Chapter 331

The car drove very slowly. It took more than an hour to get to the downstairs of Chawan apartment.

Before Su Xiang woke up, he gently breathed on the side of Fu Hanchuan's neck.

Fu Hanchuan didn't wake her up or take her out of the car. He didn't even move his position holding her.

He was afraid of waking her up with a little movement. As soon as she wakes up, she will push him eight feet away.

On this thought, Fu Hanchuan felt more like the white cat at home. When you stick to people, you stick to them. When you don't care, you can't coax them.

But how could she be the cat? If it was the cat, she would come running to a small fish.

She is Su Xiang. She never sticks to him. She only pushes him far

So fu Hanchuan cherished the time when he could hold her like this.

He looked at her with a low eyebrow. For a while, he gently touched her hair and her face. He couldn't put it down. The smile hanging on his lips didn't fall down. He didn't know that he thought he was holding his daughter.

Su Xiang is so small and delicate. He is so tall and solid. Isn't it the old father's love for his daughter?

Ah, bah!

Fu Hanchuan thought about running the train. As soon as he thought of going there, he spat at himself.

However, people cherish what they have lost and found, especially for people.

Fu Hanchuan didn't understand it before and despised that statement. He has always been conceited. His superior and selfish family didn't let him know how to cherish it. Only power is supreme.

Only those who have experienced it personally can understand the confusion and blank when they lose.

Therefore, he must ask her to come back and fill the gap.

Fu Hanchuan looked at Su Xiang in a trance, unaware that the snow outside the window was getting heavier.

The driver sat in the driver's seat. Fu Hanchuan didn't speak. He didn't dare to say anything.

As time went by, every snowflake under the street lamp had an orange light, and the snow and ice had a warm color, rustling and falling.

Su Xiang was sleepy and kept a posture for a long time, which made her uncomfortable. When she thought she was sleeping in bed and wanted to turn over, she vaguely felt how the quilt was still holding her.

She closed her eyes and touched it. Her fingers touched the solid chest. She didn't feel right. She drilled in again. It seemed that she felt a popping jump under the palm of her hand.

She touched it again, opened her eyes vaguely, and looked at her with an enlarged face.

At this moment, Su Xiang woke up, immediately sat upright, tucked in his sleeping coat, wrapped it tightly, and wiped his lips. There should be no drooling.

Su Xiang felt embarrassed. She even slept with him.

She could feel a fire burning on her face.

Even though she was calm and unmoved, and even though she regarded him as an ordinary friend, she could sleep unprepared on Fu Hanchuan's chest as if nothing had happened. That was too much of a heart.

She was a sensitive person and felt ashamed of herself.

Su Xiang tried to be calm and told herself that she only drank too much. At the end of the party, she felt that she had put down the big event and her nervous tension was relaxed.

If it were not Fu Hanchuan, but someone else, she would do the same.

Su Xiang turned his head and looked out of the window. A thick layer of snow had been hung on the branches and on the steps in front of the building, like a huge three-layer cake.

She remembered that when she left the hotel, the snow was not so thick. It should have been a long time.

Without looking at the time, she thanked Fu Hanchuan and was about to get off.

Su Xiang's thanks seemed a little hasty. She told herself it was not a flight, but her behavior was like a flight.

The arm was held again, but this time Fu Hanchuan was holding her other hand.

When Su Xiang looked back, he saw that Fu Hanchuan wanted to smile and said, "why, put me to sleep and ran away with a thank you? I can't move this half of my body. "

Su Xiang: "

His words made her want to knock herself to death on the door.

What did she say to him? She ran away irresponsibly. But she just used his chest as a pillow.

Su Xiang hurriedly said, "what nonsense are you talking about? Hurry back!"

Then she took back her hand and pushed the door to get off. Fu Hanchuan didn't stop her this time.

It was warm inside the car, and it was below zero outside the car. The oncoming cold air immediately surrounded her. Su Xiang was excited all over, and the rest of her sleep was frozen.

She sneezed and hurried to the corridor, but she didn't want to slip under her feet and fell down directly.

Fu Hanchuan turned his numb shoulders several times and loosened his muscles and bones. He didn't intend to go back like this. The injury on her arm made him uneasy. When I was about to open the door, I saw Su Xiang's figure suddenly disappear from his sight.

He was startled and immediately pushed open the door. When he saw the scene in front of him, the suspended heart returned to its place.

Then he laughed.

The kitten ran fast and fell a big treasure.

Seeing Su Xiang lying on the ground, there was no dignity and elegance in front of him at this time.

When Su Xiang heard the laughter, he was almost angry and crying. At this time, he would be embarrassed.

