Cannon fodder husband and wife dressed as villains

"Mr. Fu, your situation has improved a lot now, but if you want to stand up, it will take time, so don't act too hastily."

The man was panting heavily, the blue veins on his skin that were protruding from his arms due to the support exercise just now, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his eyes rolled when he heard the doctor's words, "I need it as soon as possible."

for how long. "

"Mr. Fu, we should..."

The man repeated in a hoarse voice, "How long will it take at the fastest."

The doctor is stubborn, "It will take half to one time at the earliest."

Fu Xingyun closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

The doctor's assistant was packing up his things, and then cautiously asked: "Should I tell Mr. Lin about Mr. Fu's improvement?"

"No need." Fu Xingyun opened his mouth and warned, "Don't do unnecessary things."

The doctor nodded and straightened his clothes, "Then Mr. Fu, we will see you tomorrow."

After getting the other party's response, the two walked out.

The assistant was puzzled, "Teacher, why didn't Mr. Fu tell Mr. Lin about the obvious improvement?"

The doctor didn't answer directly, "You are still young and don't understand."

"Teacher, I am sixteen today."

"..." The doctor glanced at him, "An entrepreneur with immeasurable assets like that lacks nothing but the sincerity of others."

The assistant suddenly realized, "Mr. Fu is testing the other party."

Every time the two of them came to Fu's house, Lin Qiong greeted them. They didn't have the mentality that the rich are superior to others, but they didn't have any airs.

Always a smiling face, as if every day is energetic like a little sun.

If a good-looking and good-natured person like Mr. Lin lived together every day, no one would be unwilling.

Think of Lin Qiong's bright smile, "Does Mr. Lin know that he won't be sad?"

The doctor didn't answer for a moment, but Zhuo lowered his head a little disappointed, "Mr. Lin is very concerned about Mr. Fu."

Every time before the two of them left, Lin Qiong would step up and ask Fu Xingyun about the situation of the day.

Mr. Lin cared so much about Mr. Fu, but after Mr. Fu got better, he concealed it everywhere. Although he had his own way, the way he did it was also hurtful.

Zhu was in a complicated mood for a while, and finally choked out a sentence, "Mr. Lin is a bit pitiful."

The doctor was a little surprised, "Poor?"

Assistant nodded.

"Don't you think so, teacher?"

The doctor froze for a moment, then shook his head.

The assistant looked surprised, "Teacher, why are you so cold-blooded?"

The doctor shook his head, "It's not that I'm cold-blooded, but that you are too light."

help:?

The doctor's assistant walked out of Fu's house and then turned around, "Do you think Mr. Fu's house is big?"

Assistant nodded, "Big."

You can play golf here.

"Mr. Lin lives here every day."

help:……

The doctor continued to ask: "How much do you earn a month?"

Assistant: "Ten thousand less than the bonus."

"Do you remember the gold card that Mr. Lin used to check out the first time?"

Assistant nodded, "I remember."

At that time, Mr. Lin took out and almost blinded his dog.

Doctor: "If you don't eat or drink the money, you may not be able to make it in three lifetimes."

help:……

Then the doctor looked back at Zhuichi, "Is Mr. Lin still pitiful now?"

help:……

He doesn't know that Mr. Lin is not pitiful now, but after the comparison just now, he seems to be more pitiful.

Zhuo took a deep breath, for a moment he didn't know who gave him the courage to pity Lin Qiong just now.

When Lin Qiong returned from buying milk tea, he happened to meet the two of them leaving the villa area.

Lin Qiong waved to the two, "Doctor! Help!"

For a while, his arms waved in the air, like kelp.

I saw Qing wearing a light-colored sweater, with a smile on her delicate and innocent face as always, her hair was slightly light-colored under the sunlight, and a pair of clear and penetrating double slight curves, which made her look so beautiful.

Heart trembling.

The assistant looked at it for a while, dazed, but quickly replied: "Mr. Lin."

Lin Qiong stepped forward quickly, "Today is also hard work."

Saying that, he stuffed two cups of milk tea into their hands.

Doctor: "Thank you."

Lin Qiong waved her hand, "You're welcome, can Xingyun drink now?"

The doctor gave a pertinent answer, "Yes, yes, but drinking water is healthier."

Lin Qiong nodded, that means no drinking.

After a few polite words, the two waved goodbye.

After Lin Qiong returned home, she went straight to the third floor, first changed her clothes, and then walked to the door of Fu Xingyun's room, "Xingyun, I'll be back~"

Seeing that the door of someone's room was ajar, he first took a look, and then poked a fluffy head in.

Fu Xingyun had just finished the shower and came out when he saw someone and said, "Come in."

Lin Qiong saw that he looked good and walked in with milk tea, because he was wearing home clothes and didn't have any guesses, so he sat down on the bed.

Fu Xingyun looked at it and didn't say anything.

Lin Qiong looked at the person's back, "What did you do today?"

"It's nothing more than a waist and arm measurement exercise."

Lin Qiong pulled him onto the bed, "Do you feel better?"

Fu Xingyun was silent for a long time, thinking about what he could do with his legs today, but in the end he shook his head.

Seeing the downcast face, Lin Qiong quickly comforted her, "It's okay, let's take our time."

He said that he gave the milk tea in his hand to others, "Drink it?"

Fu Xingyun looked at the pearl milk tea in the opponent's hand, and Lin Qiong said seriously, "I want a big cup for you."

Fu Xingyun pondered for a while, "I can't finish it."

I believe in you.

"Actually, the doctor said that it is better for you to drink water." Lin Qiong asked tentatively, "How about I drink it for you?"

Fu Xingyun: ...

Finally, Lin Qiong put the two straws into his mouth and drank milk tea.

Fu Xingyun looked at the other party's appearance, and smiled unconsciously for a moment.

"tasty?"

Lin Qiong nodded, "It's delicious."

Looking at the hot gaze, Lin Qiong felt a little unkind for a moment, "Would you like a drink?"

Said to take a cup and handed it to the person.

Fu Xingyun looked down at the straw that the person swallowed just now.

Lin Qiongshun looked over and hurriedly recovered, "Wait a minute and I'll get you a cup and pour some out for you."

Just as Lin Qiong was about to get up, the cup of milk tea in his hand was taken away, "No need."

The man lowered his head and took a sip from the straw.

Lin Qiong was a little stunned for a moment. In his impression, Fu Xingyun was slightly obsessed with cleanliness. Even if he entered the other party's room at first, the other party would make a bad face.

And now the other party actually used a straw with him.

Lin Qiong didn't know how to organize his words for a moment, so he asked dryly, "Is it good?"

"En." Fu Xingyun handed back the milk tea in his hand to the other party.

Lin Qiong: "Don't you drink?"

"The doctor said to drink plenty of water." The man stared at Lin Qiong after he finished speaking.

Lin Qiong looked at the two cups of milk tea in his hand, and then at Fu Xingyun.

Fu Xingyun said, "Stop drinking?"

Lin Qiong: "Huh? Drink, drink."

The man's eyes are hot,

For some reason, Lin Qiong felt that the other party seemed to be waiting for him to drink.

Lin Qiong obediently lowered her head and borrowed two straws to take a big sip, then puffed out her cheeks and looked at each other like a groundhog.

Lin Qiong drank two cups of milk tea in his room before leaving. After he left, Fu Xingyun took out the "Love Handbook" and put a check mark under Article [-].

After dinner, the two of them nestled on the sofa watching the animal world as usual, and the doorbell rang not long after.

Lin Qiong checked the time, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening.

Who can be at this time?

Lin Qiong stood up, "I'll go and have a look."

Seeing what Fu Xingyun wanted to say, Lin Qiong added, "I will not open the door to strangers."

"..."

Lin Qiong went to the door and looked at the monitoring monitor at the door. A familiar big face was firmly pressed against the camera not far away.

knock!

Lin Qiong took a step back in fright, and immediately picked up the phone

Fu Jinglin carried his backpack, "It's me."

"I know."

Fu Jinglin frowned, "Then why didn't you open the door."

"What are you doing at night?"

Fu Jinglin tousled his hair irritably, "My mother and I had a fight."

"Oh, it's a stroke."

Said the door opened.

Fu Jinglin: ...

Lin Qiong returned to the living room, "The eldest nephew."

Fu Xingyun wrinkled sharply, and before he could speak, Fu Jinglin swaggered in with his sports bag on his back.

Fu Xingyun: "What's the matter?"

When Fu Jinglin saw his uncle, his aura instantly weakened a lot, "It's nothing, it's just a little conflict with my mother."

Changing the subject, "Is there anything to eat at home? I'm hungry."

Lin Qiong stood aside, "There are leftovers."

"I don't want to eat." Young Master Fu Jinglin said in a tone, "Go and make me a new one."

Fu Xingyun raised his eyes and glanced at the other party.

Fu Jinglin shuddered instantly, "Leftovers are fine too."

Lin Qiong looked back at Fu Xingyun with some doubts, and saw that he was drinking tea calmly, without even looking at them.

"Don't you want to eat?"

"Who said that!" Fu Jinglin's voice was so loud that he wanted to tell the whole world, "I like leftovers the most."

"..."

The corner of Lin Qiong's mouth twitched slightly, "Then wait a moment, I'll get the leftovers and fry you some fried rice with eggs."

After saying that, he kicked on his slippers and left the living room. After the people left, Fu Xingyun put the cup on the coffee table.

The voice was not loud but crisp, but Fu Jinglin swallowed.

Fu Xingyun saw that Fu Jinglin's eyes were dark and frightening, "You pass."

Fu Jinglin walked over with some trepidation, and just about to take a seat beside him, the man's deep voice was heard.

"Did I let you sit?"

Fu Jinglin straightened up in fright.

When Lin Qiong came back, he saw Fu Jinglin standing next to him with his backpack, like a tree with its roots buried.

Lin Qiong was puzzled, "Why don't you sit down?"

Fu Xingyun calmed down, "He likes to stand."

Lin Qiong: "Really?"

Fu Jinglin said boldly, "Yes."

"The meal is ready, you sit down and eat."

Said to pass the fried rice with eggs to the hands of the people.

Just as Fu Jinglin was about to make a move, that indifferent voice said, "Stand."

Fu Jinglin's 1.8-meter body froze instantly.

Lin Qiong: "How can I eat while standing?"

Fu Xingyun: "He is performing now."

Fu Jinglin: ...