Did your ex-husband propose to remarry today?

Fang Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this, but she didn't know if Gong Jingxing's joke was too serious, after a while she felt that the heat on her cheeks hadn't subsided.

Although there were some unpleasant episodes today, at any rate they passed through without any risk, so when she got off work, Fang Qinghuan was in a good mood. Maybe it was because she read too many documents today, she always felt a little sick. Tired, eyelids a little heavy.

The journey home was not too far away, in order not to let herself fall asleep in the car, Fang Qinghuan rolled down the car window, feeling the slightly scorching wind of Xia Ye caressing her face.

Her soft hair was gently blown by the breeze, around her eyebrows, across the cheeks of the man behind her, the numb feeling spread from the pores of Gong Jingxing's face to his heart, so much so that he My heart skipped a beat.

Turning his head, Gong Jingxing's eyes stopped on Fang Qinghuan's side face. The two of them got along like this, and his deep love for her seemed to be enough to support the two of them for the rest of their lives.

The first thing Fang Qinghuan did when she returned home was to collapse on the sofa, close her eyes, and her humming voice sounded: "Sit down for a while, I'm too tired, rest for a while before making dinner. "

After Fang Qinghuan's voice fell, she buried her head in the pillow.

Seeing Fang Qinghuan's tired face, Gong Jingxing couldn't bear it, let alone let her work hard to make dinner, so he put on his apron and moved towards the kitchen.

After being busy in the kitchen for a while, a meal that was not rich but not simple was presented in front of his eyes. After clapping his palms with satisfaction, he looked towards the living room: "Qing Huan , dinner is ready."

Just when Gong Jingxing was about to wait for Fang Qinghuan's compliment, there was no response from the living room, so Gong Jingxing called out again: "Fang Qinghuan..."

Fang Qinghuan's sleep has always been very shallow, so after receiving no response one after another, the expression on Gong Jingxing's face gradually became serious. Realizing that something was wrong, he turned the wheelchair and moved towards the living room past.

As soon as he moved to Fang Qinghuan's side, he clearly felt the heat coming from her body. He quickly stretched out the back of his hand and placed it on her forehead. Feeling her scorching body temperature, Gong Jingxing withdrew his hand unexpectedly. , everything was telling him that Fang Qinghuan had a high fever.

"I'll get you the medicine." After the voice fell, Gong Jingxing turned around and was about to go to the last drawer of the TV cabinet to get the first-aid kit. At this moment, he felt the force on his wrist.

"Don't go..."

With a "bang", Gong Jingxing fell to the ground along with the wheelchair.

The pain coming from his lower back made his brows furrow uncontrollably. Perhaps his strength was too heavy, so even Fang Qinghuan was dragged and fell to the ground by him.

Fang Qinghuan gradually became aware of the pain of hitting the ground. She slowly opened her eyes, but what she saw was the picture of Gong Jingxing lying on the ground in pain. Her brows frowned because of this, and her voice of worry followed. It rang: "Are you okay?"

The deep voice brought back Gong Jingxing's thoughts, and seeing Fang Qinghuan slightly opened his eyes, Gong Jingxing breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm fine, you're about to have a fever, take your medicine quickly."

Because Gong Jingxing fell a certain distance, he just managed to get to the first aid kit and successfully got the antipyretic medicine.

"Thirsty." At this moment, after Fang Qinghuan pursed his lips, a hoarse voice sounded.

"what!"

Opening her eyes early in the morning, she met Shang Gong Jingxing's eyes and looked at her eyes. Fang Qinghuan was so startled that she straightened up and sat up straight. After she straightened her chest and took a breath, her voice sounded: " Why did you get up so early?"

It was Fang Qinghuan who underestimated Gong Jingxing, folded his arms, Gong Jingxing sat upright and looked at the nonchalant woman in front of him: "It's not that I got up early, it's that I didn't sleep at all last night."

"Didn't sleep?" Fang Qinghuan raised the decibel when he heard this: "What's wrong? Did something happen?"

Fang Qinghuan's way of knowingly asking Gong Jingxing made Gong Jingxing a little helpless, and he didn't know how to tell Fang Qinghuan that it was her sentence "I don't feel good at all" last night that has been haunting him until now.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Seeing that Gong Jingxing didn't answer for a long time, Fang Qinghuan's questioning voice rang out again.

Pressing the position of his temple, Gong Jingxing shook his head, and a deep voice sounded: "Forget it, it's nothing, let's have breakfast, I've already made it."

After the voice fell, Gong Jingxing moved towards the dining table. Seeing that Gong Jingxing still had the energy to go out to buy breakfast, Fang Qinghuan knew that there was nothing serious about Gong Jingxing, so she hurriedly followed.

Although Gong Jingxing didn't sleep all night last night, he only lay down on the sofa in the office for more than half of the morning before starting to guide Fang Qinghuan's work again.

