With a hook from the gang pet boss, Master Fu fell

"Two hours." Fu Hanyu tapped his fingers on the table, raised his eyes slightly to look at her, and observed the changes in her expression.

Song Yu smiled, and said slowly, "Give me a kiss."

Fu Hanyu brushed her lips inadvertently, and took a step back: "Another hour."

Song Yu's beautifully manicured fingers tapped on the table lightly, his smile was as bright as sunshine, but surprisingly cold: "Hold for 10 minutes."

Fu Hanyu knew that she was bold, but he didn't expect her to be such a rascal. The feeling of hugging her yesterday suddenly attacked him at this moment, making his breathing stagnate, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Half a day."

Song Yu sneered, got up and left, with a sarcasm in his cold voice: "Mr. Fu is making progress, so please hire someone else!"

She treated him for free and asked to stay by his side for a day.

Don't kiss him, don't hug him, don't harass him, don't talk to him.

She gritted her teeth and agreed to such humiliating conditions.

As a result, he is still not satisfied?

Let him be disabled for the rest of his life!

Fu Hanyu frowned slightly, seeing her leaving without any hesitation, she suddenly panicked, "I promise!"

Song Yu paused, turned around and came back, took the contract and signed it.

Pushing the contract towards him gracefully, leaning lazily on the sofa, looking up at him, he said, "Fu Hanyu, don't worry about me being strong on you, I'm not that hungry yet."

"Miss Song can do what she says best." Fu Hanyu looked at her flamboyant signature on the contract, every stroke was full of arrogance and rebellion.

Contract, in duplicate.

Both signed and each took a copy.

Song Yu is definitely not the kind of person who pretends to be passionate.

The contracts are all signed.

She strictly abides by the contract.

Start from the door of the study.

She began to strictly implement the content of the contract.

Fu Hanyu just looked at her, smiled softly, and talked to Fu Xun, Song Ze, and Uncle Zhou.

Once the eyes glanced over him inadvertently, his face changed faster than turning over a book, it was as cold as ice, and the double standard was clearly written on his face.

After dinner.

Song Yu took the two little guys out for a walk together.

Fu Hanyu held a video conference in the study.

Just outside the window, she could hear her talking to the children, and their cheerful laughter.

Suddenly, an inexplicable irritability surged into my heart, and Jun's face sank.

The people in the meeting room were too scared to breathe.

He heard him suddenly suspend the meeting, rolled the wheelchair to the window, and closed the window forcefully.

"Continue." Fu Hanyu felt that he was finally clean.

The next moment.

The sounds of playing outside and laughter could be faintly heard again, getting closer to him.

Fu Hanyu became even more irritable, frowning slightly, and said coldly: "The meeting is postponed until tomorrow."

After speaking, he snapped and closed the computer.

Fu Xun's voice came faintly from outside: "Aunt Yu'er, you've qualified!"

Then there was an annoyed, regretful sigh from her.

He couldn't help being curious, rolled the wheelchair to the window, and saw a grid line drawn on the ground not far below.

They are playing a game of kicking stones.

Now, it was Song Ze's turn to play.

The little guy's movements are handsome and unrestrained, and every time he kicks, he can accurately kick into the grid.

Fu Xun next to him let out exclamations one after another, jumping up and down to cheer him on.

Song Yu was on the side, pointing at Song Ze while explaining the game skills to Fu Xun.

From his angle, he could see her soft and delicate side face under the somewhat yellow light, and the smile on the corner of her eyes and eyebrows, which was gentle to the bone.

He looked a little crazy.

Then Fu Xun suddenly suggested: "Aunt Yu'er, let's call Third Uncle over to play together!"

Fu Hanyu's heart suddenly became tense, and he stared at her with his narrow and deep eyes.

She heard her say softly: "Your third uncle is working, we can't disturb him."

Fu Xun's eyes turned to the direction of the window, pointed at him and said, "But Third Uncle has been watching over there, he must really want to play."

Fu Han Yujun's face darkened: ...

Song Yu looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, and there was a bit of teasing in the smile, but he didn't speak.

Fu Hanyu only felt more irritable, and wanted to get out quickly in the wheelchair, but didn't want to be laughed at by her.

he knows.

If the contract is not signed before.

She will definitely smile at him, wave to him, and call him: Mr. Fu, come down and play together!

But now.

He was sure she did it on purpose!

This woman is really good at controlling people's hearts!

Here, Song Yu took the two little guys to play a game and let them eat away.

The two little ones were also tired from playing.

After going back to take a shower, he lay obediently on the bed.

Song Yu took a picture book and started telling them stories.

The two little guys fell asleep after a while.

She just got out of bed, put on her slippers, turned off the light, left a small night light, and went out of the room.

Fu Hanyu came out of the shower, and saw her exit the children's room lightly, before closing the door, she was looking inside and laughing.

Her smile is very gentle, pampering and contagious.

The next moment.

When she turned around, she saw him, and the gentle and loving smile on her face immediately turned into coldness, which faded away quickly!

Fu Hanyu could even feel her saying to him with her expression: Bad luck!

a time.

He feels a little heartbroken!

Song Yu only glanced at him, then went into the next room and closed the door.

A good night's sleep.

the next morning.

Song Yu gave Fu Hanyu acupuncture.

Uncle Zhou came over with the medicine and said, "Miss Song, the medicine is ready."

"Uncle Zhou, give him a drink." Song Yu turned his head and smiled at Uncle Zhou.

Fu Hanyu watched her change from a cold face to a smiling face in an instant, her handsome face was so dark that water dripped out.

Uncle Zhou has already handed him the medicine: "Third Lord."

Fu Hanyu said in a deep voice, "Wait a minute."

Song Yu finally raised his head and glanced at him, but his eyes fell on Uncle Zhou: "Uncle Zhou, I haven't poisoned this medicine. If you don't believe me, I'll drink it for you."

Done.

She took the medicine bowl and was about to put it in her mouth.

Fu Hanyu just felt that people were going to be pissed off by her, so he reached out and grabbed her wrist, grabbed the medicine, and suppressed the fire word by word: "Miss Song, you are a doctor, don't you know that the medicine is three-point poisonous? "

When did he say that he suspected that she had poisoned her?

Is that why she misses him?

"Oh!" Song Yu smiled indifferently: "It doesn't matter, I am immune to all poisons."

Fu Hanyu took a deep look at her, picked up the medicine bowl, raised his head and drank it, and handed the empty bowl to Uncle Zhou.

Uncle Zhou looked at the two people in front of him and felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange.

Since last night, when Miss Song came out of the third master's study, she has been indescribably weird.

He didn't dare to say or ask, and went out with an empty medicine bowl.

After half an hour of silence.

Song Yu took off the silver needle and put it away.

Then I found a place two meters away from him, put down the futon, and sat down.

She meditates cross-legged.

He reads documents.

Can be found, even if it is very quiet, very quiet.

He could never ignore her existence.