When the wife is flirting, the master indulges her unbridledly

"Wife?"

"Xinxin..."

"young married woman......"

When Shi Fuxun saw Xia Qingrou showing off her attitude of severing ties with him, he coughed lightly, and then shouted a little embarrassedly: "Baby!"

Listening to his awkward cry, Xia Qingrou couldn't help but sneer.

The smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't be suppressed even if she wanted to.

Shi Fuxun took advantage of this and immediately pestered her, asking coldly and childishly: "My wife, please forgive me. I promise to make her more honest in front of you in the future and not to make my wife shy."

Xia Qingrou couldn't help but hold her forehead when she heard the man's explanation, which was quite positive at first, but became more and more unreasonable at the end.

The corners of his mouth could not help but twitch a few times. This man blamed himself for being careless! I still blame myself...

After a pause, Xia Qingrou shook her head to get these thoughts out of her mind. Sure enough, yellow dye can easily lead others astray sometimes.

Then she came back to her senses and said seriously: "Don't talk to me, I'm still angry!"

Shi Fuxun looked at the blush on Xia Qingrou's face and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Okay, don't talk." Shi Fuxun said and moved his position next to her.

He stretched out his long arms and hugged her directly, hugged her tightly from behind with his hands, and buried his face in her hair.

Shi Fuxun pretended to be lazy and said: "I have been watching you all night, and the nights with you always make people feel sleepy."

He said the next few words in a deliberately long tone.

Being made trouble by him, Xia Qingrou also forgot what she was going to do just now.

It wasn't until she smelled the smell of blood again that Xia Qingrou asked worriedly: "Don't think you can fool me just because you can't see me. Tell me honestly, where are you injured?"

"It's not serious. When the bullet hit my heart, it was blocked by the metal on my clothes and then missed, so the injury was not serious."

Shi Fuxun's tone was very light, as if he was telling someone else's things.

After hearing his words, Xia Qingrou turned around a little uneasy and placed her hand precisely on the location of his wound.

Because when he and Gu Shuming were fighting for the injection, they used too much force, causing the wound to open again.

Blood has seeped out from the gauze.

Xia Qingrou's hands felt sticky and mixed with the smell of blood, and her heart suddenly sank. She pushed the man next to her and said anxiously: "You are bleeding a lot. Go and have someone re-bandage your wound."

"Don't leave." Shi Fuxun hugged her tightly and remained motionless.

After several attempts, Xia Qingrou saw that Shi Fuxun still showed no intention of going out, so she asked angrily with a straight face: "Do you want me to be a widow?"

"What a beautiful thought." Shi Fuxun pinched the tip of her nose gently, and then stood up reluctantly.

Less than a minute after Shi Fuxun went outside, he returned to the infirmary.

Hearing the familiar footsteps, Xia Qingrou asked pretending to be displeased: "Did the wound be bandaged so quickly?"

"No." The man said pretending to be aggrieved, and his tone was full of matter-of-factness!

He found that teasing this woman was quite fun sometimes!

Seeing the look of care on Xia Qingrou's face, Shi Fuxun's cold eyes became filled with warmth.

"Old... when..." Xia Qingrou was so angry that he took it for granted and suddenly became incoherent.

Shi Fuxun sneered: "Just call me husband, forget about being old, after all, you are still young!"

Xia Qingrou was stunned for a moment, suddenly amused by his words, and then burst into laughter without concealing it: "It's unprecedented to hear you telling such a cold joke. Lin Zhi is even more Pangu than Pangu!"

The man retorted with an unhappy expression: "Don't compare me with other men."

After a pause, he continued to emphasize: "Not even a dead person!"

Xia Qingrou always feels weird when the label of dead person is applied to Pangu. It is true that he is a dead person, but shouldn't it be more accurate to say that he is a god?

The corners of Xia Qingrou's mouth couldn't help but twitch. This was probably the strangest title she had ever heard.

"Cuckoo cuckoo..."

At this moment, Xia Qingrou's stomach rumbled at an inappropriate time.

She quickly covered her stomach with both hands, laughed dryly at Shi Fuxun, bit her lip and said, "I'm hungry!"

"I've asked Auntie to make food." Shi Fuxun raised the corners of his mouth slightly, lowered his head and sucked her earlobe and said, "You can also choose to eat me first."

"Young man." Xia Qingrou pushed Shi Fuxun angrily.

Shi Fuxun reached out and picked up the woman on the bed.

"Ah..." the woman exclaimed, subconsciously reaching out and hugging Shi Fuxun's neck.

Remembering that he was still injured, he cursed in a low voice: "Do you want your life?"

After struggling a few times, Shi Fuxun had no intention of letting go.

Xia Qingrou gave up her struggle, then raised her head and said with some displeasure: "You are a man who really doesn't cherish yourself at all."

But Shi Fuxun continued to walk forward as if he hadn't heard anything.

It wasn't until he carried her to the restaurant that he placed her on her seat.

Shi Fuxun pulled the napkin on the table and fixed it for her before sitting next to her.

Then he put another bowl of porridge in his hands, put a spoonful of it to his mouth, blew on it, and then handed it to Xia Qingrou's mouth.

Smelling the aroma of porridge, all the bad emotions in Xia Qingrou's mind were diluted one by one.

Opening your mouth and taking the food into your stomach, your stomach was instantly enveloped in warmth and full of love.

It feels so good to be alive, especially with a warm home, life is even better!

"I'll do it myself." Xia Qingrou reached out to take the bowl in Shi Fuxun's hand.

At this moment, Xia Xiaoqin's cry suddenly came from upstairs.

Xia Qingrou frowned, looked up at the direction of the stairs and urged: "Go up and see, what's wrong with Xiaoqin?"

Shi Fuxun looked back at Xia Qingrou, then put the bowl in her hand and said, "Wait for me when I come back."

After seeing the person nodding in agreement, Shi Fuxun took big steps and ran upstairs.

Not long after he went up, Xia Xiaoqin's crying stopped.

But several people upstairs have not come downstairs for a long time.

Xia Qingrou ate a few haphazardly, then turned back to the servant behind her and said, "Auntie, please help me go upstairs and have a look."

"Okay, Madam, please slow down." The servant stretched out his arm in front of her, supported Xia Qingrou with the other hand, and carefully led her towards the stairs.

As soon as they reached the door, the two heard the doorbell ringing in the villa.

There were not many people who could directly enter and leave the Shijia Manor Villas, so Xia Qingrou stopped.

Then walked towards the door.

"Madam, I'll just open the door," the servant said hurriedly.

Xia Qingrou waved her hand and said, "I'll go with you, just think of it as exercise."

After falling asleep for several days, Xia Qingrou felt that her body was light and floating, as if she was not touching the ground.