Sweet spoiled wife: Mr. Fu spoiled his wife too much

"Um... please come in..."

Gu Xiaoman closed the door suspiciously, turned around and saw that Fu Wenyao had already sat down on the sofa.

He changed into beige home clothes, his posture was lazy, his long legs were stretched and bent, he was luxurious and lazy, but he was unexpectedly tainted with fireworks.

Gu Xiaoman was severely amazed, and looked a little lost in thought.

Catching the astonishment in her eyes, Fu Wenyao hooked his lips, and the smile flashed across his eyes.

"Are you going to stand there forever?"

Gu Xiaoman suddenly came back to his senses, he couldn't believe that he was stunned by Fu Wenyao, it was really embarrassing.

She sat down opposite Fu Wenyao with a blushing face, and her hands on her knees were unconsciously churned together.

Seeing the medicated oil on the table, her face turned redder, and she stumbled to explain: "The medicated oil...I..."

She was ashamed and embarrassed, the heat on her face rose, and the blush spread all the way down. Fu Wenyao's eyes froze for a moment on her pink collarbone, and saw the looming blush, and said in a low voice: "Change clothes first."

Gu Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously glanced down, only to realize that the nightgown had loosened at some point, and half of the fullness in front of the neckline had been exposed.

With a "buzz" in his head, Gu Xiaoman stood up, pulled his nightgown and rushed into the cloakroom, closing the door with a "bang".

She leaned against the door with a blushing face, almost suffocating in shame.

God!Mr. Fu probably didn't think she was trying to seduce him...

Looking at herself in the mirror with a flushed face and disheveled nightgown, she patted her face, thought about Xiao Yi's cute face in her heart, and finally calmed down.

After quickly changing into a set of pajamas that were divided into upper and lower suits, Gu Xiaoman sat down on the sofa again in embarrassment, with his hands on his knees, and he was extremely obedient.

Glancing at Fu Wenyao who was drinking tea, Gu Xiaoman thought about it and asked, "Mr. Fu, what can you do?"

The teacup made a "ding" sound when it came into contact with the table, Gu Xiaoman's heart trembled, she subconsciously shrank her feet, and accidentally pulled her ankle, she frowned in pain, and forcibly suppressed the painful cries on the tip of her tongue.

As soon as Fu Wenyao raised his eyes, he saw Gu Xiaoman's pale face.

She huddled in the sofa, carefully looking at her red and swollen ankle, her brows were tightly frowned, obviously in severe pain, she bit her lower lip unconsciously, with a look of patience.

Fu Wenyao's heart twitched suddenly, and he stretched out his hand following the original intention of his body. When he recovered, he had carefully placed Gu Xiaoman's ankle on his leg.

"Hiss... Mr. Fu..."

Although Fu Wenyao was very careful, his ankle was still involved, and Gu Xiaoman was in so much pain that tears were about to come out, feeling a sense of grievance.

Fu Wenyao let go of his hand and frowned, "It will be better after taking the medicine."

Medication?

Glancing at the slender palm that was about to open the medicated oil, Gu Xiaoman was startled, but he didn't care about the pain, and quickly wanted to withdraw his foot.

Just when he moved a little, his calf was grabbed, and Gu Xiaoman's face flushed red with anxiety.

"Mr. Fu, I can just apply the medicine myself."

"do not move."

Fu Wenyao gave her a cold look before letting go.

Through the thin home clothes, the scorching heat spread to the soles of the feet, all the way into the heart, Gu Xiaoman blushed and froze in place, not daring to move.

Fu Wenyao poured the medicated oil into his palm and rubbed his hands a few more times, with skillful and professional movements.

Gu Xiaoman was stunned for a moment. Could it be that Fu Wenyao is actually a doctor?