After getting married, he became the favorite of the boss

After taking the pulse, Shen Yanhe's eyes went dark the moment she stood up, staggered a few steps, and fell down on the bed.

Fu Yanhe was startled, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch her receding body.

The soft and fragrant body fell into his arms, and the waist held by his big palm was slender and soft.

Fu Yanhe hugged Shen Yanhe, who was pale, tightly, and felt that the apex of his heart was tightly held together.

He frowned, muscles all over his body tensed, stretched out his hand and pressed down somewhere on the bedside table, and said in a very fast tone: "Call Liufang over here! Quick!"

Wu Fang didn't bother to answer, and hurriedly called Liu Fang.

Shen Yanhe, who was held in his arms, regained consciousness, the darkness in front of her eyes disappeared, she struggled slightly, and whispered: "I'm fine, just a little hypoglycemia, rest for a while and I'll be fine."

"Is it really okay?" Fu Yanhe was still in shock, the way she staggered and fell back just now scared him.

He hugged her a little tighter, his eyes darkened, and he said in a deep tone: "Let Liu Fang come to check you up, or go to the hospital tomorrow."

"It's really fine." Seeing him so nervous about himself, Shen Yanhe's heart warmed slightly, and she couldn't laugh or cry: "I am a doctor myself, and I know my physical condition best."

"If I feel uncomfortable, I will tell you immediately, don't worry."

Fu Yanhe's thin lips were tightly pursed, and he looked a little stubborn, but the hand holding her waist was not so hard, and slightly loosened.

Only then did Shen Yanhe realize that the posture in which she fell was a bit subtle.

Now she is half sitting in Fu Yanhe's arms, with her round buttocks sitting on Fu Yanhe's tight thighs, her hands are clutching the clothes on his chest.

It looked like he wrapped her in it.

As soon as Shen Yanhe raised her head, she was very close to Fu Yanhe who was looking down at her, and the two of them breathed intertwined.

She could clearly see her reflection in the man's extremely black and indifferent eyes.

It seemed that, in his eyes, he could only pretend to be her alone.

Give her the illusion that he loves her deeply.

Shen Yanhe blinked, and her eyes fell on his long and thick eyelashes, and she couldn't help but click her tongue.

What does a big man do with such long eyelashes?

Make people jealous!

Fu Yanhe carefully observed her face, seeing that her face had changed from pale at the beginning to a little rosy, and he let go of his raised heart a little.

He noticed her gaze on his eyelashes, a slight smile flashed in his eyes, he let go of the hand on her waist, and asked her again: "Are you really all right?"

"It's really all right." Shen Yanhe stood up, and in order to prove to him that he was all right, he jumped on the spot a few times: "Look, I can jump and jump, but I just accidentally started violently. "

"Okay, it's getting late now, I'm going back to bed first."

Shen Yanhe walked towards the door while talking, but before she could leave, Fu Yanhe's voice came: "Wait a minute."

"Huh?" She stopped and looked at him suspiciously.

Fu Yanhe picked up the phone and pointed, his tone was very calm: "I added you as a vx friend, remember to pass my friend request."

Shen Yanhe raised her eyebrows and gestured to him with an OK sign.

I was a little puzzled in my heart, how did Fu Yanhe know about her WeChat?

She thought about it for a while, and remembered that in order to contact him conveniently, she added Wufang's wechat with her trumpet.

I'm afraid he added his own trumpet.

Back in the room, Shen Yanhe picked up her phone and clicked on WeChat.

Sure enough, I saw an application message on the friend application.

When Shen Yanhe agreed to add friends, she was still a little novelty in her heart. She didn't expect that Fu Yanhe would also take the initiative to add other people's vx.

She thought that a person like him would only wait for others to take the initiative to add him, and that he would never take the initiative in his life.

After the friend passed, Shen Yanhe changed his nickname to him.

When he exited, a transfer message popped up.

[Cheap Husband]: Cheap Husband will transfer you 10000 yuan.

Shen Yanhe was stunned for a moment, and instead of accepting the payment, he sent a message to ask him.

[v I 50 listen to my revenge plan: Maomao Probe.jpg]

[v I am 50 listening to my revenge plan: what are you doing transferring money to me? 】

[Cheap husband]: I want to hear what revenge plan you have?To whom do you want revenge?

[Cheap Husband]: Yellow Face Smile.jpg

Shen Yanhe: "..."

Fu Yanhe's two words directly silenced her.

Where can she have any revenge plan?

This name is purely made up of nonsense.

It never occurred to her that Fu Yanhe had the talent to be a comedian on the Internet.

[v I am 50 to listen to my revenge plan: vicissitudes and cigarettes.jpg, young man, you are late, I have already taken revenge, and now I just feel tired and my kidneys are overdrawn. 】

[v I am 50 and listen to my revenge plan: I only have one wish now, that is to sleep well, can you satisfy me? 】

Fu Yanhe looked down at the message on the phone, and his eyes fell on the words "sleep well", his eyes flickered slightly, and the soft touch when he hugged her today flashed in his mind.

He couldn't help but twirled his fingers lightly, pursed his lips and turned back to her.

【. 】:good night.

【Banquet: Good night (づ￣3￣)づ╭?～】

Fu Yanhe's dark eyes fell on the emoji of the kiss for a long time without moving, his pale and slender hands landed on the screen, and rubbed gently across the screen.

A deep and gentle voice sounded in the room: "Yanyan, good night."

-

After fooling Fu Yanhe, Shen Yanhe put down the phone, took out the egg custard hidden in the paper tonight from his pocket, unfolded it and put it on the table.

The cooled egg custard exudes a faint fishy smell, and the bitterness mixed in the fishy smell is more obvious.

She lowered her eyes and glanced indifferently, went to the closet to rummage, and found a small transparent glass bottle from the small bag she brought.

Shake the dried egg custard on the paper towel into a glass bottle, cork the bottle and put it away, and throw the dirty paper towel in the trash can.

Only then did he pick up the phone again, browse the contact page for a while, and finally settled on a number with the note: Xie Jiangzhi, and dialed it.

Phone calls.

A warm smile came from the other end of the phone, with a somewhat joking voice: "Little Junior Sister, why are you suddenly free to call me?"

"Senior brother three." Shen Yanhe sat back on the chair, with a slight smile in the cat's eyes: "Didn't I miss you?"

"By the way, are you still in Haicheng?" She played with the glass bottle in her hand, "I want to borrow your laboratory."

Third brother Xie Jiangzhi, the old man's third apprentice.

Is a research madman.

And he is also the one with the mildest temper among the four apprentices the old man has accepted.

"I'm not in Haicheng now." Xie Jiangzhi said gently, "I've granted you privileges in the laboratory, when do you want to use them? I'll ask Xiao Jiang to pick you up?"

"Tomorrow." Shen Yanhe narrowed her eyes, looking at the egg custard in the glass bottle.

The sooner the better.