Chapter 1358

Looking at Fu Jiabei's beautiful face close at hand, I don't know why, Zeng Mingyue has a feeling that he is actually far away from himself.

The panic in her heart expanded like a balloon, and her eyes were hot. Zeng Mingyue suddenly lowered her head to prevent Fu Jiabei from seeing her tearful eyes.

She put her cheek on his chest, felt his steady and powerful heartbeat, and rubbed it gently.

"What's on my mind? I finally got a job today, so I'm a little excited. However, I'm really sleepy at the moment. Let's go to sleep."

Afraid that fujiabe might find something wrong with her, she pretended to be sleepy and yawned.

Fu Jiabei looked down at her and patted her on the shoulder for a long time. "Sleep."

Although Zeng Mingyue took a hot bath and drank hot ginger soup, she was still uncomfortable the next morning and had a low fever.

Vaguely, she was awakened by a chill. When she opened her eyes, she saw Fu Jiabei.

He was standing in front of the bed, wearing a straight suit, bending slightly to stick something on her forehead.

His figure is bathed in the sun, and his soft and handsome face in the morning makes him seem to have just come out of a girl's cartoon, which is somewhat unreal and beautiful.

Zeng Mingyue looked at him foolishly with his eyes straight.

"Isn't it stupid?"

Her silly appearance made Fu Jiabei frown slightly. The back of her hand was close to her neck and felt the temperature again.

Although it's hot, it's not severe. It's really a low fever. That's right.

Zeng Mingyue found that her eyes were hot and she couldn't lift herself. Only her forehead was cool, which brought some comfort.

She touched it. It turned out that Fu Jiabei had just pasted her a fever relief sticker.

"Are you going to work?"

She moved slightly to sit up, but Fu Jiabei pressed her shoulder. "Lie down. I had a rest yesterday. Today I have to go to the company. There are two business meetings I have to attend."

Zeng Mingyue blamed her for the guilt on her face. Yesterday he made time to accompany her, but she broke her appointment all day.

She Baba looked at Fu Jiabei. She was ill and instinctively wanted to play coquettish with her boyfriend. Now she dare not.

Her timid appearance was a bit like some kind of soft cute little animal. Fu Jiabei touched Zeng Mingyue's head with a smile in her eyes.

"Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Zhang will take good care of you. It's always bad to take medicine. I took your temperature. It's not high. Let's cool down and rest like this first. I left the private doctor's number to Mrs. Wang and contacted him. It's really hard for you to let Mrs. Wang call him."

He said and pushed the thermos cup on the bedside table to the place where Zeng Mingyue could reach out and get it, "drink more water."

He arranged everything well. Even if he couldn't take care of her personally, he also considerately arranged all aspects. Zeng Mingyue just needed to lie down and recuperate.

Zeng Mingyue smiled and nodded at Fu Jiabei, who pointed to her mobile phone.

"Leave now."

He made it clear that he was not going to let her go to work. Zeng Mingyue had just worked and didn't want to ask for leave, but seeing him like this, she didn't want to disobey him on these things.

Therefore, she obediently took out her mobile phone and called the editor in chief for sick leave under the eyes of Fu Jiabei.

Fu Jiabei felt her hair again with satisfaction and turned.

Just as he turned around, he noticed that his hand was quietly held by his girlfriend. He raised his eyebrows slightly and looked back at her.

Zeng Mingyue's eyes were attached and reluctant, and his voice was slightly dumb. "Can you kiss me before you go?"

Fujia bailio was stunned and smiled. He turned around, put his hands next to her pillow, and slowly bent down.

The distance between them kept getting closer. Zeng Mingyue looked at him and held his breath.

When the girl was ill, she seemed to become more delicate. Her whole body showed a tender and distressing temperament. Her face, nose and eyes were also red. She looked very cute.

Fu Jiabei's eyes fixed on her, and suddenly he hooked his lips and showed a helpless smile.

"How can I go if you like this, huh?"

Zeng Mingyue blushed even more, stared and puffed his cheeks, "just kiss and let you go to work! I'm so sensible and good, shouldn't I reward a kiss?"

Fu Jiabei smiled. He bowed his head, but Zeng Mingyue suddenly covered his mouth again.

She nodded her face and tilted her head. "Kiss your face. I don't want to infect you."

Fu Jiabei raised her eyebrows, lowered her head and kissed her red cheek.

"You go quickly. I must lie down and fatten up."

Zeng Mingyue smiled and waved to Fu Jiabei.

Fu Jiabei looked at her again, then turned and left until his back disappeared behind the door. Zeng Mingyue stared at the door for a while before slowly taking back his sight.

Zeng Mingyue was really not feeling well. She slept again in a daze, and then woke up after being noisy by bursts of cell phone ringing.

She took out her mobile phone and picked it up. As soon as she put it in her ear, Wu Zhengyan's impatient voice sounded on the receiver.

"Why haven't you come yet? Are you bothering me? Even you don't care about me, do you?"

Zeng Mingyue was unconscious before she gradually withdrew. Thinking that Wu Zhengyan had revealed her willingness to accept treatment yesterday, she worried that she would not appear today, and Wu Zhengyan retracted again.

She didn't want all her previous efforts to be wasted, so she sat up.

"I'm sick. Don't think about it. I'll be there right away."

Wu Zhengyan calmed down, "sorry, I didn't mean to lose my temper with you."

Zeng Mingyue was upset, but when she thought that Wu Zhengyan had done this to save her, she could only suppress her irritability and get up and go out.

Fu Jiabei held two important meetings in the morning. After being busy for a while, he opened the following table. It has been more than two hours.

Near noon, he thought Zeng Mingyue should have got up. He walked out of the big conference room and took out his mobile phone.

For fear that Zeng Mingyue was still sleeping, he called Wang ma.

"Young master."

"Do something light at noon. I'll go back in about an hour."

After Fu jiabeifen's instructions, he asked, "is Yueyue still sleeping? Is she better?"

Fu Jiabei obviously meant that he was worried about Zeng Mingyue and had to go back to dinner with her at noon.

Wang Ma hesitated and couldn't tell Fu Jiabei that Zeng Mingyue had been out for nearly two hours. It seemed that she wouldn't come back for dinner.

"What's the matter?"

Feeling Wang Ma's hesitation, Fu Jiabei paused slightly.

"Young master, Miss Zeng, she's gone out..."

Fu Jiabei's footsteps stopped, and his hand holding the mobile phone exerted a slight force.

She is still ill, but she still remembers to go to the hospital to take care of Wu Zhengyan. When Fujia betten felt nervous and worried about Zeng Mingyue's illness, her care and consideration seemed to have become ironic.

He frowned and hung up without saying a word.