"I didn't touch you. I'll see what happened to your arm?"
Wenjo: what can I do
Didn't he know wenjo? On it, Fu Nan's face was more conspicuous, and her face was even scarlet
Wenjo's hand was pulling at his sleeve: "it was accidentally rubbed."
"What's been rubbed, like this?"
Wenqiao stretched out his hand and hugged him: "I've been medicated since I came back. It's late. You must be tired after flying back for such a long time. Go to take a bath, eh?"
Fu Nanli clenched her delicate wrist: "was it hurt in the Shen family?"
Wenqiao could not hide it, and murmured, "I would not have come if I knew it."
Fu Nanli squinted: "Wenqiao, speaking, was it hurt in the Shen family?"
Wenqiao touched his neck and said, "it doesn't matter if you run into a baby bear and you're not seriously injured."
Fu Nanli's jaw muscles tightened: "is Shen Zhong's youngest son?"
Wenjo: it should be. Have you heard of that child's eccentric and strange character
Fu Nanli: "I've heard that I used to hire a psychotherapist before. Later, he said that he was angry and ran away for several times. Shen Guozhong didn't have any way to do it. I'll go to see him tomorrow."
How dare to hurt his people, the Shen family is really ignorant.
Wenqiao pressed his hand: "don't show up. I can solve it myself. I can't use tough measures to deal with this matter. Otherwise, Shen Zhong won't be happy. He won't let his daughter Shen Ning donate blood to me."
Fu Nanli was silent.
Wenqiao gently stroked his big hand: "I have my own sense of propriety, this is not on guard, no matter where I go in the future, I will be more careful."
Fu Nanli sank his breath, as if he were a little dry and gloomy.
He is used to being high and powerful. Who dares not sell his face in the society of celebrities? Now he can't even save his girlfriend's life, which really makes him angry.
"The child is indeed a personality disorder. I found a bargaining chip with Shen Zhong, and I believe this matter can be solved soon."
Fu Nanli's voice was a little harsh: "you tell Shen Zhong that if his son dares to hurt you again, I will let the Shen family pay a painful price."
Wenjo said with a smile, "OK, I'll tell him for sure."
Fu Nanli's voice softened again: "does the wound hurt?"
Wenqiao: "it hurt a little when I just scraped it. It's OK after I took the medicine. It's all very thin."
Fu Nanli looked down and saw her lower body, also wearing long pajamas, and his face sank: "there are also injuries on her legs?"
Wenjo also gave up the struggle: "a little bit."
Fu Nanli was so angry that he almost went all night to attack the Shen family. Wenqiao stopped him: "forget it. It's late. You're not tired. Take a bath and go to bed."
As soon as it was nearly four o'clock, he went to bed in his nightgown, and the man in his arms fell asleep again. He stroked the scar on her arm. His eyes were misty. His fingers touched her wrist, where the pulse was beating vigorously. Across the thin skin and veins, there was her blood flowing.
He has what he wants, but he can't protect his girlfriend.
Wake up in the morning, Wenqiao opened his eyes and saw Fu Nanli looking at her. It was only seven o'clock when she touched the mobile phone on the cupboard.
The man went to bed at about four o'clock, and at seven o'clock he was fresh again.
"Why don't you sleep?"