After being transformed into Bai Yueguang, she was spoiled by the boss

Fu Jianzhi's eyes were cold, but there was still a slight smile on his lips: "Don't want him to go to the police station?"

Mu Ruo noticed that Fu Jianzhi's tone was a little dangerous at this time, so she immediately started to flatter him: "...What I mean is, Mr. Fu, you are my idol, and I like you the most."

It is!

Mu Ruo really regretted boasting in front of Fu Jianzhi that she liked Lu Beichen.

If she had known Lu Beichen was so low, she should have lied to him and told him that the person she liked was actually Zhou Jian.

Although Zhou Jian is a little stupid, at least he doesn't make Muruo look like an idiot in terms of emotions.

At this moment, Zhou Jian, who was sitting on the sofa watching a video of a virtuous female anchor cooking and doing housework, generously gave a reward of 10,000 yuan. For some reason, he felt a chill on the back of his head.

Fu Jianzhi looked at her: "What else?"

The atmosphere was so tense that Mu Ruo's girlish heart instantly fluttered. She stood on tiptoe and kissed Fu Jianzhi on the face.

Fu Jianzhi's eyes darkened.

Yes, she actually learned how to seduce.

But the more this happened, the more he didn't want to let Lu Beichen go.

Fu Jianzhi's big hands grasped Muruo's slender waist. She was still wearing a thin tube top, revealing her snow-white and delicate waist. Fu Jianzhi's big hands could completely hold it in his palms.

He lifted Muruo up a little, then bent down and kissed her.

You have to take advantage of it, and Lu Beichen can't let it go.

Not only was Mu Ruo's top very short, but her skirt was also extremely short, the kind that would expose her underwear if she bent over. Fu Jianzhi held Mu Ruo's thigh with one hand and let her hang on his waist.

There was a faint woody scent on Fu Jianzhi's body, which Mu Ruo found quite pleasant. She lay in his arms and sniffed it gently.

At this time, she found that there seemed to be something wrong with his hand. Mu Ruo looked at it curiously and found that the palm of Fu Jianzhi's hand seemed to be cut by something. The wound had not been treated and there was dried blood.

Mu Ruo felt a little distressed: "What's wrong with your hand?"

Fu Jianzhi didn't care about this minor injury: "It's okay."

Mu Ruo is usually a little afraid of seeing blood and wounds. If she has any wounds on her body, she may not feel anything if she doesn't see it, but as long as she sees it, she will feel unbearable pain.

Fu Jianzhi doesn't care about these wounds, but she does.

Even if they don't live together in the future, Mu Ruo will hope that Fu Jianzhi lives a very good life.

Muruo called the hotel front desk and asked someone to send some medicine.

Soon someone knocked on the door and brought a small medicine box.

Mu Ruo took out some alcohol and used a cotton swab to disinfect him. She was a little worried that Fu Jianzhi might feel uncomfortable, so she looked up at him and said, "It will be a little painful. I'll wipe off the dried blood first."

Fu Jianzhi's hands are very beautiful, with distinct joints and slender fingers, which should be very suitable for playing the piano. Mu Ruo slowly wiped the dried blood from the wound, cleaning it bit by bit.

Her movements were careful and gentle.

It is obvious that Muruo does not usually behave in a gentle and virtuous manner.

But I used all my patience on him, treating him as if he were a rare treasure.

Fu Jianzhi lowered his narrow eyes slightly, feeling the slight coolness and pain when the alcohol wiped the wound.

In fact, a little bit of pain is nothing, sometimes the pain is unforgettable.

Mu Ruo noticed Fu Jianzhi's movements and became a little nervous: "Does it hurt a little?"

Fu Jianzhi curled his lips: "It hurts."

Mu Ruo blew on his wound and said, "It's okay. I'll apply some ointment and bandage it up and it will be fine."

After applying the ointment, she tried to be as careful as possible when wrapping the bandage. It was something that could have been done quickly, but Muruo took a long time to do it.

She looked at the neatly wrapped bandage with satisfaction and felt that she was really great.

If a star becomes unemployed due to being suppressed by capital in the future, she can still study for a few years and switch to nursing.

