Chapter 649

In fact, song Jiuyue was a little shy. Although they had been intimate for so long, it was the first time that they asked each other to buy this kind of thing. When they took it over, they found that Fu Jin understood it very well and was even more embarrassed.

I took a bath inside and changed fresh clothes before I came out. Since this person knew that she had dysmenorrhea, she always asked aunt Qiu to prepare something to warm the palace, so the frequency of dysmenorrhea was less and less.

There is a saying very reasonable, remember your physiological period man, is really love you.

Although she always believed that Fu Yan really loved her, every time this person did something, she would wake up again. It turned out that Fu Yan loved her more than she imagined.

When she went downstairs, there was no one on the sofa. She heard something moving in the kitchen. When she came closer, she found that Fu was boiling brown sugar water.

"Where's aunt Qiu?"

"Out."

Fu Jin put a towel around the jar and poured the brown sugar water into the cup.

I don't know why. Maybe it's because this man looks so beautiful. Song Jiuyue always feels that the other party is making handicrafts. Just looking at it, he feels that it's enjoyable.

"Drink this. Don't eat yogurt these two days."

Song Jiuyue nodded, followed him and walked to the sofa in the living room. Finally, he was very curious and turned to look at the man.

"Fu Jin, why don't you let me drink more hot water? Isn't that what the Internet says? Straight men are like that. "

She picked up the cup on the tea table and took a sip of it. It was sweet and the corners of her mouth curved.

Fu Yan's eyes did not move away from the newspaper, and his words almost choked song September.

"People who surf the Internet every day, those who don't have girlfriends or have girlfriends, will play with girlfriends. Where they have time to surf the Internet, those things are written by a group of men who don't have girlfriends."

On hearing this, song Jiuyue felt that it was reasonable to die. As soon as he moved his body, he got closer to the man. When he saw the deep eyebrows of the other party, his eyes flashed.

"Besides, I'm not the kind of man who only knows how to make you drink hot water."

Fu Ji put the newspaper away and lifted song September to his leg. When he saw that most of the cup was left in the cup, he frowned.

"Drink up."

Song Jiuyue looked down at the things in the cup, and his eyes suddenly got hot. He was afraid that this person would see her sentimental, so he could only drink vaguely.

Think about who Fu Jin is. It's Fu Shao from Los Angeles. So many women want to pick him up and so many men adore him. But he bought that thing for her and boiled brown sugar water himself.

Song September put the cup on the tea table, turned around and plunged into his arms.

Fu Yan held her in her arms and did not speak. She patted her back gently and leaned her chin against her head.

As the new year is approaching, the company has also taken annual leave. He really has nothing to do these days. The old man's body has fully recovered and returned to its original state. Mr. Zhou seems to like song September very much. When he goes to see the old man, he always mentions it intentionally or unintentionally.

Fu Yan's eyes are deep. Mr. Zhou's medical attainments are the first and the youngest in the world. When you think about Yu Chuyuan, who was trained by him, he won all kinds of medical awards at a young age.

Yu Chuyuan can be regarded as his favorite student, but his attitude towards Yu Chuyuan has always been aloof. He won't have too much contact in life. He just met song September several times, but the other party always asked, is there anything he doesn't know?

Frowning, he looked down at the people in his arms. He had already checked song September's past for a long time. The unpopular young lady of the Song family is very angry and weak. She is often bullied. She should not have a meeting with Mr. Zhou.

Sighed a tone, is personality charm, think of this, the person in the bosom embraces more tightly, probably week old also think this wench is quite kind and lovely.

Towards the afternoon, there was a rare sunshine outside, which came in through the French window. Song September happily spread a carpet over the French window, and then brought a book with him to bask in the sun and read it.

Xiao Hei seems to like the sun, lying down beside her, she immediately put her head up, put Xiao Hei's back as a pillow, and began to read books happily.

Looking at her, she fell asleep and had a dream. A woman appeared in the dream. She was noble, gentle and powerful. Behind her was a tall castle. The queen with golden hair and blue eyes was talking with each other

"Ma..."

Fu Yanzheng is going to take down the book on Song Jiuyue's shoulder, when he hears the man's babbling, and big tears fall from the corner of his eyes. He frowns and reaches out his fingertips to clean her.

No matter how tough the woman is and how she changes, her heart is fragile, and the shadow of her family is always hanging over her.

As a child, she knew that she was dependent on others and didn't dare to ask for too much. It was enough to wear warm clothes and have enough food. Later, when she was able to tolerate the Song family for so long, she was probably short of love and family love, and she kept a humble expectation until the expectation was completely shattered.With a sigh, he gently took down the book, went to the cupboard to get a blanket, put it on her stomach, and finally sat down beside her, took the book and read it.

Song Jiuyue opens his eyes in a daze and has forgotten the content of his dream. He only knows that he has dreamt of a very noble woman. As soon as she raises her eyes, she sees Fu Yan. The golden light gives him a halo and looks very warm.

She rubbed her forehead, turned over and didn't want to move. Maybe the mood in her dream was still infecting her, so she was in a very low mood now. She had a feeling that she couldn't explain clearly. She couldn't grasp it. She was a little scared and timid.

When Fu Jinzheng turned the page, he felt that he had more hands around his waist and his eyes were soft.

"These days nothing, don't busy your code, also don't train, relax a few days, don't think about anything."

Song Jiuyue nodded. He just had a dream. He felt a little tired. He pulled at the corner of his mouth. Maybe he was stunned.

The next few days, she really abandoned the human form, completely transformed into a salted fish, can sit without standing, can lie without lying.

Fu Yan is dying of anxiety. He didn't forget the scarf that the man said. The day after tomorrow, it will be Chinese New Year. He didn't even see the shadow of the scarf. In the end, he had no choice but to throw the wool ball in front of the other party.

"Weaving."

Song September suddenly realized that she had really forgotten these days, but now she really didn't want to move and turned over on the sofa.