I don't know which wicked ghost splashed water on the snow. In the weather when the water splashed into ice, a thick layer of ice accumulated on the ground. Su Xiang didn't look at the road when he ran, so he stepped on it and fell down.

It was freezing under his body. Su Xiang was cold and painful. He shivered when he got up.

Fu Hanchuan thought it was interesting. After laughing twice, he couldn't laugh. He hurried down and picked her up.

Su Xiang went to dinner tonight. How many clothes can she wear on that occasion? This fall must have frozen her.

Fu Hanchuan picked up Su Xiang and ran into the corridor. Turn on the air conditioner in the building so that it won't freeze her.

One cold and one hot, Su Xiang sneezed two more times. Her body was still shaking. She had no time to think so much.

Fu Hanchuan pressed the elevator button, the elevator stopped on the first floor, and the bright stainless steel door opened immediately. At this time, no other residents came in and out. He held Su Xiang in his arms and they monopolized an elevator.

He hugged Su Xiang, half turned his body, pressed the key on the seventh floor with his elbow, and the door closed slowly.

The elevator was very quiet. Fu Hanchuan felt that such a quiet Su Xiang was abnormal.

He looked down and saw Su Xiang tightening his lips. There was blood between his lips.

Didn't you break it?

Fu Hanchuan was startled and hurriedly put her down. His fingers were about to lift her lips.

Su Xiang turned his head and raised his hand to stop him. At this time, the bloody smell in her mouth filled the air. When she fell just now, her teeth bit her upper lip. With such strength, her lips had been broken.

"Let me see!"

Fu Hanchuan was even more worried when he saw that she was awkward. In addition, he can let her, but she can't refuse at this time.

He pushed her against the wall of the elevator, grabbed her chin with one hand, and forced open her lip with the other hand. He saw the bitten wound, blood and water coming out, and even the teeth were stained red.

Fu Hanchuan felt hurt and relaxed at the same time. Fortunately, there was no big deal.

Su Xiang was so embarrassed that he couldn't turn a woman's lips casually. She was so angry that she wanted to hit someone. When she wanted to push him away, the elevator reached the seventh floor and the jingle door opened.

The automatic induction light in the corridor lit up. Fu Hanchuan didn't wait for her to do anything. He picked her up and went out.

Fu Hanchuan, covered with frost, opened coldly at the door: "press the password yourself."

Su Xiang looked at him. She was always afraid of him. Even if they fell out, looking at his cold face like a conditioned reflex, she stretched out her fingers and pressed it.

When the door opened, Fu Hanchuan put her on the sofa and silently lifted her skirt.

Su Xiang hurriedly pressed his hand. He only looked up at her coldly, pulled her hand and lifted it up. When he saw the broken skin on his knee, his face became darker.

Su Xiang pursed his lips and said, "I fell myself. What are you doing with your black face?"

As soon as she opened her mouth, there was a pain in her mouth.

Fu Hanchuan ignored her, took off her high heels and pressed her ankle: "does it hurt?"

Su Xiang shook her head. These high heels are not very high. She didn't hurt her ankle.

Fu Hanchuan's face looked better, but it didn't look much better.

He stood up, suddenly turned and went out, and the door slammed shut.

Su Xiang was startled by the strong door slamming. He felt that the man was inexplicable. He didn't know which tendon was wrong.

She sneezed again, but the cold didn't dissipate. She rubbed her arms, got up and walked to the bathroom, filled a jar of water, raised the temperature, took a hot bath, and didn't come out until her face was sweating.

At this time, the heating temperature in the room also rises. Wearing thick coral velvet pajamas and fluffy slippers, Su Xiang went to the kitchen to cook a pot of ginger soup to drive out the cold.

She walked slowly and her knee hurt badly.

When he was about to go to the kitchen, the door suddenly opened. Su Xiang turned his head and stared at Fu Hanchuan standing at the door in amazement. He didn't return to his mind for a long time.

"You, aren't you gone?"

When she finished asking, she saw the open door and immediately asked, "how did you get in?"

Then she remembered that Fu Hanchuan saw it when she pressed the password just now. With his memory, remembering those numbers is not a piece of cake?

Then she saw the bag in Fu Hanchuan's hand, which was the packaging bag of the drugstore. Through a layer of white plastic, she could see the bottles and cans in it.

She asked two questions in a row, and finally found the answer by herself. Everything became like her own question and answer.

Su Xiang said, "I'm fine. You can go back."

She regained her alienation and indifference and refused his concern. She doesn't want to make their relationship ambiguous because of something.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at her, but ignored her order to leave. He clasped her wrist, dragged her back to the edge of the sofa, and pushed her over on the sofa.

He looked like a ghost and looked scary.

Su Xiang wondered if his personality was split. She wrestled by herself. He laughed at her just now.

