The 3046th Chapter Girl with a Black Belly (14)

This sentence immediately drew ridicule.

"No matter how powerful it is, it's none of your business. I haven't seen the little boss approach any woman, let alone a woman in Fengyue."

Pay family style is particularly strict.

A real family.

The rules are notoriously strict.

Fu Yuheng's every move is the style of everyone's children.

One of the work companions said: "I had a good time just now, alas, I really want to introduce the little boss to accompany the wine."

Everyone was in a bad mood.

Because I have to get up at six tomorrow.

But that little companion wine couldn't help but secretly clenched his fist.

There was a hint of unwillingness on his face.

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When Fu Yuheng came home, he was already slightly smoked, and he opened the door slowly.

The lights in the living room were turned on.

But no one was there.

It should have been the nanny.

After the babysitter left, no one would close it.

He scanned the surroundings lightly, and then walked up slowly.

When he reached the second floor, he indifferently looked at the door of the room in the corridor.

She suddenly thought that before he left, her face was abnormally red.

There was silence for a while.

Fu Yuheng walked to the door unhurriedly and knocked on the door.

Wait a minute.

No sound.

He raised his hand again and tapped it a second time.

Still no sound.

Fu Yuheng lowered his eyes indifferently and went to sleep.

Then he turned around and walked to the third floor.

He didn't care much about whether she was sick or not.

She was just a little trouble, like her vain mother.

There will always be a solution.

It may not be used for a year, Bai Weiwei and Bai Xiaoyu will probably disappear from his life.

Thinking about it, Fu Yuheng reached out and rubbed the bridge of his nose. He drank a little too much today.

Made him feel a little dizzy.

He opened the door with one hand, and while walking, he threw the coat in his hand onto the sofa in the room, and stretched out his white fingertips to pull off the collar.

Fu Yuheng was a little uncomfortable, and he didn't pay much attention to his surroundings.

Go straight to the bathroom.

Undress as you go.

Ties, shirts, and even watches were thrown on the ground at will.

The boy with a bare upper body, his fair body is still slightly thinner than that of an adult male, and his legs in black suit pants are very long and straight.

He casually reached out and combed his short black hair, letting the neatly combed hair fall apart.

His dark eyes were slightly smoky.

The noble and rigorous appearance on weekdays is now a little more sloppy and wanton.

He opened the bathroom door, but it didn't close.

Go straight to the shower.

Bai Weiwei heard the sound of water, opened her eyes in a daze, then turned over and wrapped herself with the quilt.

So cold.

She pursed her lips, struggling to hold her eyelids.

"How much do I have a fever?"

System: "It's almost thirty-nine."

Bai Weiwei: "Why do I feel cold?"

System: "Fever is like this, look at yourself, your IQ is gone."

Bai Weiwei: "I'm sober."

System: "It's better to stop attacking and go to sleep."

The host has a fever and still insists on the spirit of the strategy, which is so distressing.

Bai Weiwei: "I don't sleep, I don't sleep, I don't sleep."

system:"……"

The host is burnt out.

He silently went through the products in the supermarket to see if there were any antipyretics that humans could eat.

In the bathroom, the sound of water stopped.

The boy took a large white towel and walked out naked.

His hand was raised, revealing the faint muscle lines on his arm, his eyebrows and eyes were smoked with water vapor, and there were a few more delicate and beautiful.

At this moment, the young man is completely unable to recall the calm, gentle and perfect image in his usual days.

His beautiful eyes, lightly raised, cool and deep.

After wiping his hair, he still felt a little dizzy.

He reached out and rubbed his forehead, without looking, he sat directly on the bed, and then lay down naked.

He closed his eyes, and there seemed to be an unfamiliar soft fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose.

Fu Yuheng's thoughts were much sluggish, and he didn't think much.

He was taken aback when his fingers suddenly touched something soft.

Then a petite figure was under the quilt, turned over, and rolled directly into his arms.

Soft and piping hot.