Chapter 1324 Fu Yixing How Can You Do This?

Fu Yixing's eyes fell on Lu Wanchu, and he picked up the soup and took a sip by himself. Just when Lu Wanchu thought he was going to drink it for him, Fu Yixing held the back of her head and covered her lips with his thin lips.

Lu Wanchu opened her eyes slightly, and was forced to swallow the soup in Fu Yixing's mouth, enduring the pain.

"Fu Yixing, how can you do this?"

After drinking the soup one mouthful at a time, Lu Wanchu gave Fu Yixing an angry look.

It's hard to imagine that Sylvia's cooking skills are so good that he can make such a terrible tonic soup. In the future, she must not be allowed to make tonic soup for her to drink.

"how?"

Fu Yixing's thin lips curled slightly, "If you don't drink, I can only think of this way. I thought it would taste better after passing through my mouth."

Lu Wanchu was speechless for a moment.

Knowing that she was upset, Fu Yixing slowly approached Lu Wanchu, and the tip of his nose touched hers lightly, warm and ambiguous.

"Wanwan, get better soon."

Lu Wanchu looked at Fu Yixing who was touching the tip of her nose, and slightly raised the corners of her lips, "Yeah!"

For the next few days, Fu Yixing stayed with Lu Wanchu all the time, never took a step away from her, and even carried her to the toilet, which made Lu Wanchu very dissatisfied.

"I can go, you put me down."

"Be careful to tear the wound, or I will carry you."

He would get exactly the same reply from Fu Yixing every day, so Lu Wanchu simply gave up.

"Is it better?"

Sylvia leaned against Lu Wanchu and asked softly, with concern in her eyes.

"It's much better, it's all right, don't worry."

Knowing Sylvia's worry, Lu Wanchu said immediately.

"No, I want to see the wound, otherwise I won't be relieved."

Sylvia said that she was going to unbutton Lu Wanchu's pajamas to have a look.

There was a terrifying aura coming from behind, and Sylvia looked back.

Fu Yixing's slender figure came in from the outside at some point, and Shuangyang looked at Sylvia fiercely, no, to be precise, he looked at her hand, warning her.

Sylvia quickly withdrew her hand and raised it on her head, "Boss Fu, I just care about Xia Wanwan."

"It's getting late."

Fu Yixing reminded him coolly, and Sylvia quickly got up from the sofa, "Understood, I'll go back right away."

Fu Yixing has said so, how dare she stay here, unless she wants to court death.

Sylvia left quickly, and Lu Wanchu couldn't help but be dumbfounded when she saw that her movements seemed to have been practiced.

After Sylvia left, Fu Yixing walked towards Lu Wanchu, took out a cup of milk tea and handed it to Lu Wanchu.

"milk tea?"

Lu Wanchu was overjoyed and looked at Fu Yixing in disbelief, "Why would you think of buying me milk tea?"

Today was the first time Fu Yixing went out, and he didn't expect to bring her milk tea when he came back, which was a surprise.

"Because you like it!"

Fu Yixing's phoenix eyes were soft, and he sat beside Lu Wanchu.

He knew that drinking milk tea would make her happier, and it would make her remember less pain.

How could Lu Wanchu not understand, she was full of satisfaction.

I inserted the straw and took a sip of the milk tea, the sweet taste of the milk tea filled my mouth.

Lu Wanchu put down the milk tea in her hand, and threw herself into Fu Yixing's arms.

Fu Yixing hugged Lu Wanchu subconsciously, and when he was about to scold her for touching the wound, Lu Wanchu's thin lips had already been sealed.

"Thank you husband!"

Lu Wanchu smiled brightly at Fu Yixing, her eyes were full of him.

The scolding words were swallowed by him, Fu Yixing hugged Lu Wanchu lightly, and kissed her lips, "You're welcome, wife!"

Lu Wanchu leaned on Fu Yixing's chest and closed her eyes contentedly.