Chapter 73

"Ning Wan, how did you raise and repair Yu?" Sitting in the taxi, Fu Ting's eyebrows are locked, and his black eyes are staring at Ning Wan.

"Work to earn money..." Ning Wan put one leg on Fu Ting's knee, and let Fu Ting knead her injured ankle. He said to himself, "actually, my baby is very good. Who makes him a genius child? Ha ha..."

Fu Ting rubbed his temples and half lay on the back seat. "It's a miracle that you can raise him."

Finally, I heard the meaning of the words. Ning Wan got excited, stretched to his ankle, cried out in pain, and complained after shouting, "if it's not for saving you, how can I get hurt?"

"So I want to thank you again?"

"Of course! Ah - don't move, it hurts! "

The driver in front looked back. Fu Ting's big hand reached out and covered Ning Wan's red lips. "Shut up."

The car stopped at the door of Fu's house. Ning Wan landed on one foot and helped Fu ting to get off the car.

Fu Ting's body was unsteady and shaking.

Ning Wan stood on tiptoe, half leaning on Fu Ting, took the wallet out of his pocket, and casually took one to pay the driver, "don't look for it."

"Thank you very much, miss." The driver drove off.

"Take my money!"

"I'm kind enough to send you back. Should I pay for it?" With that, Ning Wan suddenly realized that he wanted to go back, and hurriedly shouted, "master, wait..."

"Go in!"

Ning Wan holds Fu ting and jumps to the bedroom on the second floor.

The first time I came to Fu Ting's bedroom, Ning Wan fumbled at the door for a long time without finding the switch.

Fu Ting staggers forward, rather Wan loses his dependence and turns to one side. When Fu Ting heard the news, he immediately turned around. Ning Wan grabbed his shirt in time and fell down on the bed together.

"Ah --"

"HMM..."

Both of them made a exclamation.

Under the thick moonlight, the room is very dark, even if you look carefully, you can only see the outline of each other.

Ning Wan lies on Fu Ting's body, smelling the strong smell of wine and light smoke, as well as his unique breath.

"I'm sorry..." Ning Wan's hands are propped up in front of Fu Ting, eager to get up.

Fu Ting pushes Ning Wan's shoulder to get up too. He accidentally touches Ning Wan's ankle. Ning Wan cries out with pain and claps Fu Ting's body with both hands. "It's killing me."

According to Fu Ting, Ning Wan is so coquettish to himself. At this moment, with the beauty in his arms, he suddenly lost his mind.

His body, which smelled of smoke and wine, approached slowly and seized Ning Wan's red lips.

Fu Ting is drunk, but rather Wan is not.

At the moment of lips contact, Ning Wanru is shocked and her head is blank. In a flash, every pore of the body is shouting and yearning for more

Fu Ting only felt that the people under him were delicious and attracted him to seize more again.

Finally, reason prevailed over emotion. Ning Wan whispered, "President Fu, you have drunk too much."

Ning Wan turns over and is ready to slip away on one side. How to know that her beautiful white back, displayed in the moonlight, is like a good jade, with a light luster, like a dream, beautiful.

Fu Ting, who has always been a rational man, has long been occupied. He wants to get more to ease his inner turmoil.

He bowed his head reverently in the bright moonlight.

The scene four years ago suddenly appeared in my mind. In the dark, the fuzzy figure overlaps with Ning Wan's figure. There is a voice in my heart - it's her, it's her!

"Ning Wan... "

The husky and magnetic voice, and the hot breath on her back, like a big net, covered Ning Wan's mind, and made her breathless, unable to help herself.

He is not a willow or a crooked one. Under the influence of alcohol, his body's reaction makes him unable to ignore and even less want to suppress.

The air in the room becomes thinner and each other's breathing becomes more rapid.

The sound of music came suddenly and was magnified infinitely in the silent room.

Ning Wan regained his mind, jumped out of bed with a red face, and sat on the floor askew.

Fu Ting suddenly rolled over and lay on the bed, closed his eyes and rubbed his temples. "Turn off the mobile phone!"

The command tone gives Ning Wan a jolt. He fumbles for his cell phone. It turns out to be an alarm clock. These days, she is always busy until late. In order to remind herself to go to bed early, set this alarm clock.

Turning off the alarm clock, Ning Wan stood up by the bed. "President Fu, since you are back safely, I will go first."

"Stay!"

Ning Wan thought he had heard it wrong. He looked at it stupidly and bowed his head urgently.

"I I'm going back... "

"You hurt your foot. I'll have it dealt with." Fu Ting picked up the landline at the head of the bed and called Butler Wang.

After a while, Butler Wang came with a medicine chest.Fu Ting said coldly, "give it to me and bring some sobering soup."

Ning Wan's calf is resting on Fu Ting's leg. Fu Ting carefully helps Ning Wan check his ankle. "It's swollen."

Ning Wan can see it naturally. He said angrily, "it's all your fault!"

"With whom did you learn to push responsibility?" Fu Ting's head is still dizzy, but he is unambiguous in accepting people.

"Who shirked the responsibility? If it wasn't for saving you, how could I get hurt. "

Fu Ting looked at Ning Wan's wrinkled face, and his eyes were deep

"No, no!"

Fu Ting picked up the landline and made another call.

Soon, Fu Ting's personal doctor came to examine Ning Wan carefully. "Young master, this young lady is just a slight sprain, just a few days off."

Ning Wan slumped on the bed. "Thank goodness, it's ok if it's OK. It's ok if it's OK."

"Stay here tonight!" Throw down this sentence, Fu Ting walked into the bathroom.

Now that he has come, Ning Wan wants to see Ning Xiuyu, so he limps out.

The bathroom door suddenly opened, Fu Ting stood at the door, only a bath towel, cold voice asked: "where to go?"

"I I want to see my son. "

"Trouble!" Fu Ting scolded, walked out barefoot and suddenly hugged Ning Wan.

At the moment of weightlessness, Ning Wan hugged Fu Ting's neck. He felt so close that he hurried to give up

"Hold on!"

"Ah?"

"You are too heavy." Fu Ting went out with his face taut and Ning Wan in his arms.

In an instant, Ning Wan's face was red and hot. He couldn't help explaining to himself, "I'm only one hundred jin, OK? Very thin, you are a big man, how can not even hold such a thin woman? "

Fu Ting kept a high and cold posture, gently curled his mouth, "in my eyes, women's 90 Jin is the standard weight."

"Haven't you heard of it? Women are less than 100 Jin, either airport or short. "

Fu Ting pursed his mouth and forced himself to smile. "You have both, why are you not less than 100 Jin?"

I didn't expect that Fu Ting has such a strong ability to treat people. Ning Wan uttered a huge cry: "Fu Ting --"