole of his foot is still injured. If he walks, it will be very dangerous.

For Fu Shimo's sake, I have to ask for help.

"Now I don't have a wheelchair. How can I land? I don't need anyone else! You either go back to the Fu's and tell them you're done, or stop talking nonsense Fu Shimo's voice condenses, and he opens his mouth in Yin measurement.

What else did Wendell say? Ji Nanchu is really nice. If he didn't know Ji Nanchu's character, he would have been cheated by her.

Ji Nanchu pursed her lips and looked at Fu Shimo. She knew that Fu Shimo was deliberately making trouble, but now she had no choice but to push the wheelchair over, fix it on the bedside, and then help Fu Shimo.

"The wheelchair is on your hand. You hold it first." Ji Nanchu put Fu Shimo's hand on the side of the wheelchair, and then moved him to the wheelchair carefully in order not to touch the wound on Fu Shimo's back.

Fu Shimo could see it, and he could hold it with his hands alone, but he just didn't move and let it move little by little.

But after a while, Fu Shimo found that it was wrong. Now he was indoors, it was not very cold. Everyone was wearing very thin clothes. Fu Shimo could completely feel the strange softness in front of him, and the touch was very obvious.

Fu Shimo is not really paralyzed, and he doesn't lose his normal feeling. He has good eyes. He can see the slender lines of Ji Nanchu's neck and the delicate clavicle, and then go down

All of a sudden, the body temperature rubbed up, and the eyes seemed to be stabbed by the white skin, and the brush closed.

"Hurry up, haven't you eaten yet?" Fu Shimo's mouth is not good. What is Ji Nanchu's? He wants to seduce him here.

Ji Nanchu is already panting, and her hands are a little weak. Fu Shimo's weight is almost double that of her. Now she is in bed, almost relying on her hands, and she has to worry about Fu Shimo's injury. How can she be fast!

Is Fu Shimo a Hercules?

"Mr. Fu, can you support yourself, your hand..." Ji Nanchu really has no way. If you want her to lift up Fu Shimo alone, it's the end of time.

"What? Did you see my hand hurt? " Fu Shimo shook his right hand. At that time, in order to open the door, his hand was also burned. It was not all right.

Of course, the left hand is really OK, but why does he want to hold on? Now he is just like this for Ji Nanchu, so she should come by herself.

Over the years, Ji Nanchu has enjoyed the benefits of the Fu family enough.