Difficult ex-wife

"Brother Fu, are you thirsty? Let's drink some juice first, freshly squeezed, and drink some to supplement vitamins." Ye Fu walked in with a glass of juice, her beautiful eyes fell on the drip, but she was dazzled by the red rose below .

Fu Nancen looked back, coughed lightly, and didn't answer.

Ye Fu walked very slowly, until she reached the bedside, her twinkling eyes fell on Fu Nancen.

He looked similar to her when she left in the morning, Jun's face was a little pale, and his lips were a little chapped, but it didn't detract from his handsomeness at all, and even added a little more morbid beauty.

His pair of deep black pupils were half closed, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly, casting a fan-shaped shadow in his eyes.

"Brother Fu..."

"Yefu..."

Fu Nancen raised her eyes to meet Ye Fu's gaze, she was defeated in a second and moved away.

A strange embarrassment spread.

This has never happened before.

"Brother Fu, let me pull out the needle for you first." Ye Fu said.

"it is good."

Ye Fu bent down and reached out to the back of his needled hand.

When the skin touched, both of them were shocked.

"Brother Fu, does it hurt?" Ye Fu was stunned, she hadn't touched the needle yet.

"It's a little... numb." He raised his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on the neckline of Ye Fu's skirt. Although it was not low, he still vaguely saw the traces he left last night, which made it... more embarrassing.

"Be patient." Ye Fu said as she skillfully pulled out the needle, then took off the IV bottle and put it away.

Fu Nancen seemed to have thought of something. Ye Fu's parents were seriously ill one after another, and he, who was in a vegetable state at the time, took care of them all the year round. No wonder he was so skilled just now.

"Drink some juice, the rice porridge will be ready soon, I'm going to cook some side dishes now, and you can rest for a while."

Fu Nancen responded, but sat up, lifted the quilt, and was about to get out of bed.

I don't know if he was dizzy or if he had been lying down for a long time. When he came up together, his body swayed.

Ye Fu stretched out her hand almost out of conditioned reflex to help him.

The two were startled again.

"I want to go to the bathroom." The fragrance of her hair penetrated into his nostrils, a sweet and fruity fragrance, just like hers.

Ye Fu supported his arm, looked down at the road.

Fu Nancen was half a head taller than her, so she could only see the top of her shiny hair, but couldn't see her expression clearly.

In fact, his feet just went numb just now, and he didn't need her support at all, but somehow he didn't want to push her away, so that's fine.

All the way to the bathroom door.

"Ye Fu, are you blaming me?" He held the door frame and asked her in a low voice without letting her follow in.

Ye Fu understood that what he was asking this time was about last night, she shook her head, and whispered, "You're drunk, so stop drinking from now on, it's all over."

Fu Nancen frowned slightly. This answer seemed familiar. It seemed that he told her the same way at Ye's house not long ago, but the identities were switched.

"But I still have to thank you for saving me last night. I owe you a big favor." He said.

"You've also saved me many times, so let's make it even." Ye Fu took a step back, "I'll go to the kitchen to check the porridge. Call me if you need anything."

Before Fu Nancen could speak, Ye Fu hurriedly left the master bedroom.

Watching her slender back leave, Fu Nancen breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn't felt such emotions in many years. Embarrassment was mixed with a strange feeling. He used to regard Ye Fu as his younger sister. In this marriage that came unexpectedly for him Here he can face her calmly, and he has a clear conscience.

But now he really has unreasonable thoughts about her, and even put it into action, which makes him no longer able to treat her with the attitude he had before!

No matter how she and Zhao Jin are, this marriage must be divorced, so he can only compensate her materially, that's the only way!
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Half an hour later, Fu Nancen took a shower and sat at the dining table.

Ye Fu served him rice porridge, and put a few dishes of side dishes in front of him.

It looks appetizing.

"Brother Fu, after you finish eating, put the bowls and chopsticks away, I'll clean them up tomorrow," Ye Fu said.

"Are you leaving now?" Fu Nancen asked in surprise when she saw that she had taken off her apron and was about to leave with a side bag.

"Well, I can still catch the last bus now."

There were no toiletries for her in the apartment, and it was not easy to keep them anymore. She planned to go home.

"Ye Fu." Fu Nancen put down the chopsticks in his hand, and the few traces of appetite aroused by seeing the side dishes disappeared in an instant.

"Brother Fu, is there anything else?" Ye Fu had already walked to the entrance, ready to change her shoes.

"Tonight...stay here." He hesitated, and said, "It's not safe to go out so late, I can't drive you now."

"Brother Fu, I often take the bus on this route, so there is no danger."

"Ye Fu, I may still get sick tonight." His thin lips moved, his big hands on the table were slightly clenched, and his Adam's apple rolled, "Can I stay?"

As soon as Ye Fu came to her mouth, the words "I have put the medicine on the bedside table for you" were stuck in her throat. She couldn't see Fu Nancen's expression, but she thought, yes, Brother Fu is a patient, so it is true to let him stay here alone. It's a bit pitiful, if the drowning incident happened last night, it would be so unbearable every day.

"Forget it, be careful on the way, and send me a message when you get home." Probably seeing that she didn't respond, he thought it was embarrassing, so he had to change his words. He wanted to tell her to call Zhao Jin to pick her up, but now he suddenly didn't want to Mention Zhao Jin.

Ye Fu took a deep look at him, put on her shoes, and left.

Hearing the sound of the door opening and closing, Fu Nancen leaned back in his chair, and an unexplainable feeling filled his heart faintly...

I don't know how long it took.

There was a sound of opening the door, breaking the dead silence in the room.

Fu Nancen pulled back his thoughts, turned his head to look, and was surprised to find that Ye Fu came back with a bag from the convenience store.

Ye Fu changed her shoes again, walked in, and looked at the dining table.

The rice porridge and side dishes have not been touched at all.

"Brother Fu, isn't it to your liking? Eat something if you're sick." Ye Fu frowned and said, "How about I cook noodles for you."

Seeing Ye Fu enter the open kitchen again, Fu Nancen sat there in a daze, with complicated thoughts in his heart.

Didn't she go back?
"Brother Fu, you can only eat clear soup noodles now." Ye Fu went to get the ingredients.

"Don't be too busy, I'll just have porridge, it was a little hot just now." Fu Nancen said, picking up the chopsticks again.

Ye Fu saw that he had already started to drink porridge, so she stopped fussing and just prepared the ingredients for tomorrow morning.

"Where did you go just now?" He asked casually.

"Go to the convenience store opposite to buy toiletries." She figured it out. Even if she wanted to divorce, she would feel wronged in her heart, but the Fu family was really good to her. The foreign debt left by her father's medical treatment has also been repaid. She must be grateful.

Fu Nancen didn't speak any more, and drank the porridge silently. The refreshing side dishes were very suitable for him, and he ate a lot.

Occasionally, I raised my eyes a few times and saw a woman choosing dishes in front of the kitchen counter. She was surrounded by warm yellow lights, quiet and virtuous, and a feeling of home was born spontaneously.

This is something he rarely felt in Tang Fei. Thinking of Tang Fei, he stopped holding the chopsticks, and he was comparing Tang Fei with Ye Fu. He would never have thought this way before!