After the wrong marriage, she became the wife of the first chaebol

Shen An'an couldn't stop crying in her heart, her eyes fixed on Fu Jinshen's hand massaging herself.

Fu Jinshen was actually massaging her calf!

is that true?

She isn't awake yet, is she?

Shen An'an raised her hand to cover her face, unable to restrain herself from feeling the hand on her leg.

Fu Jinshen didn't go out of the house for more than two years, so his skin was morbidly pale. Even though he was running on an island and a company recently, he was still much paler than ordinary people.

It is very in line with his gentle and ascetic temperament.

His hands are particularly beautiful, unlike ordinary men with protruding joints, but slender and well-proportioned, with a jade-like nail surface, and it will turn slightly red when pressed, which is particularly beautiful.

Shen Anan stared at those hands, wishing to touch them.

In fact, she not only thought so, but also did so, her claws were firmly attracted to the back of Fu Jinshen's hand like a magnet.

It's so smooth to the touch, does a man's skin need to be this good?

Snapped!

"Wow!" Shen An'an felt pain in the back of his hand, and wailed and retracted his hand, "Why did you hit me?"

"Ask you something." Fu Jin said in a deep voice.

"What are you talking about?" Shen An'an chuckled and stared blankly at Fu Jinshen.

Fu Jin took a deep look at her and sighed: "Is that okay?"

Shen An'an nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, very comfortable."

Fu Jinshen continued to relieve the pain of her foot injury, rubbing the skin with his fingertips warmly, it was indeed very comfortable, even a little itchy.

And a little... weird ripple.

Shen An'an felt that her thoughts were a little off, and quickly forced herself to think about some more serious things.

She asked, "husband, what will happen to Qin Rou?"

Fu Jinshen's hands paused, his eyes were downcast and he couldn't see his expression, but his voice was extraordinarily indifferent.

"It's not good. Xu Mengyi pleaded guilty first, and we don't have direct evidence to prove that Qin Rou put the nail on the head, and she signed an internship contract with the company. Unless we catch her, we can only wait for the internship to end. .”

"Then otherwise..."

"Put small shoes on her? Make her go?" Fu Jinshen guessed what Shen An'an was thinking.

"Yeah." Shen An'an nodded embarrassedly.

The idea is a bit nasty, but if Qin Rou is really so scary, then she must not stay in Fu's.

"Will she not think of it? After what happened today, she will only be more careful in the future."

"That's... there's no other way?" Shen An'an said helplessly.

Isn't she miserable?

There are already Jiang Wei and Liu Yunna in the office, and now there is another Qin Rou, if she is not careful, she will have no bones left.

"Who said there is no way?"

Fu Jin's deep voice reached Shen An'an's ears, and she jumped up excitedly, completely forgetting that her feet were still injured.

"what!"

She screamed in pain, and pressed her body directly against Fu Jinshen.

Fu Jinshen was unprepared at first, and was immediately crushed by her.

She lay on Fu Jinshen's chest, feeling sore and ashamed, she really couldn't explain it now.

"Get up." Fu Jinshen said in a low voice.

"Yeah." Shen An'an didn't dare to look at Fu Jinshen at all. When she got up, she instinctively used her feet, but she smashed back into Fu Jinshen's chest. Fortunately, her leg was stuck between his legs, " Ouch, it hurts like hell."

While crying, she tried to move her legs, who knew...

Fu Jinshen raised his hand to block her moving legs, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't move."

Shen An'an tightened his shirt on his chest, frowned and said intermittently: "Okay, okay...it hurts."

It really hurts.

I braced my toes just now, and the entire sole of my foot became tense, as if the wound had been torn apart.

Fu Jinshen said in a low voice, "I'll help you lie down."

Shen Anan nodded.

The next second, she felt that Fu Jinshen supported her head with one hand and supported her waist with the other, and slowly turned over and laid her flat on the bed.

And he, with his arms bent and his upper body propped up, looked at her.

"Does it still hurt?"

Fu Jinshen's voice was very soft, and it almost disappeared when it passed Shen An'an's ear, but his breath was aggressive, almost completely enveloping her.

Shen An'an concentrated, looked at the handsome face close at hand, and paused for breath.

She shook her head and nodded again, and said, "It hurts."

Fu Jinshen lowered his head a little more, almost touching her face.

"What should I do?"

"..."

Help!

How does this make her talk?

She was really afraid to move her lips so she kissed her.

How did he become so weird?

She held her breath, pressed her lips together and looked at Fu Jinshen, her amber eyes were shining with a light she couldn't understand.

He pressed the tone and said: "Are you worried about Qin Rou?"

She blinked, but didn't dare to answer.

He continued: "She's just worried about her regular status, so find her some strong competitors."

"Ah?" Shen An'an choked out a doubt in his throat.

"This year, we received more interns, and there are quite a few capable ones." Fu Jinshen stopped.

Shen An'an roughly understood, magic beats magic.

Find a good intern to compete with Qin Rou, then Qin Rou will have no time to control her.

Makes sense.

When Shen Anan wanted to exaggerate how powerful the big guy is, he found that the big guy was staring straight at her, his eyes were a little... scalding.

"Does it still hurt?" Fu Jinshen asked again.

"..."

Why is this sentence again?

Did you care too much about her today?

It made her feel embarrassed.

"That..." She shrank her neck and said slowly.

"I heard that if you are in pain, you need me to help you divert your attention." Fu Jinshen interrupted.

"Ah? How to transfer?"

"Look at me." He said hoarsely.

"Look..." His ability.

Shen An'an was startled, why are these words so familiar?

Hearing what he said before leaving.

Fu Jinshen won't take it seriously, will he?

Then he kept asking her if it hurts, wouldn't there be another meaning?

Ask her... is it okay?can it?OK?Is it possible?

Shen An'an's eyes froze, and he looked at Fu Jinshen in surprise, his eyes already said everything.

"I... um."

Ok.

This could indeed divert her pain, but what were his hands doing?

What are you doing with my clothes off?

Well!

Knock, knock, knock at the door.

Not surprisingly, it should be Lin Ming.

"Master, I'm waiting for you to speak downstairs."

"..." Fu Jinshen turned his head and looked at the door. Should he consider changing his assistant?Every time it was Lin Ming!

Shen An'an pulled the quilt to cover her face, she was ashamed to see others, her voice just now was too strange.

"You, you go down." She whispered.

"Yeah." Fu Jinshen didn't move, but leaned closer to her, and said in a low voice, "Lift your head, it's heavy enough, your hands are numb."

"..."

Shen An'an pulled down the quilt forcefully and raised her head while gritting her teeth.

Fu Jinshen stood up and sat back in his wheelchair, then straightened his shirt, especially the chest area.

Shen An'an lay on the bed embarrassingly watching him arrange his clothes gracefully.

Fu Jin pulled his coat deeply, and said lightly, "What are you looking at? Didn't you make it?"

Shen An'an squeezed the quilt tightly, and quickly hid inside.

Fu Jinshen rolled the wheelchair and said calmly, "Are you going to hide for the rest of your life?"

Shen An'an's back tightened.

It sounds like something is wrong.