A glance at love: Mr. Fu is menacing

Fu Shen didn't know what his old man was thinking. At this time, under the influence of Shen Xian, he had gradually calmed down and loosened Shen Xian.

Shen Xian brushed her hair back and stood up.

Fu Shen blinked, and the moment he saw Shen Xian clearly, he felt his heart stop suddenly.

The little sunlight leaking in from outside the curtain folded on the face of the woman in front of him.

Her black curly hair was loosely tied up, her skin was fair and fluffy, and her Danfeng eyes were slightly narrowed with a smile, revealing a gentle and obedient gaze.

The thin lips are slightly hooked, revealing half of the white teeth, a pair of silver slender glasses on the bridge of the nose, bending down to reveal the clearly visible collarbone.

Fu Shen was stunned, this woman... is she a fairy?
"Shen, Shen..." Fu Shen suddenly remembered his mother's gentle voice when he was young, and the smile overlapped perfectly with Shen Xian.

"Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu?" Shen Xian called him.

Fu Shen was called to his senses, and after a while, he regained his senses, with a calm and cold expression on his face.

Shen Xian's guess was right, the eyes opened up, they were really beautiful, but they were too cold and not warm.

Fu Shen lowered his eyes, then looked at Shen Xian, and then glanced at the smiling Mr. Fu by the door.

"Old man, what's going on?" He spoke again, his voice was low and his brows were slightly frowned.

Seeing that his grandson had recovered, Mr. Fu quickly cleared his throat, and said seriously, "Ahem... This is your new psychiatrist, Shen Xian, Dr. Shen."

Seeing Mr. Fu introducing herself, Shen Xian nodded to Fu Shen with a docile expression, "Hello, Mr. Fu."

Fu Shen just woke up from a nightmare, and looked a little tired. His hair was slightly disheveled, he sat up and lit a cigarette, raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Xian, obviously very interested in her.

Fu Shen's voice was a bit seductive and deep, and his tone was thought-provoking, "Doctor..."

The more he looked at this woman, the more interesting he found it. At this moment, he thought of several animals: a docile sheep, a bunny with bright eyes, or a motherly elk.

It is usually described that women make good use of cats, but Shen Xian is not. In Fu Shen's eyes, Shen Xian is not as cute as cats.

"Then my old man won't delay your doctor's treatment. Let's go out first, Dr. Shen, don't worry about it." After saying that, Mr. Fu turned his back and left the room without forgetting to close the door.

As soon as Mr. Fu left, only Shen Xian and Fu Shen were left in the huge room, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Because of the icy aura emanating from Fu Shen himself, Shen Xian felt his back go stiff and broke out in a cold sweat.

She forced herself to calm down, cleared her throat, took out a pen and notebook, and smiled decently, "Mr. Fu, let's do some simple questionnaires today, so I can understand your specific situation."

Fu Shen ignored her businesslike tone and kept staring at Shen Xian.

"Why are you always smiling?" Fu Shen asked lightly.

Shen Xian paused, feeling a little puzzled, but when he asked, she had no choice but to answer, "I think the doctor Mr. Fu also hopes to face is a gentle and good-tempered person."

Fu Shen nodded pretending to be suddenly enlightened, with a smile on his lips.

"Okay Mr. Fu, let's get to the point. My first question is, how long have you been having this dream repeatedly?" Shen Xian looked at Fu Shen solemnly, waiting for his answer with the pen in her hand, so that she could take notes .

"How old is it?" Fu Shen answered the question again, and snuffed out the cigarette butt.

Shen Xian gasped, seeing the man's half-smile expression, she pouted slightly dissatisfied.

"26 years old, what's the problem, Mr. Fu." The smile on Shen Xian's face was slightly stiff.

"26 years old..." Fu Shen muttered to himself, then raised his head to look at Shen Xian and continued to ask, "How long have you been working as a psychiatrist?"

"Seven years." Shen Xian answered neatly this time.

"A local in Jinling?"

"Yes, local in Jinling."

……

As Fu Shen continued to ask questions one by one, Shen Xian's complexion became worse and worse, and she was almost impatient. He definitely wanted to make things difficult for her on purpose!

When Fu Shen was about to speak again, she couldn't bear it anymore and pressed the pen to his lips.

"Shut up! Mr. Fu, I hope you can cooperate with my work!"

"You should be clear that your situation is very special. If you don't cooperate with me, I won't be able to fully understand your condition. It will be you and not me who will delay the treatment." Shen Xian's face was flushed with anger, and she finished speaking in one breath. ups and downs.

After hearing her finish, Fu Shen remained silent, staring at Shen Xian until a few seconds later, he grabbed Shen Xian's hand and took the pen away from his lips.

Shen Xian's hand was very warm, making him feel as if a warm current was flowing slowly, a feeling he had never experienced before.

Shen Xian was a little dazed. She recovered and struggled, her ears turned red, "Let go! Mr. Fu!"

However, Fu Shen seemed to be teasing her on purpose, but instead tried harder, with an intriguing smile on the corner of his mouth.

Originally, I thought this man's expression would not be gentle, after all, he has been like an ice cube since he woke up, but now he smiled so gently.