Chapter 1232

"I did it, didn't I?"

Fu Yi's memory of last night is very vague, but he knows that he must have done it.

Damn it, he hurt her.

"It's not you. It's not you. I accidentally hurt it."

Lu wanchu knew what Fu Yiyi was thinking, held his hand and denied.

Fu Yi carefully touched Lu wanchu's right wrist and looked up at her. "I did it. I know. I'm sorry."

He picked up Lu wanchu's right wrist, lowered his head and kissed her blackened right wrist.

"Fu Yi, don't say sorry. You didn't do anything wrong."

She doesn't blame him, how willing to blame him.

"Why not apply the medicine?"

Fu Yi frowned, blaming himself and Lu wanchu for being bad to himself.

"Forget, I'll apply the medicine in a minute."

Lu wanchu smiled softly at Fu Yiyi.

In that situation last night, how could she remember to apply medicine for herself? She was full of him.

Fu Yiyi doesn't know why Lu wanchu forgot. He put his hands around her waist, lowered his head and kissed Lu wanchu. "Lie down and I'll get the medicine box."

Lu wanchu did not object and nodded gently.

She was happier than anyone to see Fu Yi safe and sound.

Fu Yi got up and went downstairs in a black nightgown.

Mo Qing was arranging something. Hearing the familiar footsteps, he immediately turned around and looked.

"Mr. Fu, are you awake?"

Mo Qing's depressed mood suddenly got better, which was finally a sigh of relief.

"Yes!"

Fu Yi nodded lightly, "send some food upstairs."

"Yes!"

Mo Qing nodded and immediately ordered the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Fu Yiyi personally took the medicine box upstairs.

Lu wanchu leaned against the pillow and slept again. There were light dark circles under her eyes and cheeks, and her face was a little pale. It can be imagined that she must have done a lot to save him last night.

Fu Yi put on the sound of light footsteps and sat by the bed. His nostalgic and affectionate eyes fell on Lu wanchu. He gently picked up her right wrist and drugged her.

"Am I asleep again?"

Lu wanchu looked at Fu Yi with blurred eyes.

"Well, if you're tired, get some sleep."

Fu Yiyi gently applied the plaster for fear of hurting Lu wanchu. From time to time, he hung his head and blew on Lu wanchu's right wrist.

Lu wanchu's eyes were slightly moist. He quietly looked at Fu Yiyi who applied medicine to her under the lamp. His side face was exquisite and perfect. Feng's eyes seriously fell on her wound, full of stars.

"Not tired. Seeing you, all the fatigue disappeared."

After coating the medicine, Lu wanchu reached out and hugged Fu Yixing. Listening to his powerful heartbeat, he closed his eyes with great satisfaction.

Fu Yi hugged Lu wanchu tightly and smiled.

The door was knocked at this time, and the warm scene was immediately disturbed.

Lu wanchu got up from Fu Yi's arms. Fu Yi sank his face and looked back, "come in!"

Lu wanchu held back his smile. "Fu Yiyi, don't do this."

"He disturbed us."

Fu Yi snorted coldly.

Mo Qing, who came in with food, stayed at the gate.

Did he do something wrong? Otherwise, why does Fu always look at him with such terrible eyes!

"President Fu, madam, have dinner."

Mo Qing bowed his head, dared not look at Shang Fu Yi's cold eyes, and walked towards the tea table in the room.

Behind him were two servants carrying trays. As soon as they entered the room, the warm room made people feel cold on their back.

The three quickly put down their things, left quickly and closed the door.