Su Xiang washed his hair while taking a bath. At this time, his hair was wrapped in towel hair. When he sat down, the towel fell down, and his wet hair hung on his shoulders.

Fu Hanchuan was angry when he looked at her wet hair.

Her wound was bleeding and she ran to take a bath. The wound was easily inflamed with water.

If she waits for a while, she'll be fine after putting on waterproof tape and taking a bath.

At this time, he didn't expect that he left without saying anything.

Fu Hanchuan pursed his thin lips and rolled up her trouser legs. A white and lubricated leg appeared in the sight, vaguely smelling the fragrance of shower gel.

The man's breathing was slightly heavy. He saw the blue and purple that had been slightly swollen. His breathing sank again, turned his face sideways, turned over in the drug store, and took out the disinfectant to wipe and disinfect her.

The bromine didn't hurt. It was cool. Su Xiang trembled slightly when he stuck it to his skin, and he didn't feel it.

Su Xiang hung his eyelids and watched Fu Hanchuan squat in front of her to wipe her medicine.

His expression was still very cold and angry, as if Su Xiang had broken his baby.

In such bad weather, he ran out to buy her medicine?

Su Xiang immediately cut off the emotion she shouldn't have. She thought with hatred that the man surnamed Zhou was simply a god of decline. After meeting him, she didn't have a peaceful life in the second half of the night!

The potion was cool, the cotton swab gently wiped her skin, and a man's warm breath blew on her skin. Su Xiang couldn't disturb his mood, so he had to scold the boss and the two women 18 times in his heart.

Fu Hanchuan wiped Su Xiang with disinfectant and some ointment to remove silt and reduce swelling. The lid of the ointment was not screwed on and was placed on the tea table.

He sat next to Su Xiang and pushed her sleeves up to her shoulders. His white skin was flawless, so the clear finger marks were particularly obvious.

Fu Hanchuan's eyes flashed a cold light like a knife. He wanted to chop the man surnamed Zhou into meat!

He picked up the ointment, spread it evenly, pushed it away, and rubbed it for her until his skin was slightly hot and absorbed the ointment.

In the process, no one spoke. When it was over, Fu Hanchuan didn't speak. He screwed the ointment on the lid and cleaned it up.

Su Xiang pursed his lips and said, "you don't have to buy it. You have it at home."

No matter whether the two children will come or not, children often bump. The medicine box is the reserve material at home.

Fu Hanchuan packed up his things, filled the space under the tea table with his bag, sat back on the sofa and said, "I don't do this. Will you obediently let me wipe the medicine?"

He looked at her, the frost on his face dispersed, and his face was not so ugly.

Su Xiang was stunned and seemed to understand something.

He knows. She's always used to having a medicine box at home, but if he asks for it, she won't give it and will invite him out.

He kept a straight face and said nothing. She would be afraid of him.

Su Xiang rubbed his head and felt as if he had been in the palm of his hand.

"I'm all right now," she said

Fu Hanchuan sat motionless, and Su Xiang said, "it's very late."

The snowflakes outside the window haven't stopped. The glass has been glued by oblique snowflakes, lump by lump of white.

At this time, Fu Hanchuan said, "it's too late to save Miss Su's high cold. Do you want me to tell you that the noble Miss Su has lost a big ingot?"

Su Xiang blushed, clenched his fist and clenched his teeth: "Fu Hanchuan!"

Fu Hanchuan got up, regarded it as his own home, went straight to her kitchen, carried a kettle and boiled hot water.

Fu Hanchuan was simple and rough. He cut a few pieces of ginger and put them in boiling water. "Ginger soup."

Su Xiang was stunned.

Because Fu Hanchuan grabbed the handle of her embarrassment and said that the snow was too heavy to drive, and the driver also stayed in a nearby hotel for the night.

He stayed here and refused to go.

Su Xiang was almost furious: "there's no place for you to sleep here!"

Fu Hanchuan turned over his long legs, lying across the sofa, put an armrest behind his head and said, "go and get me a quilt."

Su Xiang pinched his fingers and almost rolled up his sleeves to pull him up. But she also knew that there was a great difference in strength between herself and Fu Hanchuan. If she went up and pulled hard, she might suffer a loss.

She said angrily, "lonely men and women, what do you look like living with me!"

Fu Hanchuan closed his eyes without opening his eyelids and said, "don't worry, everyone here knows I'm your boyfriend and brought a mop."

He heard what those aunts and aunts said, which was very unpleasant, but it could block Su Xiang's protest at this time.

Su Xiang has a sore throat. He comes to him every day. Can't he let people gossip!

Su Xiang was injured tonight. He was exhausted. There was nothing he could do in the face of such a cargo.

