After rebirth, she dove into the arms of a sick girl

After struggling for a long night, Jiang Shiyan finally fell asleep, and Fu Yuzhi held her in his arms all night long.

She seemed frightened by yesterday's scene, and would clutch his clothes tightly when she fell asleep.

At dawn, Fu Yuzhi stepped onto the bed lightly without waking her up.

After opening the door, Mingcheng was waiting for him at the door. He gave him a look, and the two of them went to the study one after another.

"Mr. Fu, I checked the surveillance of the road where the incident occurred and found that the car followed after coming out of Xu's house."

"Do you think it could be...Xu Zhen?"

Yesterday's banquet was a last-minute decision, and it was impossible for anyone to make preparations in advance.

The only possibility is that these people were arranged by the Xu family.

"Xu Zhen doesn't have such great ability." Fu Yuzhi lowered his eyes, his eyes falling on the wound on his arm, "Maybe he borrowed the power of others."

"Did you find anything else during the last investigation of Wang's life?"

"No." Mingcheng shook his head, "They are all innocuous things. I didn't investigate further for fear of alarming him. Are you suspicious of Wang Pingsheng?"

"I suspect there is a power hidden behind Wang Pingsheng and Xu Zhen, and it may also be related to the matter in the west of the city."

Wang Pingsheng was promoted directly from prison director to deputy mayor in just a few years. There must be someone behind the scenes.

The purpose of this behind-the-scenes pusher... seems to be related to him.

After a moment of silence, Fu Yuzhi asked again, "Is there any news from Song Chenxing?"

"Song Chenxing flew to more than a dozen countries. The specific destination has not yet been found. But his escape route is surprisingly similar to He Li'an. This may be a breakthrough."

"Um……"

Just as he was about to continue arranging something, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps approaching.

Fu Yuzhi raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the door.

The door creaked open, and a woman with red eyes stood barefoot at the door.

His eyes fell on the woman, who was wearing cool clothes and only wore a thin suspender skirt.

Something was about to come out of her slender legs, and Fu Yuzhi's eyes tightened.

He stared at the extra person on the side with his peripheral vision, his eyes suddenly turned sinister.

"Get out."

Mingcheng lowered his head and hurried out.

Jiang Shiyan's body was shaking slightly and his steps were messy.

He trotted up to Fu Yuzhi, wrapped his arms around his thin waist, and pressed his whole body against his chest.

Fu Yuzhi raised his hand and rubbed her slightly messy hair, then hugged her tightly, "Why don't you just sleep for a while."

"I had a nightmare..."

"I couldn't find you when I woke up..."

Leaning against him, Jiang Shiyan's breath gradually calmed down, and his words were a bit aggrieved.

She had a dream in which the scene of his death in the previous life overlapped with the scene yesterday, and blood flowed all over the floor.

She woke up from the nightmare and became even more panicked when Fu Yuzhi was not around.

She didn't even bother to put on her shoes and ran out in a hurry. It was the servant who told her Fu Yuzhi was here.

At this moment, she was as frightened as a bird, and could no longer withstand any stimulation.

"Dream of me?" Fu Yuzhi guessed that her dream was related to him and slowed down his voice, "Dreams are all reversed."

"You just have to trust me, huh?"

"Okay, I believe you." Jiang Shiyan listened to his steady and powerful heartbeat without hesitation.

He slightly curled his lips at an angle she couldn't see, which was a good sign.

His weight in her heart is gradually increasing...

Although he used some shady methods, as long as he could tie her heart, it was all worth it.

Mr. Jiang thought that pretending to be sick would take her away from him, and if he repeated his old tricks, he would do the same.

Ah.

Rubbing the slender waist of the woman in his arms, the temperature in his palms gradually became hot.

He is not a high-minded Buddhist, and he can remain calm even if his beloved woman is sitting in his arms.

The injury to his arm was not serious, it was already numb to him.

She lay next to him all night last night, which was a hundred times more tormenting to him than the injury on his arm.

He also remembered the scene yesterday when the little rabbit helped him solve his hygiene problem. His delicate white and delicate hands trembled to unzip his zipper and help him...

The temperature of the eyes gradually rises...

He lowered his head close to her ear and whispered an invitation, "Baby, I'm hungry..."

"Sister Li has prepared breakfast." Jiang Shiyan stood up from his arms and walked out, "I asked her to bring it up."

When someone grabbed his arm, Jiang Shiyan turned back in doubt and looked into his eyes.

Fu Yuzhi sneered and sighed at her simplicity.

Slowly placing her hand on the raised position, "Do you feel it? He is hungry..."

As if he was burned by the temperature there, Jiang Shiyan quickly retracted his hand, but he grabbed it and pressed it back.

"No, you're hurt."

"The doctor said you need to rest."

At this time, he was still thinking about this kind of thing, and he was the only one who dared not to take the doctor's words to heart.

There was a faint sound of grinding teeth in the air, and Jiang Shiyan thought he had heard it wrong and didn't care.

The tip of his tongue touched his back molars, and Fu Yuzhi took a deep breath.

Damn!

He deliberately twisted his arm, and the sudden pain made him frown, and his face instantly turned pale.

"Yanyan...I hurt."

Thinking that he had touched a wound, Jiang Shiyan immediately moved closer to his shoulder to take a look. Sure enough, a trace of bright red oozed from the white gauze.

"I'm going to find a doctor!"

His big hand held her, and with a hint of strength in his wrist, he pulled her into his arms roughly.

Jiang Shiyan exclaimed, but did not dare to struggle, for fear of touching his wound again.

His chin rested on her forehead, and the corners of his eyes were arched.

"Just comfort me and comfort me."

"Just like... last time."

Last time?

Seeing that she was too slow to remember, Fu Yuzhi lifted her up with one hand and asked her to sit astride him.

He held the back of her head and whispered a few words in her ear, "That's it."

As if an electric current hit his body, Jiang Shiyan's back stiffened.

Her eyes fell on his rolling throat, and her reason collapsed in an instant.

He kissed her lips softly and lovingly, tracing the shape of her lips slowly with the tip of his tongue.

His big palm lifted the hem of her skirt, and she instantly softened.

……

Jiang Shiyan lay on his shoulder like water, without any strength left.

Fu Yuzhi looked satisfied, and his big palms did not forget to help her relieve the pain in her waist.

"Baby, thank you for your hard work."

The woman didn't answer and fell asleep on top of him.

*

Fu Yuzhi injured his arm and did not go to the company. Jiang Shiyan also took a few days off to accompany him. The two of them spent a few days without shame or impatience.

Until an unexpected guest came to the house.

Fu Yuzhi's sister-in-law.

Well... Jiang Shiyan didn't even know that he had a sister-in-law.

When she heard that Fu Yuzhi was injured, she came over in a hurry.

When mentioning this sister-in-law, Fu Yuzhi and Mingcheng's expressions became extremely unnatural.

Mingcheng even proposed many times that he wanted to take a few days off to avoid her.

It's a pity... Fu Yuzhi didn't agree.

"My good nephew, where are you hurt?" He heard his voice before he was seen, and his bright voice came from outside the door.

Seeing Fu Yuzhi holding gauze in his arms, the woman did not feel distressed, but breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's not my face that was hurt."