After the divorce, the three gangsters doted on me

Turning around, I saw that Qiao Anhao had already hugged his hand with both hands.

Fu Yanmo's face was cold, and he wanted to take his hand out of Qiao Anhao's.

This woman, who was dishonest when she was sick, actually wanted to touch him.

He tried a little harder to pull his hand out of Qiao Anhao's arms.

Qiao Anhao sensed that he was going to leave, so she pulled hard, pulled his hand to her head, and put it under her head as a pillow.

Fu Yanmo: "..."

For a moment, he didn't know whether to say that Qiao An was desperate or that she was very good at seduction.

Is this woman probably forgetting who he is in her sleep?

Fu Yanmo's memory of his wife is not very deep. I don't know if he has the experience of being held by someone as a pillow, but other than his ex-wife, no one else dared to treat him like this.

Not to mention treating his hands as pillows, even approaching him would tremble.

Which person who came here to get close to him wouldn't treat him like a god?

Qiao Anhao was the only one who avoided him, choked him up from time to time, kept silent after sleeping with him, and now came to hold his hand again.

She's an amazing woman.

Fu Yanmo hesitated for a moment, and missed the opportunity to pull his hand out.

Now his hand is under her head, fearing that if she twitches, she will wake up.

"Fu Yanmo, you are not human."

Just when Fu Yanmo's expression eased up and his feelings for Qiao Anhao got better, Qiao Anhao in his sleep started talking nonsense again.

She was resting on someone's hand, her eyes were closed, her small mouth didn't seem to be open, and she didn't know what she was talking about.

Her expression looked aggrieved, and even her tone was a little pitiful.

Fu Yanmo's heart skipped a beat, and he bent down to listen to what she was saying.

But Qiao Anhao kept whispering in silence except for the sentence that scolded him for being inhuman. Even Fu Yanmo, who was close to her, couldn't hear her voice clearly.

As she spoke, she took his hand and rubbed it on her face, as if she was acting like a baby.

Fu Yanmo remained motionless.

Fu Yanmo, who was about to pull his hand out, stopped, but unexpectedly, he sat next to Qiao Anhao and let the other party hold his hand.

Qiao An didn't know whether he sensed that he didn't intend to leave or what was going on, so he pulled his hand a little further in the same position as before.

She seemed to be sleeping very comfortably.

After all, Fu Yanmo still couldn't bear to pull out his hand, and kept watching her quietly beside the bed.

After a long time, Qiao Anhao still didn't want to let go.

Even the grip became tighter and tighter, even turning around to grab his hand.

After a while, she found a comfortable position and her brows relaxed.

Qiao Anhao was finally at peace, and she didn't mutter anything anymore.

Fu Yanmo was silent for a long time before reaching out and turning off the light.

It was pitch black in the room, and it seemed that his eyes were as calm as water.

The next morning, Qiao Anhao woke up first.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Fu Yanmo in front of her.

The moment she saw him, Qiao Anhao's pupils dilated, wondering if she was dreaming.

She closed her eyes, then opened them again.

It was Fu Yanmo's face that came into view.

Now, Qiao An knew it was true.

She saw that she was still holding Fu Yanmo's hand, and pressed his hand to her head in a very intimate posture.

She quickly bounced back a long way.

Is she crazy or is Fu Yanmo crazy?
Is this still Fu Yanmo?
Based on Qiao Anhao's understanding of Fu Yanmo, she even felt that Fu Yanmo was in a good mood if he didn't kill her when she pulled her to him. How could he let her hold her?

The movement of her retreat woke Fu Yanmo awake.

Fu Yanmo opened his eyes and looked at her lightly.

Seeing her staring at him as if she saw something terrible, Fu Yanmo deliberately retracted his hand, shook his already stiff hand, and looked at her leisurely.

"Yes, sorry."

Qiao Anhao was very ashamed.

She held Fu Yanmo's hand and slept all night last night, making his hand numb.

After speaking, I noticed that my mouth was a little sticky.

She opened her eyes wide and touched her mouth.

Could it be that the drooling flowed into Fu Yanmo's hands?
Qiao Anhao quickly took Fu Yanmo's hand, and carefully checked the marks of saliva on his sleeve.

It looked and looked, and found that there was not.

Just breathed a sigh of relief.

She put Fu Yanmo's arm down, and when she looked up, she saw Fu Yanmo looking at her with a funny smile.

Qiao Anhao's face turned red all of a sudden.

She quickly sat up straight and defended herself: "What are you laughing at? I'm afraid that I will leave some marks on Mr. Fu's noble hands and make Mr. Fu unhappy. This is for Mr. Fu's sake."

Fu Yanmo looked at her, noncommittal.

"Why are you here?"

Only then did Qiao Anhao realize that, according to Fu Yanmo's personality, even if she was sent to the hospital, it wouldn't make sense to spend the night with her.

Besides...

Qiao Anhao looked around.

Besides, there is no trace of the toffee, since the toffee is not here, it means that Fu Yanmo did not stay because of the toffee.

Fu Yanmo stared at her: "What do you think?"

"I-I'm not the one who left you behind, am I?"

"Otherwise, why are you holding my hand?" He looked at Qiao Anhao: "Or, you have been keeping me away from you on the surface, but in fact, you always want me to stay in your heart, so you hold me I don't want to let go of my hand."

Qiao Anhao became angry from embarrassment: "It's true that I'm pulling you, but even if it's not you, I will pull it. I'm already in a coma. How can I tell who is who?"

Fu Yanmo nodded.

Just take what Qiao Anhao said, right?

Anyway, last night he heard Qiao Anhao calling out his name, Fu Yanmo.

The words "Zhao Zhenyan" did not appear from the beginning to the end.

Fu Yanmo stood up: "Since you are awake, I will leave first, there are still some things in the company waiting for me to deal with."

He straightened his suit and straightened his tie.

Joan nodded.

Originally, she was very reluctant to see Fu Yanmo, but it was Fu Yanmo who sent her to the hospital anyway, so it would be bad to target him at this time.

Moreover, when she woke up and saw Fu Yanmo, she had a very strange feeling.

It's like going back to two years ago.

Thinking of this, Qiao Anhao shook her head.

She pressed her face with her hands: "Qiao Anhao, what are you thinking? Are you crazy?"

Still thinking about what happened two years ago.

Fu Yanmo doesn't know your identity now. If he knows, it's not clear whether he will use the method he used two years ago to deal with you.

Qiao Anhao's heart sank.

At this moment, Fu Yanmo, who was walking to the door, stopped suddenly.

He turned his head with a cold expression and deep eyes.

"By the way." Fu Yanmo said: "If you have anything to do, you can contact me. You are Toffee's friend, and you can barely be regarded as my friend."

Fu Yanmo pretended to be cold and said.