Chapter 492

"After brushing my teeth, you help me wring the towel. I want to wash my face."

Wenjo: "Oh Oh. "

"Or what do you think I'm going to do?"

"Nothing, hehe."

slobber brushes his teeth while he brushes his teeth. Fu Nanli sluggish on his washing table, his eyes are streaming on her face, and it is hotter than the morning sun in June. Wen Chao spit out the foam in her mouth, spit, spit off boiling water, then turn the tap on, and wet the towel and squeeze it dry.

He also finished brushing his teeth. There was toothpaste foam at the corner of his mouth. Wen Qiaoxian reached out to help him erase the toothpaste foam. The lines of Fu Nanli's forearm on the washing table tightened.

Wenjo put his toes on his feet: "you're shorter."

Fu Nanli sat on the washing table, and Wenqiao carefully helped him wash his face. The towel went from eyebrows to the bone of his nose. The morning sun shone through the blinds and dyed his deep facial features. His lips were like roses stained with dew in the early morning. Wenqiao's movements became more and more gentle.

After washing up, they went downstairs together.

Every time, before his uncle and aunt had breakfast, Shen Tian had already solved the problem quickly. He tried not to appear in front of his uncle, not to plug his uncle, and not to act as a light bulb between the two big men.

In fact, the main reason is that he can't beat him. His uncle is just like crushing an ant. He is really afraid.

When his uncle and aunt went downstairs, he rolled back downstairs..

After breakfast, Li Fang, the president of the University, came to change the dressing for the young master. After all, it was tied by steel bars. It was a little careless and infected with tetanus. It could be fatal.

Li fangzai carefully disinfected him, changed the gauze, and added a needle of liquid medicine: "today, hang another needle of water, it's OK."

"I see."

Yesterday, because of his disorderly movements, a large area of blue and purple on the back of his right hand, Wenqiao boiled the eggs for him to press, promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.

When he finished hanging up the water, Wenqiao left his apartment. After all, he had to go to school. He was about to take the final exam. The task was very heavy.

Shortly after wenjo left, his bodyguard, song an, came.

Song'an and Qinbei are both in their thirties. They have been working in the Fu family for a long time. They are absolutely loyal to Fu nanlihuo.

Besides Fu Chuan, Fu Nanli is also the most trusted person.

"How about it?"

Song an said in a low voice: "it was arranged early in the morning. The evidence points to Master Fucheng. "

Fu Nanli lowered his eyes: "well, don't make any mistakes."

"It's the young master."

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in the European style villa near the lake, Fucheng looks not very good. He drinks in the morning. There are two big pieces of ice in the sherry barrel of whisky. In the summer morning, the ice reaches his heart.

His mother came in, her face dignified: "did you know that the prince was injured at the construction site yesterday?"

"I see."

"Did you do it?"

Fu Cheng slightly clenched his fist: "do you think I am the same as that fool of Fu Jiang? I never do anything to hurt him. "

He also came back from Wall Street. He would only fight for everything by means of commercial war.

He Rui frowned: "but I heard the evidence points to you."

Fu Cheng held the cup hand suddenly, vaguely felt that this was his brother set up a bureau, the corner of his mouth smile a little bitter.

He never felt that Fu Nanli was not familiar with the way of business, so he always hid in the dark, not as ambitious as Fu Jiang, even willing to kill him.

He never wanted his brother's life.