Zhou Bole turned around and looked for medicine. Soon someone came in and changed clean bedding.
Fu Yichen stood on the balcony and waited for a long time, but he didn't see Su Mi coming out of the bathroom.
Did he ever wait for someone like this? Suddenly, he became a little impatient.
Just thinking that she was crying in horror just now, he raised his hand and rubbed his chin to suppress the impulse to rush into the bathroom.
He pulled out another cigarette and lazily leaned against the railing to finish smoking, but the woman still didn't come out of the bathroom.
Fu Yichen ran out of patience, threw away his cigarette butts and strode to the bathroom, "Su Mi? Su Mi!"
He called twice, but there was no response at all. After him, there was a dull thud and a woman's low voice.
As soon as Fu Yichen's face changed, he directly opened the bathroom door, opened his long legs and walked in.
At first glance, Su Mi knelt at the edge of the bath, her delicate willow eyebrows twisted, and her body was still naked.
Fu Yichen breathed and said angrily, "Damn it, what are you doing!"
Then he strode over, took a bathrobe and wrapped it around Su MI. "If you don't want to seduce me, don't always be naked!"
Fu Yichen's voice took a little reprimand, as if she had deliberately seduced him, and Su Mi's face flashed annoyance.
"If my legs were not weak, I wouldn't fall! I didn't let you in? You go out!"
Seeing that she was angry, Fu Yichen smiled in a low voice. He bent down slightly and approached her. The hot male breath sprayed on Su Mi's face, "soft legs? Oh, so it is."
His voice was low and magnetic, and the warm breath disturbed Sumi's breath.
Sumi unconsciously stepped back. Who knows, her legs are weak again. She stumbled and almost fell again.
A pair of hot palms appeared at her back in time and held her firmly.
Fu Yichen took Su Mi into his arms and hugged her. His smile deepened. "Are you sure you want me to go out now?"
He was so cruel that Su Mi felt like she had been torn down and reorganized by him. She couldn't go out by herself.
Her beautiful face turned red, as if after the spring breeze, she was slowly dyed with pink petals, which was absolutely beautiful.
Seeing Su Mi blushing and stubbornly biting her lip without speaking, Fu Yichen smiled again, "you can call me if your legs are soft. Since I caused it, I am willing to be your legs for the time being."
Su Mi's face turned red and white when Fu Yichen said he had caused it.
Fu Yichen bent down and picked up Su MI, turned and strode out.
He put her on the bed, covered her with a thin quilt, sat by the bed and watched Su MI.
Su Mi lowered her eyes and said nothing. Her blush had receded, and her little face looked pale.
Fu Yichen raised his hand, pinched Su Mi's chin with two slender and powerful fingers, raised her dodging face, "look at me!"
The tone of his command made Su Mi unconsciously raise her eyes. The girl's beautiful peach eyes had been crying red and swollen, like a flower that could not stand the wind and rain.
Her watery eyes and wet hair made her look fragile and pitiful.
Fu Yichen heard her cry, but he didn't expect that her eyes were swollen!
His handsome face was like the wind and snow blowing, and the cold lines and blades were carved. Suddenly, the tiger's mouth opened wide and squeezed Su Mi's cheeks, "tell me Fu Yichen, you're very wronged?"
Su Mi clenched her teeth and shook her head under Fu Yichen's gaze.
She thought clearly in the bathroom just now. Now that she has done it, she can't annoy Fu Yichen half dead. She should coax him, make him happy, take him in a hurry and ask him to promise to save Zhou Qingyang.
"I... my pleasure."
She said intermittently.
Fu Yichen loosened his grip on her hand and said, "just know!"
Su MI, "..."
"If you don't feel wronged, why are you crying? You're still crying like this!" Fu Yichen said rudely, and a trace of unhappiness flashed between his handsome eyebrows and eyes.
Su Mi lowered her eyes, shrunk her shoulders, and said, "I'm... Scared by you, and it hurts..."
Her words were not false. Fu Yichen just wanted to swallow her.
Fu Yichen smiled, as if her answer had pleased him. He raised his hand and rubbed her hair. "Don't worry, I'll be gentle next time."
Su Mi's face is whiter!
next time? Why next time?
Didn't he promise her that she would sleep with him all night!
She was about to ask, but there were footsteps outside.
"Here comes the medicine, young master." the knock on the door was accompanied by Uncle Zhou's request for instructions.
Fu Yichen stood up from the bedside and said, "take it in!"
When the door was pushed open, uncle Zhou came in. He first looked at Su Mi lying in bed and smiled with satisfaction. Then he handed a medicine bottle to Fu Yichen and whispered, "this is an opportunity to show. Young master should personally apply medicine to Miss Su. Women like gentle men!"
Zhou Bochong squeezed Fu Yichen's eyes, smiled and turned around and went out.
Fu Yichen, "..."
He pinched the medicine and his body stiffened. Then he turned back and said to Su MI, "don't you say it hurts? Let me apply the medicine to you."
Fu Yichen said and sat on the bed. Unexpectedly, he raised his hand to lift Su Mi's quilt. Su MI was startled and withdrew her legs. "No, no!"
Her legs just shrunk and her ankles were tight. Fu Yichen reached out and grabbed them. Su Mi couldn't retreat again. She stared at Fu Yichen.
Fu Yichen's expression became cold and unhappy. "Didn't he say it hurt? He lied to me?"
His cold face looked like an emperor. His fierce authority and inherent dignity could make people afraid of cracking.
Su Mi licked her lips a little scared. Her nose was red and her eyes were more and more innocent.
She's like... Hooking up a crime.
"Ah!"
Fu Yichen grabbed Su Mi's ankle with a sudden tug, and Su MI was dragged in front of him.
"Are you obedient? Say it!"
"Listen, I'll listen!" Su Mi felt Fu Yichen's tension and dared not provoke him again. She nodded intermittently.
Fu Yichen let her go. "That's good. Lie down honestly."
Su Mi bit her lip and lay on the bed, leaning to the beginning, buried her face in her long hair, and let Fu Yichen lift her bathrobe and give her medicine.
When Fu Yichen gave Su Mi medicine, his body was too tight. He was sweating all over. It was like being tortured.
Fu Yichen threw the medicine bottle on the bedside table. Turning his head, he saw Su Mi buried her face in the pillow. There was no gap, and she didn't move to install an ostrich.
He raised his eyebrows, then leaned over and raised his hand. Holding half of her face, he dug her head out of the pillow.
"That's good. You're almost suffocating yourself, stupid woman!"
Su MI, "..."