She stepped on her slippers and went into the room angrily. The faint voice of the man behind her suddenly sounded and said, "Su Xiang, in fact, you don't resist me as much as you think."

Su Xiang stepped down and looked back: "where's the face?" I don't know where his confidence came from.

Fu Hanchuan sat up, lying on the back of the sofa and said to her, "you know I want to sleep with you more than the one surnamed Zhou. I'm more dangerous, but you sleep at ease beside me."

Fu Hanchuan will not put himself on the same line with that bastard, but it is true in this regard.

Su Xiang's throat stopped, his face turned red and white, his mind was confused with anger, and he didn't find a word to fight him back.

"Fuck off!" She choked for a long time, squeezed out such a sentence, and then entered the room and left the lock.

She was afraid that if she talked to that cheeky again, she would be angry to death.

In the small room, the sound of lock spread to the living room, but Fu Hanchuan tilted his lips slightly.

She'll think about it and have a good sleep.

Then the corner of his lips came down, and his face was cold.

He promised himself to protect her, but he hurt her again. He was angry with himself.

That surnamed Zhou, he will never let go.

Fu Hanchuan stood up, went to the children's room, pulled his quilt from Fu Ying's bed, took it to the living room, and slept again on the sofa.

In the room, Su Xiang tossed and turned and didn't sleep well.

She thought about the boss and the two women in the bathroom that week. She thought it must have something to do with it.

She scolded them 18 times, but she was still angry and couldn't sleep. The scene when Fu Hanchuan rubbed her medicine appeared in her mind.

The cool crisp touch seemed to stay on the skin and printed to the heart.

His words also revolved in his mind again and again, like a repeater.

Su Xiang covered her ears, but it rang from her head. It was no use for her to cover her ears.

In the gap of the curtain, a little white light reflected by snowflakes came out. Su Xiang stared at the narrow gap and saw the flying snow outside.

After a long time, she finally figured it out. It was completely Fu Hanchuan's misleading to her!

She fell asleep beside Fu Hanchuan, knowing that he would not mess with her. They knew each other well, and he respected her. How could this be the same?

If he was as shameless as that Zhou Xialiu, she wouldn't come near him!

Su Xiang was angry and funny. He relaxed, closed his eyes, turned over and went to bed.

When something bad happened, Su Xiang thought she would have a nightmare, but she didn't wake up until dawn.

After a good sleep, she was dredged all over.

Open the curtains, the snow has stopped, the sun clears up, the sun reflects the snow color, especially bright. In addition to the branches and snow piled on the side of the road, the middle of the road has been cleaned and can be passed. Several children were playing with snow in thick down coats.

Su Xiang took the cell phone on the head cabinet and looked at the time. It was already more than nine o'clock.

She remembered something. When she went to the living room, there was no one on the sofa. Fu Hanchuan had left, but there was a breakfast bag on the dining table.

Su Xiang went over to have a look. It was steamed stuffed buns and soybean milk, but they were all thoroughly cold.

Su Xiang pinched the hard steamed stuffed bun, which was complicated in his heart.

Fu Hanchuan refused to leave last night. It's not that the car can't drive on a snowy night. He deliberately stimulated her, not playing a rogue. But something bad happened to her. He worried that she couldn't sleep or had nightmares, so he diverted her attention.

Fu Hanchuan knew that the past events had left shackles in her heart, and that week's boss not only distorted the facts, but also made it particularly evil, which exacerbated her shadow.

He watched her all night.

In the Fu Building, Fu Hanchuan called Qiao Shen again.

Qiao Shen has taken office in the new company, but the new assistant has not become his confidant and is not familiar with the company. In addition, this matter involves Su Xiang. It is strange and urgent. Fu Hanchuan still handed it over to Qiao Shen.

Fu Hanchuan was so smart that he smelled out the unusual smell after he had gone through the matter in his mind.

At the banquet, he grabbed Su Xiang from Jiang Zhaoting's hand. It can be said that his attitude was arrogant. Even Jiang Zhaoting didn't give him half a face. In Peixian's words, he knocked on the mountain and shocked the tiger, which clearly showed his desire for Su Xiang.

His front foot made a statement. The back foot surnamed Zhou went to bully Su Xiang. As an agent in Asia, aren't you afraid that he will cut off his wealth? This surnamed Zhou is either dizzy or instructed by someone behind him. Fu Hanchuan will not let go of any possibility. He will not let go of him anyway. Qiao Shen got the instruction and left to work. In the office, Fu Hanchuan narrowed his eyes slightly and tapped the table with his fingers. He looked at the time on the computer. It was more than nine o'clock. Did she get up? Fu Hanchuan made those arrangements last night. He asked Su Xiang to think of him, not the boss of that week. Even if it was a bad thing, he didn't want her to remember other men. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation