Flash Marriage Love: Fu Shao's sultry can't stand it

Fu Sichen has always done things neatly, and dealing with wounds is no exception. After a simple bandage and treatment, he asked Tang Weiwei to put on his clothes.

But after Tang Weiwei heard his words, he moaned and called out again.

"My hands are so sore now, I probably can't wear clothes."

Hearing what Tang Weiwei said, Fu Sichen turned his attention to Tang Weiwei's hand.

In order to vent his anger before, Fang Tongtong stomped on Tang Weiwei's fingers several times. When Tang Weiwei followed Fu Sichen over at the beginning, his hand was only swollen.

Tang Weiwei didn't feel any pain because she didn't feel much, and it was convenient for her to get dressed and undressed.

It wasn't until now that the edema on his hands had subsided a little, and he didn't really feel the pain.

Seeing her like this, Fu Sichen felt helpless.

"Look at you, you've only been away from me for so long, and you've made yourself look like this."

Although he disliked Tang Weiwei, he didn't really give up on Tang Weiwei, but helped Tang Weiwei get dressed honestly.

When Fu Sichen helped Tang Weiwei get dressed, it was rare for Tang Weiwei to take a serious look at the person opposite him.

Fu Sichen has a good skin, but his appearance advantage does not lie in that face, and he has a very good bone appearance.

From Tang Weiwei's perspective, he could just see the sunlight outside the window hitting Fu Sichen's face, smudged with bright golden traces, making Fu Sichen's face even more handsome.

At the same time, because the bodies of the two were very close, Tang Weiwei could even feel Fu Sichen's warm breath hitting his neck, tickling like velvet.

Tang Weiwei's breathing couldn't help but became rapid, and then said a little bit coyly: "Or you can just let go, and I will try to put on the clothes myself after a while."

She really couldn't stand this ambiguous distance anymore, this distance made her heart beat very fast, almost making her think she had a heart attack or something.

After she finished speaking, Fu Sichen did sit up, and just when Tang Weiwei thought he was going to leave just like that and was relieved, he was hit on the head suddenly.

Fu Sichen tapped her on the forehead lightly, and then said fiercely: "What's wrong with your hands now, can you still wear clothes? I'm afraid you want to hurt yourself to death, give me Sit down obediently, and I will help you get dressed."

Now Tang Weiwei didn't dare to speak, and sat there dumbfounded, quietly waiting for Fu Sichen to put on his clothes.

By the time Fu Sichen put on his clothes, Tang Weiwei's face was already blushing because of excessive shame.

I don't know why, although they are already old couples, but Fu Sichen's actions all the time make her very excited.

After getting dressed, Tang Weiwei originally wanted to say thank you, but before she could open her mouth, there was a gurgling sound in her stomach.

Hearing that shameful voice, Tang Weiwei's face turned red again.

"are you hungry?"

When Tang Weiwei desperately prayed that Fu Sichen would not hear these embarrassing voices, Fu Sichen also heard this obvious voice, and then turned around and asked.

After being discovered by Fu Sichen, Tang Weiwei nodded secretly like a child who was caught doing something wrong, and then explained a little.

"Actually, it's not that I'm hungry. It's just because I was chased by Fang Tongtong before, so I have consumed a lot of energy, and now my stomach is a little loud."

Tang Weiwei faltered and explained that she wanted to prove to Fu Sichen that she was not that kind of gluttonous woman, but how could Fu Sichen not know what was going on with her now.

Sighing helplessly again, Fu Sichen put his hand on the top of Tang Weiwei's head and rubbed it gently, "You just do it right here, I'll go to grandpa and grandma to help you prepare it." Some food."

After finishing speaking, Fu Sichen turned the wheelchair and went out. When he came back again, he was holding a bowl of oatmeal porridge in his hand.

"Grandpa and grandma have been worried all day, so they didn't prepare anything to eat. Oatmeal is the only thing they prepare. You can make do with it first."

So Fu Sichen came over with food, Tang Weiwei struggled to sit up, then stretched out his somewhat red and swollen hand, trying to take the bowl of porridge.

But when she was about to take the oatmeal, Fu Sichen patted her hand down without mercy.

"Your hands have become like this, is it possible that you still have to eat by yourself?"

Tang Weiwei hesitated and said: "Otherwise?"

Fu Sichen turned the wheelchair and sat next to Tang Weiwei naturally, "Isn't there a ready-made person beside you? You just have to do it well, and I'll feed you."

After saying this, Fu Sichen pressed Tang Weiwei back on the bed with rare force, then took out a spoon, took a spoonful of oatmeal porridge to test the temperature, and put it near Tang Weiwei's mouth.

She had never been fed food since she was three years old. Tang Weiwei was put on the bed by Fu Sichen like a child and fed food again. She felt extremely ashamed for a while.

But she had figured out Fu Sichen's actions today, and knew that if she refused at this time, Fu Sichen might forcefully feed her food again without saying yes or no.

Ever since, Tang Weiwei swallowed the food obediently.

Seeing her obediently eating the food, the tyrannical atmosphere around Fu Sichen finally subsided a little, and then he fed it into Tang Weiwei's mouth bit by bit.

The feeling of feeding one bite at a time made Fu Sichen feel a little addicted. Before he felt the fun, the oatmeal porridge was exhausted.

Tang Weiwei ate a bowl of porridge and ate a full stomach, clutching his slightly bulging belly and said, "I feel like I'm already full."

The subtext was that Fu Sichen didn't have to continue feeding in such a shameful way.

But Fu Sichen looked at the empty bowl in his hand and felt a little empty in his heart, so he said: "You have lost so much blood today, your body must be weak, how can you just eat such a little oatmeal? Go make you some."

"But I really feel full already." Tang said weakly.

But Fu Sichen obviously didn't listen to her words. After saying that, regardless of Tang Weiwei's rebuttal, he turned his wheelchair and went to the kitchen on his own.