Chapter 872

Driver: "Er Ye Yi, an adult male who often exercises, does he need your help at this point?"

Lu Wenzhou's face was a little gloomy: "go back."

"Miss Zhou should be very grateful to you for bringing back your luggage?"

Lu Wenzhou picked up his mobile phone and dialed a number to go out.

Wang Hui cautiously said, "what are you doing, er ye?"

"Change a bodyguard."

Wang Hui: "Sir, I was wrong. I was wrong. Please stop."

Lu Wenzhou put down his mobile phone and gave him a gloomy look in his eyes: "if you dare to mention her in the future, go away."

"Yes, yes, yes."

It seems that today Er ye and Zhou Tao get along with each other.

He sincerely hoped that the two could reconcile the past. Otherwise, such a irascible and irritable second master would torture him to death sooner or later.

Zhou Tao cleaned up the dustbin in the living room and threw the garbage bag into the shared garbage can all night. He was afraid that he would regret it.

If you look forward, you have to look forward.

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although Fu Nanli didn't sleep well all night, Wenqiao was in his arms and had a good sleep.

When she got up early, even though she was so hard as wenjo, she still felt the pain spread to her limbs. She was so sleepy that she wanted to stay in bed all the time.

Fu Nanli leaned against the head of the bed, picked up the stethoscope, hung it on his ear, and then lifted the quilt to listen to her heartbeat.

Wenjo said vaguely, "what are you doing?"

His hand reached out and was held down by Fu Nanli: "don't move."

Wenjo did not move.

After listening for a while, Fu Nanli made sure that her heart rate was ok, and then hung the stethoscope around her neck.

"Did Dr. Fu recognize anything?"

She's not good, Fu Nanli thought. Didn't you take the lesson from last night?

"Sleep, no skin."

What's wrong with her, wenjo thought?

"What would you like to eat? I'll go to the kitchen and make it for you

"Auntie didn't come?"

"Well, I gave her a few days off, and I'll cook for you these days."

Wenjo: you might as well let your aunt do it

How about your own cooking skills? Don't you have some B numbers in mind?

Fu Nanli stretched out his hand and pinched her face: "an ungrateful little thing."

The eldest young master personally washed his hands to make soup for her to eat, and she even hated it.

When I went to the kitchen, my grandmother called and answered the phone. It was the housekeeper of Yuannan Mansion: "young master Nanli..."

Fu Nanli stirred the egg in the bowl: "well, what's the matter?"

"The old lady is not very well today. She has been talking about you. Can you come and see her mother?"

Fu Nanli: "do you feel sick? What's the matter? "

"I'm old-fashioned. It's always raining these days. I've got rheumatism. I haven't slept well all night. Now I have some headache and I don't have a good appetite."

"Well, I see. I'll be there in a minute."

At more than nine o'clock, Wenqiao was still sleeping. I never thought that a person with such good physical fitness would be out of physical strength. We can imagine how strong Fu Nanli is.

Fu Nanli went upstairs, sat by the bed, bowed his head, and whispered, "do you want to sleep?"

Wenjo was sleepy and sighed, "no strength."

Fu Nanli rubbed her finger: "grandma is not very well. Talk about me. I want to go there. Otherwise, you sleep here and I'll come back at noon, eh?"

Wenjo struggled to sit up. "I'll go with you."

"Can you?"

Wenqiao raised his hair: "where can I go? What can't I do?"

Iron and steel straight women live up to their reputation.