The Rebirth Group's pet little flirt

Nan Zhixin propped her forehead with her fingers, and her hand, which was blown cold by the wind, was trembling when placed on the table.

Sister Song raised her hand and held it, "You, when you go out to answer the phone, your hands can freeze like this."

"It was already cold, but when the cold wind blows, it will naturally become colder." Nan Zhixin expressed her inner feelings in an easy-going and natural way, but her face was bitter and she felt deeply helpless.

"Okay, okay, I'd better leave the warming up to your Mr. Fu." Sister Song asked Nan Zhixin to look after Feng Qingqing, and went upstairs by herself.

About half an hour later, the siren sounded outside, Hu Chuli drove up the mountain, Fu Shiyu parked the car, and sent a message to Nan Zhixin.

[Others have already come up. 】

Nan Zhixin looked at Hu Chuli who was rushing in dejectedly, and reached out to stop him: "Mr. Hu, let me say yes first. If you make Wei Qing angry again, I will definitely not forgive you."

"I'll take care of it gently." Hu Chuli stretched out his hand, hugged him in his arms, and thanked Nan Zhixin before leaving.

Looking at the figure of her best friend, Nan Zhixin rubbed her head with her hand, depressed and worried.

I don't know if something will happen, but I really can't think of another way.

Unless... that child is not Hu Chuli's.

Nan Zhixin went upstairs to see Sister Song, who was helping coax the child.

"Mr. Fu is here, then you go back, I will help him take the child before going back." Sister Song told Nan Zhixin to be careful on the way back.

"Well, then I'll go first." Standing in front of Sister Song, Nan Zhixin poked her head out, and gestured to Mr. Dongli behind her.

Then he slowly descended the wet steps due to the snow.

Fu Shiyu stood at the bottom of the steps and opened his arms towards the person, "Be careful, if you fall, I won't care about you."

Nan Zhixin motioned to her boots: "The heels are not high, so I can't fall." But when she went down three steps, her boots slipped and she fell straight down. Fu Shiyu grabbed her hand, but Still not standing still.

Sitting down in the snow.

"Ah... ah..." Nan Zhixin had to say, she slipped and fell to her tailbone.

It hurts so bad I can't even get up.

Fu Shiyu looked at her distressedly: "Did you fall?"

"Yeah." Nan Zhixin opened her hand, frowned, her eyes narrowed in pain, "It hurts so much."

"Can you still move?" Fu Shiyu knelt down and looked at the person.

"I can't move anymore." Nan Zhixin stretched out his hand and landed on Fu Shiyu's arm. After thinking for a while, he said, "Hug."

So Fu Shiyu carried him into the car like he wanted to carry a koala.

The key point was that Nan Zhixin didn't dare to sit down, so she could only squat in the corner.

"I really fell." Fu Shiyu muttered.

"Yeah." Nan Zhixin's eyes were red.

Fu Shiyu frowned deeply: "Then go to the hospital." At a time like this, going to the hospital is more reassuring.

But Nan Zhixin felt helpless, the place was broken, it would be embarrassing to go to the hospital.

She resolutely refused: "No, I won't go to the hospital."

"How can we do it without going to the hospital?" Fu Shiyu held Nan Zhixin's hand and persuaded him nicely, "You must go, be obedient, if you really get hurt, you will never be happy in the future."

"No." Nan Zhixin grabbed Fu Shiyu's hand like a cat that has been completely overwhelmed, and cried out, "Take me to the hospital, I don't want to save face, you can't be considerate and gentle to buy some plasters Is it?"

Fu Shiyu was overwhelmed by the loud crying, he spread his hands helplessly, and explained: "The plaster is not very useful, if you are like this, it's better to go and have a look."

In order not to lose face by going to the hospital, Nan Zhixin even said perfunctorily that it didn't hurt.

Fu Shiyu had nothing to do with her, so he had to go to the doctor on Du Niang's bed and ask what to do.

Some people said hot compresses, others said that it depends on the condition of the injured, and some people said that it depends on whether there is a broken bone.

Fu Shiyu was so busy with this, he ran to the pharmacy and talked about this issue with the pharmacist.

After that, I took a big bag of medicine, applied it, and put it on, and got into the car.

"You really don't want to go to the hospital, girl?"

"Don't go."

"Okay then, don't cry when you go back to put on the plaster later." Fu Shiyu vaccinated his wife first.

"Don't cry when it hurts, I'm a fool." Nan Zhixin's face was not very good-looking.

"..." Fu Shiyu, who suddenly had nothing to say, felt aggrieved.

at night.

Fu Shiyu took apart the plaster and put it on his wife under the blurred light.

When the tailbone touched, the pain made her cry.

"It hurts?" Fu Shiyu asked softly, pressing the plaster with his fingers and rubbing it gently.

Nan Zhixin looked at Fu Shiyu aggrievedly, wondering if it was too painful, so she wanted to divert her attention.

"Shi Yu, I want to eat the noodles you made." As soon as she took pity on her, her watery eyes began to squeeze tears.

Fu Shi met someone who owed her in the previous life, and when he was wronged, he also felt distressed: "Okay, okay, after putting on the plaster, I will make noodles for you."

"Shi Yu..." Nan Zhixin grabbed his hand and pressed it to her face.

Fu Shiyu leaned over and laughed at her: "The smell of such a stinky plaster is very smelly if you put it on your face!"

Nan Zhixin held Fu Shiyu's hand, and glanced at him: "If it smells like mine, it won't stink."

"Stupid girl is so narcissistic." Fu Shiyu shook his head, holding Nan Zhixin's face in both hands, with a frustrated expression, "You are so hurt, I dare not touch you anymore."

"It's ok." Nan Zhixin lifted the quilt and blinked with a smirk.

So with that invincible cat's paw, she controlled her husband's unique feelings.

Fu Shiyu sighed: "Girl, you are not cute anymore."

"Tell me again..." She could let Shi Yu go, but Maozhuo didn't want to either.

What kind of stormy waves are in the quilt, that is already an hour later.

Nan Zhixin bumped Fu Shiyu's arm with his elbow: "Shiyu, did you agree to cook noodles for me?"

Fu Shiyu hummed: "Oh." The scorching body temperature leaned against him at close range, feeling a little reluctant, "Can you wait a little longer?"

Nan Zhixin supported her wrist, turned her face, and looked into the depths of Fu Shiyu's eyes, "Why?"

Such a far-fetched reason, ready to come out: "The plaster smells too bad."

"That's why you hate me." Nan Zhixin arched into Fu Shiyu's arms, and gently pressed his fingers on the other's shoulders, with a look of pity for me, "The plaster is on my body , you said that the plaster smells bad, didn't you mean me?"

Fu Shiyu stood up decisively: "Young girl seemed to say that the plaster smells very strong just now."

"I said it can be the same as you said." Nan Zhixin flattened her lips and scolded, "Man, you despise me like this."

Fu Shiyu turned over and held him down.

Putting his hands on his temples, he joked, "It's not that I hate you." Looking tenderly at the woman in his arms, her bright and charming face showed a look of flattery, "Silly girl, I should repay you for serving me so much. .”

"Well, why is this so embarrassing?" She said embarrassingly, but she put her hands on the back of the other's head, "Then Mr. Fu, please give me some advice."

Fu Shiyu lowered his head and buried it in her neck, like a breeze blowing in spring.

After a long time, he raised his head, squinted his eyes and asked Nan Zhixin: "Good girl, what kind of noodles are you eating?"

Being teased, Nan Zhixin stretched out her hand to pull the man back, puffing her cheeks angrily: "Even if it's a cat, if you touch it, you have to give it something delicious."