Then she realized that it was ridiculous.
If he really wanted to do something, he just did it on the carpet.
She let go of her fingers and her eyes were cold.
The white face was tight, without a smile.
Fu Shaobei's heart is a burst of guilt, but Shen Ning's expression of refusing him thousands of miles away makes him feel hurt.
Is it not because he cares too much about her?
How can this girl not understand his heart?
He raised his hand slowly, as if to touch her face, and she turned her head away from his fingers. His small face was full of disgust, as if his hand were a poisonous snake.
Fu Shaobei's anger in his chest rose again, but he pressed down with his strength and opened his mouth in a low voice:
"is it still painful?"
His voice was low, with a touch of tenderness that he didn't even notice.
Shen Ning was not moved at all.
Her lips not only hurt but also swelled, thanks to him.
Coldly glanced at him: "Fu Shao, what's the meaning of pretending to say these things now? If your anger disappears, please let me go back. I want to have a rest."
She was really tired.
It takes a lot of mental energy and physical strength to give old man Bo a needle. Every time she finishes the needle, she is sweating and has a feeling of collapse.
She wanted to find a place to fall asleep, but she didn't want to let others see, so she looked as if nothing had happened in front of others.
She had been physically overdrawn, and he forcibly held her here. There was a fierce fight. Now she is so tired that she can't even lift a little finger.
She lowered her long eyelashes and cast a shadow under her eyes.
Fu Shaobei did not speak, and he was still and attentive to her.
The red color of her little white face, flushed with anger, faded, replaced by an abnormal pallor, and a faint black circle around her eyes.
Now she doesn't look like a fierce leopard, but a pathetic little rabbit.
Looking at it, all the anger in his heart disappeared, and a touch of bitterness and tenderness that he couldn't say clearly came into his mind. He felt that his heart would soften.
Such a lovely little girl, she was crazy just now and did that kind of thing to her!
He gently reached out and stroked her swollen lip, very, very light.
It's like a feather.
Before she could Dodge, his hand had fallen from her lips on her head and rubbed her soft hair.
"Good."
With that, he picked her up and strode up the stairs.
Shen Ning closed her eyes and didn't struggle. She was so tired that she didn't want to say a word.
Fu Shaobei kicks open a door with his foot, and then strides in and places her on the French bed in the middle.
The sheets are new, with a freshly starched fragrance, the warmth of the sun, soft feather pillows, and silky quilts.
"Good, you sleep, I won't disturb you."
Fu Shaobei bent down, gently dropped a kiss between her eyebrows, then turned around and strode away.
Shen Ning is lying on the soft bed, and her consciousness still has a trace of bewilderment.
He's gone?
Let her go and leave like this?
It's not a delaying tactic, is it?
Until Fu Shaobei's tall and straight figure left the room, completely out of her sight, her heart still did not fall to the ground.
But she was too tired, too tired, too lazy to think.
With her eyes closed, she fell into a deep sleep almost immediately.
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