He lured her deep into his trap, using both overt and covert methods to seduce her.

The moment she uttered those words, she was startled and so embarrassed that she wanted to disappear into the ground.

Fu Lu paused in his actions, looked up to meet Song Zhi's gaze, and said with a smile, "What did you say?"

Song Zhi blushed and waved her hands repeatedly, "No, I didn't say anything."

Fu Lu smiled and said, "That's fine."

Before Song Zhi could react, Fu Lu stood up and squatted down beside her feet, pressing down on her legs.

Song Zhi stared at him blankly: "What, what are you doing?"

Fu Lu didn't speak, but his fingers gently kneaded and pressed the soles of Song Zhi's feet from time to time.

Song Zhi lowered her eyes slightly and gazed quietly at Fu Lu, who was intently massaging her feet.

Looking at his serious expression, for some reason, I felt a surge of warmth and affection.

After a while, Song Zhi spoke softly, "Ninth Brother, why did you suddenly confess to me?"

Song Zhi spoke softly, breaking the silence between the two.

Fu Lu paused slightly, his gaze falling on Song Zhi's face, a doting smile playing on his lips: "Why so many questions? If you've thought it through, then do it."

Song Zhi muttered under her breath, "But she hasn't put on makeup yet, she's still wearing pajamas, and she's soaking her feet. This doesn't seem like a good time at all."

Fu Lu chuckled softly, "It's a good time."

Song Zhi retorted softly, "No way! I shouldn't have agreed."

"You can't run away even if you don't agree."

Song Zhiwei was taken aback, then realized what she meant and exclaimed, "So the moment you came in, you rushed to give me a foot bath because you were worried I'd take the opportunity to run away?"

Fu Lu smiled slightly, revealing a row of clean, even teeth, and nodded frankly, replying, "Yes, that's only one reason."

Song Zhi snorted softly, muttering under her breath, "You already said it just now, you were afraid I'd run away."

"You can say that, whatever makes you happy."

As she spoke, she picked up the towel that had been placed aside, lifted Song Zhi's foot, and wiped the water off her foot.

After finishing, Song Zhi withdrew her foot and whispered a thank you.

No sooner had she finished speaking than Fu Lu suddenly leaned in and pinned Song Zhi to the sofa.

Song Zhi was instantly overshadowed by the tall figure, and the tiny girl huddled on the sofa.

She was a little confused, blinking as she looked at the man in front of her: "Ninth Brother, what are you going to do now?"

"relative."

The next second, the man's cold and handsome face loomed large in front of her, and his warm lips touched hers.

Song Zhi's pupils suddenly widened.

This kiss was unlike the previous one, which was only a fleeting touch.

Song Zhi panicked and tried to push the person away, but she couldn't budge them no matter what she did.

Well!

"Fu, Fu Lu, stop..."

Fu Lu seemed not to hear her and kissed her forcefully.

Those large, hot hands firmly held Song Zhi's hand against his chest, forcing her to accept the kiss.

Fu Lu kissed her deeply and fiercely, leaving Song Zhi almost breathless.

Her whole body slumped onto the sofa, and her resistance was drowned out by the passionate kiss.

In his hazy state of consciousness, Fu Lu finally released her and gently bit her slightly swollen lips, his voice barely audible.

"Song Xiaozhi, no one can stop her..."

Block what?

Song Zhi looked completely bewildered.

Before Fu Lu could finish speaking, he suddenly seemed to lose his support and his entire body tilted straight towards Song Zhi.

The next second, Song Zhi felt a heavy weight suddenly press down on her.

She instinctively reached out and shoved Fu Lu, anxiously calling out, "Fu Lu, what's wrong? Get up!"

But no matter how she called out or pushed him, Fu Lu didn't react at all, just lying quietly on her body without moving.

Song Zhi became increasingly flustered. She quickly reached out another hand and gently patted Fu Lu's cheek, trying to wake him up.

But when her fingertips touched Fu Lu's face, she immediately felt an astonishing heat emanating from his face.

Song Zhi was startled, realizing that Fu Lu had developed a high fever.

It took a lot of effort for Song Zhi to finally push Fu Lu off her.

She quickly stood up, bent down and gently patted Fu Lu's cheek again, and whispered, "Ninth Brother, wake up, you have a cold."

After a long while, Fu Lu finally slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze was somewhat unfocused. He first casually glanced at Song Zhi in front of him, then suddenly reached out and pulled Song Zhi tightly into his arms.

Hug me...

Fu Lu's voice sounded soft and weak, as if he had no strength at all, and his burning chin rested on Song Zhirou's delicate shoulder.

Song Zhi hugged Fu Lu anxiously and said softly, "You have a fever, we need to go to the hospital right away. Can you try to stand up?"

However, Fu Lu only gave a mumbled response and then remained unresponsive, like a lump of mud.

A sense of helplessness welled up in Song Zhi's heart. If Fu Lu refused to cooperate, she alone would not be able to get this tall man to the hospital.

Just then, the crisp sound of an electronic lock unlocking came from the entrance hall.

Song Zhi panicked instantly and instinctively tried to break free from Fu Lu's embrace to keep a certain distance from him.

But to her surprise, Fu Lu seemed to have sensed her intentions. He tightened his arms, held her waist tightly, and pressed her firmly into his arms.

"Zhizhi, don't go..."

Fu Lu's deep, hoarse voice rang in Song Zhi's ears, carrying a hint of pleading.

Song Zhi blushed instantly, too embarrassed to know what to do.

She looked up in a panic at the entrance and felt a little embarrassed when she saw Fu Ya come in.

When Fu Ya saw Song Zhi there, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she didn't show it much and went in to change her shoes.

Song Zhi forced a couple of dry laughs and quickly explained, "Sister Fu Ya, Ninth Brother has a fever. I was planning to escort him to the hospital, but I didn't expect you to arrive so just in time. It's so kind of you. Please lend me a hand."

After hearing this, Fu Ya sighed deeply, shook her head and said, "I knew this would happen. Don't worry, I've already contacted the family doctor in advance, so you don't need to go to the hospital."

Not long after, the family doctor rushed over, helped him to the bedroom, opened the medical kit, took out a thermometer, and took Fu Lu's temperature.

Song Zhi stood quietly by the bed, her gaze fixed on the man whose face was flushed red from a high fever, her worry undisguised.

Just then, Fu Ya suddenly broke the silence in the room and said, "Come out with me for a moment."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi slowly raised her eyes to look at Fu Ya, then nodded obediently and followed Fu Ya out of the bedroom with her head down.

The two remained silent after entering the living room.

Before Song Zhi could even ask, Fu Ya's indifferent and cold voice came through: "Do you know why Lao Jiu caught a cold and had such a high fever?"