After rebirth, the paranoid boss dotes on her

night.

Xiang Xingyu sat on the bed, holding the mobile phone in both hands, looking down at the WeChat chat interface with Xiang Wanqiao, wanting to know something about Fu Shaoyan from her.

But after thinking about it for half an hour, deleting and reducing, Xiang Xingyu didn't send out a single word.

Finally, she simply threw her phone aside, covered her head with the quilt, and fell asleep.

For several days in a row, Xiang Xingyu hadn't seen Fu Shaoyan again, and Zhan Jiu picked her up and dropped her off every day.

He appeared in a hurry and left in a hurry just like before.

Until one night.

Xiang Xingyu went out to throw away the garbage after dinner as usual.

Just as she passed an alley near the apartment, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone, and then she was dragged into the alley by an invisible force.

Xiang Xingyu was startled and was about to shout for help, but a warm hand covered her mouth.

"Don't shout, it's me, Fu Shaoyan."

A low, hoarse and tired voice sounded softly in her ears.

Hearing the three words "Fu Shaoyan", Xiang Xingyu's eyes widened with disbelief.

Fu Shaoyan was dressed in black and wore a black baseball cap, blending perfectly into the surrounding darkness.

Feeling Xiang Xingyu's breathing gradually stabilize, Fu Shaoyan slowly let go of her hand.

"Sorry, I scared you just now." He said apologetically.

Xiang Xingyu shook her head slightly, and then smelled a scent of blood on him.

She subconsciously reached out her hand and steadily supported the slightly staggering Fu Shaoyan, and lowered her voice quietly, "Are you injured?"

Fu Shaoyan nodded.

I saw him covering his abdomen tightly with his hands, blood gushing out and quietly staining his fingertips red.

"I'm in some trouble. I might have to stay at your place for a few days to avoid the limelight. Is that okay?"

Hearing this, Xiang Xingyu agreed without hesitation: "Okay, but can you still leave now?"

"can."

So, Xiang Xingyu carefully supported the injured Fu Shaoyan and slowly walked back to the apartment along the path.

Li Nian heard a noise downstairs and immediately ran out of the room.

Seeing Xiang Xingyu coming back with an injured man, her eyes widened and she blurted out in English: "Oh my god!"

Li Nian walked forward quickly, his voice mixed with panic and concern: "Xingxing, what's wrong?"

Xiang Xingyu did not answer her immediately, but first carefully placed Fu Shaoyan on the sofa in the living room.

Then, she turned around and made a shushing gesture to Li Nian: "Keep your voice down, just pretend you didn't see anything that happened tonight, and don't tell anyone."

After saying that, Xiang Xingyu ran to check the doors and windows very carefully, and then pulled all the curtains.

Although Li Nian didn't know what was going on and was full of doubts, she was still very clear-headed when it came to major issues.

But she was still a little worried, so she quietly pulled Xiang Xingyu aside.

"Xingxing, do you know who he is? Just bring him back. It's said on the Internet that you shouldn't pick up strange men outside."

Hearing this, Xiang Xingyu smiled soothingly and raised her hand to pat Li Nian's shoulder.

"Don't worry, he's not some strange man, he's my brother-in-law's friend."

"what?"

Li Nian immediately turned his gaze to Fu Shaoyan, and looked at him carefully with some curiosity.

"So he's the handsome boy you've been thinking about!"

Xiang Xingyu was afraid that Fu Shaoyan would hear her, so she nervously covered Li Nian's mouth and whispered in her ear, "Don't talk nonsense!"

Li Nian smiled meaningfully, then pulled away Xiang Xingyu's hand that was covering her mouth.

"Don't worry, I'm very sensible. I will definitely stay in my room and not come out tonight."

After saying this, she slipped back into the room.

Xiang Xingyu closed her eyes, took a deep breath, adjusted herself, and then turned around to get the medicine box.

When she faced Fu Shaoyan again, her eyes became clear and she said bluntly, "Take off your clothes."

Fu Shaoyan was stunned, "What?"

Xiang Xingyu raised the medical kit in her hand and said sincerely, "How can I help you treat your wound if you don't take off your clothes?"

"I……"

A hint of shyness flashed across Fu Shaoyan's eyes, a blush quietly crept up his ears, and his eyes began to evade unnaturally.

"I'll do it myself."

"Oh."

Xiang Xingyu did not force him. She placed the medicine box gently where he could reach it, then sat beside him and watched him quietly.

Fu Shaoyan opened the medicine box and gently lifted the corner of his clothes.

Because he still had some hidden injuries on his body, his movements of applying medicine seemed somewhat clumsy.

Xiang Xingyu couldn't bear it any longer and snatched the cotton swab from his hand, "Let me help you."

Fu Shaoyan raised his eyes to look at her, his face was embarrassed, and he said in a low voice: "Then... please help me."

He smiled faintly at Xingyu, turned sideways, and took new cotton swabs and disinfectants from the medicine box.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fu Shaoyan also took off his upper body clothes, and his strong and smooth muscles were exposed in front of her without reservation.

When Xiang Xingyu turned around, she saw this scene.

She was stunned, and at this moment she felt her blood rushing and her heart beating faster.

This figure is comparable to the male model in the bar last time!

When Fu Shaoyan saw her staring at his body with shining eyes, his ears turned even redder.

He couldn't help but cough dryly, his voice carrying a hint of barely perceptible shyness and embarrassment: "Um... you can apply the medicine now."

Xiang Xingyu came back to her senses and her little face flushed.

She took a deep breath secretly, steadied her heartbeat, and began to concentrate on treating his wounds.

In addition to the more serious wound on Fu Shaoyan's abdomen, there were several scars on his back that were obviously caused by being beaten with a stick.

While applying medicine to him, Xiang Xingyu asked curiously, "Aren't there people like you around here? Why didn't you ask them to save you?"

"You also said that they were all my people and I was injured. Do you think they can get away easily?"

"What about Zhan Jiu? He is also..."

Fu Shaoyan whispered, "If Zhan Jiu hadn't held me up tonight, I might not have been able to escape safely."

Xiang Xingyu pursed her lips and didn't ask any more questions. She just said, "Bear with it, it will be a little painful."

"Ah."

After he finished speaking, Xiang Xingyu slowly turned sideways, bent down with an almost pious attitude, and applied medicine to his wound carefully and gently.

As she approached without reason, a faint fragrance wrapped in the air and quietly swept to his nose.

Fu Shaoyan slowly lowered his eyes, and his gaze towards her gradually became gentler.

This was the first time he had observed her so closely.

The little girl had a standard oval face, a high and delicate nose, a pair of clear big eyes embedded in her fair skin, and long eyelashes fluttering gently like butterfly wings.

When she smiles, she is so sweet that makes people's heart beat faster.

When she is shy, a faint blush blooms on her face, adding a bit of charm and shyness to her, making her more charming and attractive.

he looks like……

Just as he was lost in thought, a cool breeze quietly blew across his wound.

Fu Shaoyan was stunned.

Xiang Xingyu felt that applying the medicine would touch his sensitive nerves, so she subconsciously blew gently on the wound on his abdomen.

This unintentional action deeply touched Fu Shaoyan's heart.

His Adam's apple slid slightly, his ten fingers gradually tightened, and the protruding blue veins on the back of his hands silently told of his inner turmoil and forbearance.