Another career path has been expanded!

Mu Ruo was feeling complacent. She was worried that Fu Jianzhi would get the wound wet when he washed his hands and took a shower, so she carefully wrapped it with a layer of waterproof stickers.

Muruo raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes sparkling: "Look, am I very virtuous?"

Fu Jianzhi touched her face and said, "Not bad."

Mu Ruo muttered softly: What do you mean not bad? She is just super awesome!

"I'll give you a gift as a reward."

Muruo: "What?"

Fu Jianzhi took out a black card from his wallet and handed it to her.

Muruo has actually seen some black cards from domestic banks. Apart from the fact that the cards are black and have more benefits and limits, they are no different from other credit cards.

But Fu Jianzhi's black and gold card looked very textured, the English letters and patterns on it were also very special, and there were also strange dark patterns, so much so that Mu Ruo did not realize at first that this was actually a credit card.

Fu Jianzhi said nonchalantly: "Just swipe it."

Mu Ruo knew that when Fu Jianzhi said that the card could be used at will, he really meant it, and the credit card limit must be quite high.

But she knew that the best thing in the world could also become the worst thing.

For example, this card can be an unlimited black card that can be used to buy many things, or it can be alimony given to Muruo, the ex-wife, after divorce.

Muruo followed him like a little tail: "There must be conditions, right? Are you——"

Are you going to drive her away?

Fu Jianzhi opened the bathroom door: "I'm going to take a shower, why are you following me?"

Mu Ruo spread his hands to cover his eyes: "I won't peek."

Fu Jianzhi saw her eyelashes fluttering gently through her fingers. He took her wrists away and raised his hands to pinch her face.

So thick-skinned.

But her cheeks feel soft when pinched.

Mu Ruo still felt a little embarrassed, and quietly went back to change into pajamas.

Special edition pajamas provided by Sister Huo.

After staying up late today, Mu Ruo was really sleepy, but she still insisted on waiting for Fu Jianzhi to come back before going to bed.

After a while, he turned off a few lights, leaving only the night light beside the bed, threw back the quilt and went to bed to rest.

Mu Ruo came over and said, "Why don't you get a room for yourself when you're on a business trip?"

Logically speaking, the hotel should reserve the presidential suite for Fu Jianzhi.

Fu Jianzhi held her shoulders and said, "Save money."

A thin light-colored sash was hung on her shoulders, and a layer of gauze was barely visible through it. One could even see the outline of her figure, and her snow-white skin looked particularly delicate.

If Fu Jianzhi used a little force with his big hands, some deep and shallow marks would be left on her body.

Fu Jianzhi's eyes darkened: "What are you wearing?"

Mu Ruo lowered her eyes guiltily: "Nice pajamas."

The Blue and White Awards will be presented tomorrow, and Muruo will definitely wear a dress to attend.

Fu Jianzhi didn't want to make her look embarrassed.

In his eyes, Muruo was actually a very delicate little girl who would break at the slightest touch, and she couldn't be tossed around too hard even in bed.

Fu Jianzhi was wearing the hotel's black bathrobe, and he wrapped the gray shirt he had just taken off around Mu Ruo.

She had frail shoulders and was much smaller than he was, so his shirt looked like a skirt on her.

The shirt was originally ironed without any wrinkles, and only had the scent of wood incense and men's perfume in his wardrobe, but after she put it on, both of her hands were hidden in the sleeves. He rolled up Muruo's sleeves slightly and pulled her hands out, and the shirt instantly became wrinkled a lot.

Fu Jianzhi really didn't like seeing Mu Ruo actively seducing herself for other men.

The more she did this, the more Fu Jianzhi wanted to make Lu Beichen suffer.

Muruo was really confused.

According to Sister Huo's script, Fu Jianzhi should be kissing and hugging her on the bed.

But Fu Jianzhi didn't follow Sister Huo's routine at all.

Mu Ruo felt that he had been proactive enough!

Any narcissistic man would feel that Mu Ruo loves him to death.

She tilted her head to look at Fu Jianzhi, having no idea where she had gone wrong.

Fu Jianzhi covered her eyes with his big hands and turned off the bedside night light: "Go to sleep."