After getting married, he became the favorite of the boss

Fu Yanhe put his whole body weight on her.

Shen Yanhe groaned, and was staggered by him, and the two of them fell on the soft carpet.

When she fell on the carpet, Fu Yanhe's big hands protected the back of her head, preventing her from hurting from the fall.

Shen Yanhe looked at the man covering her.

Fu Yanhe was also looking at her, his eyes were deep and deep, and it was difficult to tell the depth.

Her slender fingers moved slightly, and she held her breath slightly.

This pose...

It's too ambiguous.

"Sorry." Fu Yanhe propped himself on the ground with one hand, his voice was calm, calm: "I didn't stand firmly just now, did you feel pain from the fall?"

"No." Shen Yanhe shook his head slightly, raised his hand to support his chest: "You, you make way to the side first, I will get up first, and then help you."

Such a posture is too close, too dangerous.

Fu Yanhe didn't move.

The man looked at her gravely.

Shen Yanhe inexplicably felt that he was a little unhappy now, couldn't help swallowing, and slightly curled up the slender fingers that fell on his chest: "What, what's wrong?"

Fu Yanhe looked at the uneasy look in the girl's eyebrows, and sighed lightly: "Why are you so stupid?"

"When will I be able to see how much I love you?"

His voice was very soft, with little emotional ups and downs.

But when it fell into Shen Yanhe's ears, her heart pounded, beating fast and heavy.

She subconsciously exerted force on the clothes on his chest, not daring to guess the meaning of his words, but retorted him: "I'm not stupid, I'm very smart."

Fu Yanhe snorted and looked at her inexplicably: "Aren't you stupid?"

"If you're not stupid, you won't be able to see that I like you?"

Shen Yanhe was stunned.

"Do you think that what I just said to the old lady was a joke?"

Fu Yanhe's body sank slightly, his tall and straight body completely covered her petite body, his eyes were dark: "I said I choose you, I want you, it's not a joke, it's my heart."

"But what did you want to tell me just now? Want to divorce me?"

Fu Yanhe was angry and helpless, hating that her elm head was not enlightened at all.

Shen Yanhe's soft white face turned red, her heartbeat was fast and heavy, she pressed against his chest, and stammered: "You, why do you like me..."

Although she did have this idea vaguely before.

However, she still thought that she was being self-indulgent.

It was completely unexpected that Fu Yanhe would really like her.

"Why don't you like you?" He looked at her and asked slowly: "You are beautiful and cute, independent and confident, with good medical skills. Who wouldn't like such a good girl?"

Shen Yanhe blushed like a ripe tomato after being praised by him, and the top of her head was almost steaming.

She always thought that she was a hypocritical, changeable, unfortunate, and very bad person.

I always thought that no one would like her except for the old man, a few seniors, and relatives.

But she didn't expect that she would be liked by others.

Fu Yanhe looked at her dumbfounded appearance, and his heart softened almost to the point of melting.

He couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed her slightly parted lips.

The soft touch made his eyes darken abruptly, and he couldn't help deepening the kiss.

The tip of the tongue is opened, and it goes deep...

Shen Yanhe couldn't help but exert force on his clothes, but she didn't avoid his kiss.

After a kiss.

He withdrew slightly, put his forehead against hers, looked into her confused eyes, and said clearly, word by word: "I will not divorce you, not in this life."

Shen Yanhe panted lightly, her boiling brain calmed down a little, she raised her eyes to look at him: "That won't work."

"You just confessed to me, I haven't promised you yet."

Both she and Fu Yanhe knew that there was no emotional basis for their marriage.

No romance, no bride price, no wedding.

No way, he just told her: I like you.

She just plunged in.

It's not fair to her.

Fu Yanhe looked at her with dark eyes, slightly clenched his hands on the ground, his muscles were a little tense, his thin lips were tightly pursed, hesitating, but he didn't ask the question he had deliberately ignored just now.

Shen Yanhe doesn't like him.

As long as she doesn't like him, even if he says he likes her hundreds of times, it's useless.

Fu Yanhe looked away, and suddenly didn't want to look into her eyes.

Afraid to see that her eyes are still clear, he is the only one who perishes.

The two were silent.

The beating heart in Shen Yanhe's chest gradually calmed down, and the brain that seemed to be on fire just now also gradually calmed down.

Fu Yanhe took a deep breath, his heart was slightly stuffy, and he said indifferently: "I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

As he spoke, he slowly moved to the side and turned over, trying his best not to touch her.

He still has to work hard to make her like him.

But at this moment, Shen Yanhe grabbed his arm, turned over neatly and pressed him under him, straddled his abdominal muscles, and looked down at him.

Fu Yanhe was lying on the carpet, looking at her calmly, but his eyes were getting darker and darker.

"You want to chase me." Shen Yanhe's slender fingers landed on his chest, moving down slowly, her nimble cat pupils narrowed slightly, and there was a bit of charming blush at the end of her eyes.

In front of him, she finally revealed some of her true character.

She laughed: "No one wants to get a wife for nothing if he confesses unilaterally but doesn't pursue someone."

Fu Yanhe felt the little hand moving slowly on his body, his eyes darkened, and his breathing became heavier.

He couldn't help but raised his hand to clasp the troubled little hand, put it on his lips and kissed it, the boredom in his heart disappeared because of her two words.

"So, how long will I have to chase before I can take you home?"

"At least follow up for a few more days."

"How many days?"

She raised her eyebrows: "It depends on your sincerity."

Fu Yanhe let out a muffled laugh, and his belly rose and fell with his laughter, which made Shen Yanhe sit back uncontrollably.

Accidentally, I sat on something that was sleeping.

Fu Yanhe's eyes instantly became deep, and the hand holding her wrist exerted some force.

Shen Yanhe blushed and got up in a hurry: "It's broad daylight, don't be a hooligan."

He looked at her with strong desire in his eyes, but his voice was very calm: "I'm only playing hooligans with you."

Shen Yanhe: "..."

Incredible.

After confessing, this person seemed to have opened some kind of seal.

Even these words can be said.

"Ahem, by the way, I have something to tell you." Shen Yanhe chose to change the subject.

Fu Yanhe put his hands on the ground and sat up: "What's the matter?"

Shen Yanhe briefly told him about going into the laboratory, and finally said: "Xiaohuai's current situation has been stabilized by the c02 drug, but it is always a hidden danger."

"What's more, the c02 medicine is not so easy to get, so I think, according to Xiao Huai's physical condition, we can develop a medicine that can make him fully recover."

"I studied medicine for Xiao Huai." She said with calm eyes and firm expression, "So, I must do my best to save him."