At the dinner table, Shu Lan never looked at Fu Yunting.

Inexplicably guilty.

As long as you see him, you can think of the scene in your dream.

What a shame.

Fu Yunting didn't deliberately tease her.

Thinking of his behavior last night, Fu Yunting breathed heavily.

I can't really eat it. I can only satisfy my craving a little.

But at least I can see her, hold her and kiss her.

Don't worry, he will continue to lure a little rabbit step by step.

After breakfast, Fu Yunting went to the study to deal with affairs.

After a few video conferences, Fu Yunting pinched the center of his eyebrows, scanned the time, got up and went out of the study door.

As soon as the door opened, it almost collided with Shu Lan.

Fu Yunting quickly held the pale woman and frowned, "is it all right?"

Why is your face so white?

Wouldn't you be scared like this?

"I'm fine."

Shu Lan covered her lower abdomen with one hand and shook away his hand with the other. Sweat seeped from her forehead.

"What's the matter with you? What's wrong?"

Fu Yunting's face was slightly heavy. He saw something wrong with her and held her again.

"Brother, let go. I'm going to find Lolo."

Shu Lan's small face is almost wrinkled together. She just wants Fu Yunting to let her go quickly.

"What's the matter? If you don't tell me, I won't let go."

"I... I'm here. Don't you let go?"

Shu Lan was very angry and wanted to swear, but her tone was weak.

The heat under the body is gurgling, and the whole body is sour and soft.

At the moment, she just wants to lie in bed.

The feeling of stomachache is unspeakable.

"Here comes the good thing?"

Fu Yunting frowned. Looking at the woman's weak appearance, he picked her up.

"Hey, brother, you put me down quickly."

Shulan was startled, looked left and right, lowered her voice and looked ashamed.

"Don't move. Be careful to rub the dirt on me. I'll depend on you."

Fu Yunting hooked his lips and strode towards her room.

Shu Lan pursed her lips and felt the man's powerful arms. Her heart beat like thunder.

This feeling made her familiar and strange.

It's the feeling of love.

But the object of love

Wrong, wrong, shouldn't her love object be Fu Xichen?

But when she was with Fu Xichen, she didn't feel like this.

There is only peace. Looking at him is like looking at relatives.

Shulan was thinking, and the man had been carried into the room.

Fu Yunting gently put the man on the bed. "Don't move. I'll find Luo Luo to help you."

The man's voice was magnetic and pleasant, with soothing tenderness. Shu Lan watched him stride to the door, opened the door and disappeared outside.

How can you feel that you are ill and being taken care of by your husband!

He's her big brother!

Crazy, crazy!

Shulan put the quilt over her head until Gu Luoluo came in and helped her get a new small room and washing supplies.

After she changed, she lay in the quilt, and Gu Luoluo was no longer in the house.

Her stomach aches. At this time, if only there was a hot water bag to cover it.

Shulan closed her eyes and thought of this, and heard the man's gentle whisper.

"Get up and drink the brown sugar water."

Shu Lan suddenly opened her eyes and saw Fu Yunting sitting on the edge of her bed with a bowl of brown sugar water in her hand.

He also had a hot water bag in his other hand and was stuffing it into her quilt.

Shulan was surprised, "big... Big brother, how can I bother you to do these things? Where's Lolo?"

She thought Gu Luoluo would help her get the hot water bag.