"Have you figured out the company's operation process?" Gong Jingxing's questioning voice sounded, and at the same time, he turned the wheelchair and moved towards Fang Qinghuan's direction. After closing one of the folders, Fang Qinghuan nodded slightly at Gong Jingxing : "It's almost there, but some details are still unclear."

"What don't you understand?" Gong Jingxing's voice moved to Fang Qinghuan's side at the same time.

Fang Qinghuan marked the things that were not clear with red pen, so when she handed over the document, Gong Jingxing could see the problem at a glance.

"Here, it's like this..."

"Concentrate." Gong Jingxing's hot and humid tone brought Fang Qinghuan back to her senses. After scratching the back of her head in embarrassment, she stopped her gaze on the folder again.

Gong Jingxing was very familiar with the company's business process, and the way she explained it to Fang Qinghuan made her understand at a glance, so Fang Qinghuan quickly received the information he sent.

"Do you understand now?" Looking at Fang Qinghuan's profile, Gong Jingxing's searching voice sounded.

"Understood." Fang Qinghuan nodded suddenly.

"It's almost here today." When Gong Jingxing said this, he helped Fang Qinghuan put away the documents on the table.

"But there are still two hours until the off-duty time." Fang Qinghuan's doubtful voice rang out after glancing at the time on the phone screen.

"We have more important things to do." When Gong Jingxing's voice sounded, he raised his eyebrows at Fang Qinghuan.

"More important things?" Fang Qinghuan murmured without asking further questions. As for what it was, she would know later when she went out with Gong Jingxing.

Gong Jingxing took Fang Qinghuan into the car, and Chen Jiu directly parked the car at the gate of China Overseas International.

"What are we doing here?" Looking around, Fang Qinghuan's doubtful voice sounded.

"Tonight to see my father-in-law and mother-in-law, I have to buy some decent gifts." Gong Jingxing's voice made Fang Qinghuan suddenly realize that there were too many things going on recently, and she almost forgot that Fang Zhentian called to ask them to go home for dinner tonight things.

Thinking of this, Fang Qinghuan felt lucky. She thought she should be content with a man who cared so much about his family's affairs.

Gong Jingxing had a good eye for picking gifts, so Fang Qinghuan didn't worry too much.

"Is there anything you need to buy?" Gong Jingxing turned his head slightly, and looked in the direction of Qinghuan behind him.

Fang Qinghuan looked up at the underwear store in front of her, then waved her hands again and again.

Although Fang Qinghuan's movement was very small, it still passed into Gong Jingxing's eyes. Following Fang Qinghuan's line of sight, what appeared in his eyes was also that she had just glanced at the shop.

Seeing Gong Jingxing raised his eyebrows slightly, he understood where the embarrassment on Fang Qinghuan's face came from.

After a slightly imperceptible upward arc was wiped from the corner of his mouth, Gong Jingxing's voice sounded: "Since they're all here, let's go in and have a look."

"Look... what are you looking at?" I didn't know that my little action just now fell into Gong Jingxing's eyes, so Fang Qinghuan was puzzled at this moment.

"What were you looking at just now, let's watch now." At this moment, Gong Jingxing's burning gaze was looking at the underwear store in front of him, and it was only at this moment that Fang Qinghuan realized that it was Gong Jingxing who caught her little eyes.

She smiled awkwardly at Gong Jingxing and then waved her hands again and again: "Well... I just looked at it casually, and didn't intend to buy it." Fang Qinghuan has the habit of buying underwear regularly, and it's almost the same in recent days. But it was really impossible for her to let Gong Jingxing accompany her to choose such intimate underwear.

"Who will read it if you don't want to buy it? What's the matter with us? Are you still afraid of this?" Gong Jingxing pulled Fang Qinghuan into the underwear store with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, Chen Jiu looked at the shop where Gong Jingxing and Fang Qinghuan entered, feeling a bit in a dilemma. After looking around and clearing his throat and coughing twice, he chose to turn his back as if he didn't know Gong Jingxing and Fang Qinghuan.

"Hi sir, miss, may I help you?" Fang Qinghuan knew when the waiter warmly greeted her that there was probably no way out today.

"Recommend a size that suits her." After Gong Jingxing's voice fell, the waiter began to look at Fang Qinghuan.

At the same time, the waiter's voice rang again: "May I ask what style does Miss like? Or... what style does Mr. like?"

The waiter's ambiguous eyes and ambiguous voice made Fang Qinghuan almost want to find a crack in the ground to sneak in. Fang Qinghuan didn't know how to answer this question, so at the moment of her silence, Gong Jingxing's voice rang out unexpectedly. Get up: "Subtle and a little sexy."

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"Okay." At the moment when Fang Qinghuan was astonished, the waiter's ambiguous eyes moved around the two of them, and then cheerfully began to choose styles for Fang Qinghuan.