After the children were all asleep, Yan Zhixu walked out of Qingyun Police Station.

Although there was no snow in the sea, the temperature also dropped to below zero, the cold wind whistled past, and the legs of the cold people shivered.

"Bah-ah-"

A car parked at the door turned on its headlights and honked its horn.

Yan Zhixu paced over, the car window rolled down, and the man in the black coat looked at her.

Fu Shimo whispered, "Axu."

He opened the car door and walked out, glanced at the clothes on her body, frowned slightly, took off his clothes and put them on her.

Open the co-pilot's door and let her sit on it, "Get in the car and take you home."

Yan Zhixu sat in the co-pilot, pulled out his seat belt and fastened his head to look at the man who closed the door and sat in the driver's seat.

"How did you come."

"I saw the hot search on Weibo, and I thought it was related to you, so I came to pick up my children."

The man's voice was magnetic and hoarse.

After Fu Shimo finished speaking, he adjusted the air conditioner in the car to a suitable temperature, held the steering wheel with both hands, and stepped on the accelerator to turn the direction.

"Hey—"

The tires of the car rubbed against the ground, making a sharp and harsh sound, and then like an arrow off the string, it quickly drove out and disappeared into the night.

There were few vehicles on the streets in the early morning, and the black red flag cars arrived at Yushan Huafu not long after they disappeared.

Fu Shimo parked the car, and Yan Zhixu, who was drowsy in the co-pilot, slowly unfastened his seat belt.

She pushed the door and got out of the car, and before she had time to take two steps, her body lightened, and she was easily held by the waist in her arms.

She yawned with heavy eyelids, "I can walk by myself."

"You need rest."

Fu Shimo didn't stop, he carried her steadily into the house and stepped up the steps to the second floor.

Yan Zhixu was placed on the big soft bed, so sleepy that he didn't even want to move a finger.

He went to the bathroom and put water in the bathtub, took out the shower gel and other items and put them aside.

Walking back to the room and sitting beside the bed, "Little boy, if you don't get up to take a bath, I will suspect that you want me to serve you."

Yan Zhixu's consciousness was hazy, "Then please trouble Dean Fu to serve me."

As soon as the voice fell, a low-pitched laughter overflowed from the throat of the man sitting next to him, magnetic and attractive, making people's ears numb.

"Are you sure?"

"Um."

After getting her answer, Fu Shimo got up, bent down, picked her up gently, and strode into the bathroom.

The clothes on his body were stripped to the ground one after another until they were honest with each other.

Putting his body into the warm bathtub, he couldn't help but let out a sigh.

For the next time, Yan Zhixu felt as if he was stepping on cotton.

After a long time, he was gently picked up by the man, cleaned the foam on his body and wiped away the water droplets, put on a plush bathrobe and was carried back to the bed.

"Amo."

Yan Zhixu was confused for a while, and subconsciously whispered his name.

"It's deadly."

Fu Shimo looked at her sleeping face and the tiredness between her eyebrows, suppressing the desire that was rising in her body.

He went into the bathroom.

"Crash-"

The shower sounded in the bathroom.

He took a long shower before coming out, lifted the quilt and lay back on the bed.

"Well……"

Yan Zhixu, who was sleeping beside him, rolled over and rolled into his arms, rubbing his chest unconsciously.

"Axu, go to sleep obediently."

Fu Shimo hugged her slender waist naturally, and patted her gently, as if he was coaxing a child to sleep.