Dressed as the villain's cannon fodder daughter

Just because Miss Lu said that she hated the smell of cigarettes on the young master, now the young master has showered and brushed his teeth several times.

Lu Qianxun was a little taken aback, and simply asked, "Take a bath at noon?!"

Wu Mo closed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Miss Lu, don't you look at what you said to our young master!

Here.

Fu Siming came out of the bathroom after showering and blowing his hair, looked at Shiqi in the ward, and asked, "Shiqi, do I still smell like cigarettes?"

Shi Qi clasped his hands together and said firmly, "Young master, you have bathed five times, I am sure, even sure, that you don't smell like cigarettes anymore."

Young master, I'm afraid you'll peel off your skin!

Hearing Shi Qi's words, he barely breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he rushed to Lu Qianxun's ward.

Seventeen: "..."

Young master, I want to know if you still remember what you looked like in Europe?

In Lu Qianxun's ward.

Seeing the man who came in, Wu Mo bowed his head respectfully and left.

There were only two people left in the ward.

Fu Siming raised his sword eyebrows and smiled ruffiantly, "Qianxun, I don't smell like smoke anymore."

The air seemed to be filled with the clear rosin that the man was exuding at the moment.

Lu Qianxun, who was sitting on the sofa, couldn't help but look up, and the eyes of the two met and looked at each other.

The handsome man is wearing a black shirt, showing off his perfect figure just right. He is not wearing a tie.

At the age of 20, he wore a suit with a mature and elegant chic charm.

Fu Siming couldn't help raising his right hand to make an oath gesture, and began to swear, saying every word: "Also, I swear that I will never smoke again in the future, and I won't touch anything you don't like."

He was a little taken aback by Fu Siming's oath.

Lu Qianxun's beautiful eyes were lightly drawn, and the strange feeling in his heart gradually became clearer and deeper.

"Fu Siming, I've never smelled smoke on you before."

"I'm sorry, I won't smoke next time." Fu Siming's voice was slightly hoarse.

Lu Qianxun shook his head, "Fu Siming, in fact, you don't have to make changes for me, just be yourself."

"No, I don't usually smoke, today I'm just irritable, I..."

"Irritable?"

Fu Siming walked towards the girl and sat directly beside her.

Approaching suddenly, the girl's nose lingers on the man's strong masculine breath.

"Chihiro, who is he? Why do you want to talk to him alone?"

"Is this what you're upset about?" Lu Qianxun stroked his forehead helplessly, paused, and spoke straightforwardly, "Nan Xian is a monk, and I'm looking for him because I want to find his master."

Fu Siming narrowed his eyes slightly, and his tone became more and more serious, "Monk? How does he look like a monk?"

"Half a monk!"

Hearing this, Fu Siming's face was darkened.

"Let's eat."

Lu Qianxun's stomach was really empty, so she took the first step and chewed in small bites.

Seeing her eating gracefully, Fu Siming's mood still didn't improve.

"Don't you want to eat? You ordered so much, I can't finish it." Lu Qianxun glanced at him, then at the various dishes on the table, and said flatly, "Don't order next time, Someone in our family specially cooks nutritious meals for me."

Seeing that the man was silent and didn't move his chopsticks.

Lu Qianxun looked at him again, seeing that the man's face was not looking good, he put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand.

Putting his hand on his forehead, he said lightly, "I don't have a fever."

The girl's small hands were soft and fair, like jade carvings.

"What's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable? Fu Siming."

The girl couldn't detect the man's complicated emotions at the moment.

Fu Siming's eyes darkened, and the warmth swept over him, causing his throat to roll up and down.

"It's okay, let's eat."

When she touched her gently, he had no choice but to bow down at her feet, obediently submit, and accept her commands.

He was completely manipulated by her.

...

In the afternoon, the sun was setting outside the window.

A beam of sunset light came in through the window and sprinkled on the sleeping girl lying on the hospital bed.

Against the backdrop of the setting sun, a faint orange light shone.

There is only a graceful figure, sitting next to the sleeping girl, silently guarding.

"Fu Siming!"

Suddenly, a clear voice resounded throughout the ward.

The moment the girl exited, the handsome man sitting beside the hospital bed frowned, his face solemn.

Immediately helped her daughter up, and said softly, "Chihiro, what's wrong with you? Dad is here."

Lu Qianxun's forehead was covered with fine sweat, and then he grabbed the hard muscles of Lu Beiye's arm, his cold voice choked slightly.

"Father, Fu Siming seems to be very uncomfortable, he is in great pain..."

She was covered in cold sweat, and her body trembled slightly.

In the dream, in the intermittent fragments, Fu Siming endured heart-piercing pain just to find her...

Thinking of Fu Siming's appearance when he was ten years old, he was so familiar, so familiar...

At this moment, Lu Qianxun couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

Tell the core of the dream you just had.

The conversation turned sharply, Lu Beiye suppressed the emotions in his eyes, touched his daughter's head with his slender fingers, and comforted:

"Chihiro, you had a nightmare, it's not real."

Lu Qianxun bit her red lips, and pinched the quilt with her slender hands for a moment, but she couldn't answer.

That dream was too real, he clearly felt the heart-piercing pain of the little pervert.

It even hurt her heart.

Lu Beiye got up, poured a glass of warm water, and handed it to his daughter with pale lips.

Lu Qianxun took a sip, then put it down, lowered his eyes, and called softly, "Dad."

"Well, Dad is here."

Lu Qianxun raised his eyes and said softly, "Father, Fu Siming is very good, really good."

Lu Beiye gritted his teeth, "Chihiro, he..."

Once upon a time, she was caught in a dilemma between her father and the little pervert.

"Dad, listen to me."

Lu Qianxun held Lu Beiye's big palm and said word by word, "You have been away all these years, and all I want is for you to wake up and protect the Lu family. I have never even thought about what liking is...

But Fu Siming has been helping me, even saving me when I was in danger.

I know that I owe him a lot, and at first I just wanted to use money or other things to make up for him and repay his kindness.

But gradually I found that I couldn't repay the favor at all.

For me, he can go to the Golden Triangle to deal with the Huo family. He told me that it was all voluntary, but I know that he is all for me.

Because of him, my heart gradually became very strange, I was afraid of this feeling at first, I even warned him to keep him away from me.

And Dad, in fact, he is not what I am now, he should be rebellious, but he has completely changed for me.

And when it comes to my affairs, he has always been cautious. "

It's only strange that at an age when Fu Siming was still vague about emotions, she was attracted to him, and having affection was enough to establish her future view of emotions.

At the end of the words, Lu Beiye's pupils froze and he pursed his lips in silence.

"Father, I know that everything you do is for me, but Fu Siming is just like you..."

"I don't want you to argue with him, Dad, you and him are my most important people."