Chapter 1236

Fu Jiabei was cold and indifferent. He suddenly said such overbearing words.

Apart from him, Zeng Mingyue is not allowed to like others anymore?

Zeng Mingyue trembled slightly in her heart, but her eyes were slightly red. She muttered bitterly, "if you hadn't made me so hard, I wouldn't want to give up..."

Fu Jiabei listened to the girl's whispers clearly. His guilt surged up again and rubbed Zeng Mingyue's hair.

"I misunderstood you before, but I won't do it again."

Zeng Mingyue smiled and bent her eyebrows. "Then... Will you always like me? Don't you like others?"

Fu Jiabei was stared at by Zeng Mingyue's bright, clear and expectant eyes, and nodded slightly at the tip of his ears.

"Well, I'll find someone to bring the medicine box. It's better to deal with your face."

He said, picked up Zeng Mingyue, put her on the bed, took his cell phone and made a call.

The male god was obviously embarrassed. It was so deliberate to change the topic.

Zeng Mingyue smiled secretly against the head of the bed. She found that the male god was different from what she thought.

Once upon a time, the male god was high above all others, giving everyone the feeling of being aloof and noble, cold and noble, making people feel unattainable. But when I really got close to him, I found that he was a very warm person.

Previously, she was injured. He would take her to the hospital, visit her every day, bring her boiled soup and take care of her.

Now she found that Fu Jiabei would be nervous and worried, anxious and restless, and the male god was very easy to be embarrassed and shy!

This kind of anti cute difference, simply don't be too cute.

"What are you looking at?"

Fu Jiabei had already dialed the phone, but there was no one there to answer. However, he noticed that Zeng Mingyue's eyes had been falling on his side face. He glanced at Zeng Mingyue and asked.

Zeng Mingyue pursed her lips and just smiled like a cat stealing honey.

Fu Jiabei shook his head and smiled. He pinched her cheek. At this time, the phone was connected. He directly ordered, "send the medicine box, 3012."

In the president's office on the top floor of Fu, Xiao Zhang received a call from Fu Jiabei. Before he could react, he hung up.

Xiao Zhang was stunned for a while before he exclaimed, "Mom, the president won't really hit a woman!"

In the office, several secretarial assistants were still talking about the just confessed event. They didn't calm down. Hearing Xiao Zhang's startled voice, they surrounded one after another.

"Was it Mr. Fu's call just now?"

"What happened?"

"Speak up, speak up. Is there any new progress?"

Xiao Zhang was surrounded by several people. He was silent and said, "Mr. Fu asked me to send the medicine box..."

Several secretaries who were watching suddenly shivered together. Like Xiao Zhang, it was Fu Shao who beat the woman who didn't know how to live or die and dared to make a high-profile confession.

"Go quickly and take care of yourself."

The colleague patted Xiao Zhang on the shoulder and said sympathetically. Obviously worried that Fu Jiabei is in a bad mood and Xiao Zhang is going to be unlucky.

Xiao Zhang also shivered, but the boss didn't dare to ignore his orders. He quickly found the medicine box, carried it and walked out quickly.

When Fu Jiabei heard the knock on the door, he opened the door and saw Xiao Zhang trembling.

"Fu... Mr. Fu, the medicine box you want."

Xiao Zhang said, glancing carefully inside, but unfortunately he didn't see anything.

"Yes."

Fu Jiabei took the medicine box and turned to close it. Suddenly he remembered something and looked at Xiao Zhang again.

"You don't look well. Are you ill?"

Xiao Zhang was stunned. Mom, is the president concerned about him?

Seeing Xiao Zhang's delay in answering, Fu Jiabei said again in a good mood, "I'll give you two days off, take a paid rest, go to the finance department to get a bonus and have a good rest."

Fu Jiabei finished and closed the door without waiting for Xiao Zhang's reaction.

Xiao Zhang stared at the closed door for a long time before he reacted. He covered his mouth with incredible surprise.

My God? Why is Fu Shao suddenly so gentle! It's not like a young king of hell with cold faces these two days!

In the room, Fu Jiabei put the medicine box on the bedside table, took the iodophor, then looked at Zeng Mingyue and patted her on the thigh.

"Lie down."

Zeng Mingyue looked at the thigh of the male god, and her face was slightly hot again. She leaned over with a smile, stretched out her arm, hugged Fu Jiabei's leg and looked at him with a smile.

"Am I holding the big guy's thigh?"

Fu Jiabei, "..."

Zeng Mingyue held Fu Jiabei's thigh, but felt that it felt very good. Across a layer of suit cloth, she could also feel the straight curve of men's legs and smooth and strong muscle lines.

She moved her cheeks a little uncontrollably, like a small animal rubbing against her master.

Fu Jiabei looked gloomy, patted Zeng Mingyue and warned, "don't move! Lie down!"

This silly girl, do you know she's making a fire? Or did she not regard him as a vigorous man at all, or overestimated his self-control? How dare you mess around like this!

"Oh."

Fu Jiabei's voice was deep. Zeng Mingyue dared not move any more. He lay down obediently and put his head on Fu Jiabei's thigh.

Fu Jiabei carefully disinfected her with a cotton swab.

Zeng Mingyue's face and neck were scratched several times. Although they were not serious, they were particularly dazzling because her skin was white and tender.

Fu Jiabei dealt with it, his expression gradually coldly, "does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt. It doesn't hurt at all."

Zeng Mingyue shook her head with a smile. Seeing Fu Jiabei frowning unconsciously, she blinked her eyes and raised her hand to touch his eyebrows. "Are you distressing me?"

Fu Jiabei looked at Zeng Mingyue and said, "I've dealt with all the things on the Internet. I won't let go of those who scold you, curse you and surround you in reality."

Although he didn't say whether he was distressed or not, he took action to show his care and protection for her.

Zeng Mingyue smiled and shook her head, "no, I don't care what they think of me. I only care about your misunderstanding. You don't know. I'm afraid you won't believe me. I also brought a secret weapon..."

"Secret weapon? What is it?"

Fu Jiabei raised his eyebrows.

Zeng Mingyue suddenly shut her mouth, waved her hand and shook her head, and said, "nothing, nothing."

"Huh?"

Fu Jiabei squinted, Zeng Mingyue smiled and pointed to the UAV remote control that fell by the window. "It's the UAV's confession."

She was obviously hiding something. Fu Jiabei noticed that Zeng Mingyue's eyes passed on the backpack nearby several times. When he saw the bulging backpack, he hooked his lips.

It seems that the secret weapon she said is in her backpack. What can it be. He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the backpack. Zeng Mingyue was surprised when he saw his action. He rushed over and hugged the backpack. He refused to let him see it.