Seduction! Mr. Fu, who is abstinent, is moved.

Fu Sihan was stunned for a moment, took off his raincoat, placed it at the door, shook the rain off his body, and then walked in.

When they made a video call before, Shu Yihuan didn't want him and the children to see the environment of the guest house. They were basically on the window side. Everything looked okay.

But when Fu Sihan actually came here, he realized that it was so shabby. The room was very small, and there was no TV. The bathroom was really just a bathroom, and you couldn't even take a shower.

And Shu Yihuan has been living here without saying a word to them!

Instantaneous time.

His heart was full of sourness...

"You wipe it first." Shu Yihuan turned out her towel and gave it to him, then heated up hot water. "Drink some granules later. Don't catch a cold."

Many shops outside are closed, and the transportation here is not convenient. If you catch a cold at this time, things will be really troublesome.

Fu Sihan looked slightly startled after listening to her words, and stared at her for a moment.

Shu Yihuan felt uncomfortable being looked at. She couldn't help but frown and turned around, "If you don't wipe yourself, what are you looking at me for?"

Fu Sihan looked down at her pink towel, his eyes bright, "This is the first time you have taken care of me since you returned to China."

Then, he curled his thin lips again and said, "I'm very happy."

It should be considered an unexpected blessing of this trip.

Shu Yihuan suddenly became speechless.

The sore and swollen emotions had nowhere to vent, and they were raging wildly in the chest. The fingers holding the cold medicine tightened again and again, and something seemed to be completely out of control, breaking out and bursting out.

"Fu Sihan, I think you really have no brains! You have come all this way to suffer the consequences, and then you are happy just to deal with you. Are you a fool... Can't you see that I hate you, look? Am I trying to cool down this relationship? Why do I need to do such meaningless things...Really why bother..."

Shu Yihuan's eyes were red and she spoke incoherently.

Her mother's death was between them, and she didn't know how to get over it!

She really doesn't know.

Fu Sihan was silent and didn't speak. He just took off his cold coat and quietly stepped forward to hug her.

Shu Yihuan struggled, beat, and finally choked and leaned on his shoulder.

Why does he have to sacrifice so much for himself.

Why should we break the original balance?

She had obviously given up on him.

Why did she start to waver towards him again...

After a long time, Fu Sihan looked at the cracked ceiling and said in a low voice, "Just think of me as atonement."

On the way here, he didn't hesitate.

But the worry in my heart defeated everything.

He wanted her to know that in this world, besides Xiao Yu and Xin Xin, she had a family who cared about her and protected her.

For a moment, Shu Yihuan trembled violently.

Fu Sihan hugged her and waited for her to calm down before he lowered his eyes and spoke again, "Don't worry about Xinxin and Xiaoyu, I asked the third aunt to take care of her, and your best friend is here too, everything will be fine." ."

He arranged everything before leaving.

Shu Yihuan's throat was so clogged that she couldn't say anything. She lowered her eyelids and the room became quiet again. After the hot water was boiled, she pushed him away and turned to get it. Unexpectedly, a hand came in front of her. .

"You go and rest, I'll do it myself."

Shu Yihuan did not refuse and sat back on the bed.

Fu Sihan was already familiar with these trivial housework. After tearing open the cold medicine and drinking the medicine, he wiped his body with hot water and a towel.

Shu Yihuan just looked at it like this. After he cleaned up everything, his mood calmed down.

She patted the sheets and said, "Come up and sleep."

"Ah."

The lights went out with a snap.

The room has a single bed, which is a bit crowded for two adults to sleep together.

Shu Yihuan's back was pressed tightly against his burning chest, and she could clearly feel the sonorous and powerful heartbeat of his heart, which was transmitted through the door. There was wind and rain outside the glass window, but she no longer had the feeling that she had before when she was here alone. The feeling of panic and uneasiness was replaced by more solidity and tranquility.

Because she knew that as long as Fu Sihan was around, he would solve all her problems and hold up the world for her.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but turn around. In front of her was the man's broad chest and the familiar faint scent of cedar.

"What's wrong, can't sleep?"

In the dark and narrow space, Fu Sihan's concerned voice came.

Shu Yihuan didn't answer.

Fu Sihan wondered, "Are you thinking about the typhoon or about something close to your heart?"

Shu Yihuan slowly raised her face. At this moment, Fu Sihan was also looking down at her. His dark eyes looked particularly bright in the darkness, as bright as beads.

Their eyes met together in the dim air.

Fu Sihan's breathing stopped and his Adam's apple rolled. He was afraid that he would make a mistake, so he simply closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.

Suddenly, the hand that had always been thin and white stopped on the side of his face.

Fu Sihan was stunned suddenly and opened his eyes suddenly.

Shu Yihuan was still looking at him, her watery eyes were dark, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Huanhuan, you..."

Maybe he protected his heart, maybe he came here in this extreme weather just to ensure her safety, or maybe the night was too long and too cold, Shu Yihuan made an irrational and inappropriate decision, and even she herself She didn't know why she did this, and she didn't want to think deeply about why.

Shu Yihuan looked at the stunned Fu Sihan, held his cheek, and suddenly stepped forward to seal his cold lips. Fu Sihan's pupils trembled, his breathing became chaotic for a moment, and his heart beat wildly.

Is it his imagination? Is Shu Yihuan taking the initiative to kiss him? !

The air seemed stagnant.

Fu Sihan's limbs were stiff and he didn't dare to move at all, for fear that the bubble of this beautiful dream would be burst in the next second.

Shu Yihuan's beautiful fingers slowly moved up to caress his sharp eyebrows. The movements were so gentle that she pecked his thin lips again and again. She then stretched out her tongue and entangled it between his lips and teeth, as gently as It was drizzling in the south of the Yangtze River. Fu Sihan stared at her, his breathing became more and more rapid, and his breathing became particularly heavy in the darkness.

Shu Yihuan closed her eyes, and Fu Sihan couldn't bear it anymore. He ran his fingers through her long black hair and responded impatiently, getting involved in the pursuit of lips and hands.

Gradually, I don’t know what happened, and suddenly he was tossing and turning violently, out of control, sweeping, plundering, and absorbing, so reckless that there was no order at all. Fu Sihan and Shu Yihuan had kissed many times, but they had never kissed like this. So crazy.

Fu Sihan was panting violently, and Shu Yihuan was breathing rapidly. Their foreheads were pressed together, the tips of their noses were touching, and they kept exchanging the thin air.