Chapter 120

"But my wrist hurts."

Fu Jin originally wanted to continue the action immediately stopped, wrist pain and do this have what relationship? The corner of the mouth smoked, after all is some don't have the heart, sigh lying on the bedside, the resentment straight toward song September puff.

The corner of song's mouth turned in September.

"In fact, it's not very painful..."

Fu disaster "Shua" opened his eyes, re covered each other's body, the corner of the mouth hook, the whole person is a little excited.

Song Jiuyue's eyes looked at the ceiling and the French window, but he didn't dare to look at the person in front of him. He couldn't believe what he had just said.

Listening to the heavy breathing of the man next to me, I suddenly have a smile in my eyes. In fact, it's not bad.

Song Jiuyue can't resist, and can only let the other party do whatever they want. But I don't know if it's her illusion. She always feels that today's Fu Yan is not in the state. Although he is still as fierce as usual, his face looks very bad, and his forehead is overflowing with sweat. He rolls down his face all the way.

After the end, Fu Jin directly lies on her body. Song September wants to push the other side away, but what he touches is moist. When he turns on the light next to him, he is shocked.

The bed in the room is exactly like the scene of the murder. It looks really terrible. Sporadic bloodstains are stained with the sheets, and Fu's back is also bloody.

"What's the matter with you?"

Song Jiuyue gets up, goes downstairs in his pajamas, and immediately calls Mo or two to go upstairs with a medicine box.

Fu Jin pretends to be dead in bed. He thinks it's better not to talk at this time. As soon as Mo sees the mess on the bed, he spits on his boss. He really died under the peony flower. He's also romantic as a ghost. He's really dead!

"I'm fine..."

Fu Yan was lying on his stomach, showing his thin back. A thin blanket was on his waist, which would not let him go, but his back was bloody now.

Mo Yi took off the bandage and saw that many parts of the crisscross wound had already overflowed with blood. The corners of his mouth were smoking. How fierce it was that the wound would collapse like this.

Thanks to the good hemostatic medicine I brought back from my old house, otherwise I would get inflamed.

Song Jiuyue knew that there was a wound on Fu Jin's back. When Mo Yi untied the bandage, her own back began to ache. It's hard for her to forget that.

Ink a wound with disinfectant to wash again, on good medicine, bandage, in front of a basin of water is already blood, the corner of the mouth pumping.

"Boss, I don't mean you. Can't you stand it for a few days?"

These words obviously hurt Fu's noble face, and he didn't lift his head, just like that.

"Get out of here."

"All right."

Mo Yi doesn't dare to refute. He pushes his glasses, thinking that it's the boss after all, and he has to live under his hands. He can't offend people completely.

In the twinkling of an eye, there was only song Jiuyue left in the room. After changing the sheets again, some of them looked at the sullen Buddha without saying a word. Needless to say, when Fu Yan lost her temper, she was really like a child.

"How are you? Do you still feel pain?"

"Kiss and it won't hurt."

Fu Jinman's mind is full of just things, where will he think of pain.

Song September forehead hanging a black line, you big head ghost! Depressed go to bed, turn off the light to sleep, anyway, the pain is dead also don't do her thing!

You deserve it!

Fu Yan was so depressed that he lay down all night, but he didn't expect that his action would be so big. He directly opened the already good wound, which was really tearing. However, because of the smell of song September, he soon went to sleep.

After waking up, song Jiuyue didn't degenerate. He wanted to go to the company to have a look, but he was worried about Fu Yan's wound. However, seeing the other person's lazy face, he knew that this person was OK.

"Fu Jin, are you going to the company?"

At dinner, song September asked.

"Well."

Fu Jin's whole body is a little wilted, and no matter Xiao Hei who is coquettishing and rolling to ask for a hug, after eating, he directly pulls song September into the car.

They arrived at the company in a short time. Song Jiuyue sat down in his position as usual, but only a few minutes later, Fu Jin called again to let her in.

Song September helpless, see from the beginning of the morning on the face of unhappy people, slowly sat down in the side.

"Fu Jin, what's the matter with you?"

"Song September, do you have a conscience or not? You went to sleep like that last night."

Fu Jin's voice is a complaint, song September pick eyebrows, in the face of this man's accusation, did not feel blush, mouth bend.

"I'll make it up to you when you get better."

Fu Jin a listen, heart instantly excited up, regardless of song September did not say hello to go out, began to happily looking forward to the wound good time.Song September out of the office, only to find that he left the bag inside, also no longer tube, anyway, she has nothing to hide.

Fu Jin naturally also saw song Jiuyue's bag. She took it and saw that there was her mobile phone in it. She suddenly thought of a hot test on the Internet recently.

Do you believe your partner, will you check her cell phone?

Fu Jin just Leng for a moment, did not hesitate to take out song September's mobile phone, a look even have a password.

The corner of the mouth tick, slowly input 123456, well, the password is correct, you know that the simple guy will not set any difficult password.

Song Jiuyue seldom uses wechat. Up to now, most of her use is QQ, but she doesn't seem to add herself

Think of here, Fu Jin some unhappy, he also has QQ, but and song September contrary, he never use this.

Click add friends to find your own account. Without the permission of the other party, you can directly add yourself as a friend and occupy the whole group. After thinking about it, you should choose a nice name. What's your name

Well Kiss your husband.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that the name sounds good. How could he be so talented? He immediately changed the name of the group to this one at the end of his eye. Looking at it, he was very satisfied.

Finger point into each other's space, want to continue to flip, there is no other content, to tell you the truth, he was quite curious about song September's University.

This person is very good-looking, but never like other girls show selfie, even the dynamic are very poor, a year also two or three, half an hour can turn over.

However, one of her diaries attracted Fu Jin's attention. The picture of the diaries is a blackboard newspaper, which was often hung at the back of the blackboard newspaper when she was a student.

The painting is a florist. It's very beautiful, reflecting the afternoon sunshine. It really feels like years are quiet. Through this, he seems to see song Jiuyue's clean and pure heart.