Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

It's over. How could she forget that she slept next to the bed last night? If she turns over, who else will she fall on?

Fu Yuan hurriedly got out of bed and walked over, reaching out to pick her up, looking at her with a bit of a smile: "The bed is so big, why do you insist on sleeping on the edge of it? You even fell off."

Tong Yao was a little dazed after the fall, and when she heard this, she immediately remembered that this person came into the room in the middle of the night last night, and she took care of him until she fell asleep in the middle of the night due to exhaustion.

So she fell, and this person actually laughed at her. She couldn't bear this. She complained with tears in her eyes: "You are too much. You actually laughed at me. I was just taking care of you."

"Woo woo, you're still laughing at me. My arm hurts from the fall and you didn't even ask a question. You're laughing at me. I'm not going to play with you anymore."

Tong Yao struggled to get down, sniffed and snorted: "You have no conscience. I took care of you for half the night last night, wiping you over and over again to help you cool down, and you actually laughed."

Fu Yuan saw that he had angered the other person, so he quickly suppressed his smile and said with a straight face, "Okay, it's my fault. I shouldn't have laughed at you. Thank you for helping me reduce my fever last night."

Seeing his sincere attitude, Tong Yao didn't know what to say.

There were waves of pain in my arm, and I couldn't help but hiss: "It hurts~~~~"

Fu Yuan put the man down and sat him down beside the bed. He went to get the ointment, rolled up his sleeves, and looked at the red and swollen arm in silence. He dipped his fingertips in the ointment and applied it bit by bit.

"I'll be gentler. Your skin is too delicate. You've become like this after just one fall."

"Hehe, it's not your fault."

"Yeah, my bad."

Tong Yao blinked curiously when he said that: "Ah Yuan, you seem a little weird. Did something happen at home, or did something happen to you?"

"You didn't go to the hospital even though you had a fever. You drove here so late at night. What if you got dizzy on the way? That would be very dangerous."

"Also, if you want to come, tell me. It would be better if I could pick you up. Don't do this next time. Do you hear me?"

Fu Yuan felt warm in his heart. After applying the ointment, he was hugged tightly in someone's arms. He took a deep breath and felt more at ease. "Okay, I understand. Even if I had a fever at home, no one would notice me."

"My fake brother is back. They only see him. No one cares if I have a fever."

Tong Yao felt a little uncomfortable when she heard this: "Now that he's back, he's no longer your biological brother. When are you going to tell your family?"

"We still have to keep it a secret. If we keep it a secret, he might find out the truth one day and do something to your family. Didn't you say he wanted the Fu family? Then he would do something to you."

Fu Yuan felt at ease listening to her mumbling.

"It's okay, he can't do anything. I'll ask Su Chen when he comes back. If he has no objection, then I should tell my parents the truth."

"It's time for someone who has taken over someone else's place to give up his position. Honey, you're so soft. Can I hug you again?"

Tong Yao: “……?”

This person changed the subject so quickly that she didn't even have time to react. Well, considering he was a patient, it was okay to give him a hug. It was normal for patients to be a little fragile.

After hesitating for a moment, she reached out and hugged his waist, patting his back to comfort him: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm here."

"If you feel unwell in the future, tell me and I'll take care of you. You can't just bear being sick. It's okay now when you're young, but it will be a problem when you're old."

Fu Yuan hummed, hugged her for a while, and then let go of her hand when he felt more comfortable. "I want to take a shower, honey, come with me."

Tong Yao quickly let go of her hand, took a step back and waved her hand: "No, no need, you wash it yourself, I'll go make you something to eat, do you want porridge or wontons?"

"Wife, I have no strength left after having a fever. If I pass out while taking a bath, I might drown in the bathtub."

"So could you, please, help me out."

"Well...I, let me think about it."

Fu Yuan bent down and moved closer, with a fragile and expectant look in his eyes. His face suddenly became much less aggressive, making people feel reluctant to refuse his request.

Tong Yao couldn't resist and tried to say, "Well, that's just a simple bath. You can't do anything else."

"Ha, of course. I'm a patient, what can I do?"

Also, what can a patient do.

She took his clothes and followed him in. Tong Yao watched him take off his clothes, revealing his broad shoulders, his firm and powerful muscles, and the scent of hormones all over his body.

She couldn't help blushing and didn't dare to look anymore. When she heard the sound of water, she looked over. The man was sitting in the bathtub, his upper body naked, looking at her.

"Wife, can you come and help me?"

"Oh, I'll be right there."

Tong Yao walked over with a towel and scrubbed him carefully: "Is this strength okay? Do you feel dizzy? If you feel uncomfortable, remember to tell me."

Fu Yuan felt the hand on his chest, teasing him. His breathing suddenly became heavy, and he pursed his lips without saying a word.

The people who were working seriously didn't notice at all that the man's eyes were gradually getting darker, sticky and aggressive.

"Hoohoo, it's almost done. You can do the rest yourself."

"Honey, I don't have the strength. You still haven't washed half of it."

Tong Yao blushed and shook her head: "No, no need. It's not convenient for me if you wash your lower body by yourself. I'll wait here. If you feel dizzy, tell me."

Fu Yuan saw her back turned away, a gleam in his eyes, he took the towel and started to clean, and when he was done he called out: "Honey, I'm dizzy, can you help me up?"

"Okay, I'll come right away."

Tong Yao hurriedly reached out to support him, but she felt a strong force and her balance was unstable, so she fell forward and sat on the man's waist, her body soaked by water.