I owe you a lifetime of love

The emotion was only for a moment, An Nian didn't forget Xu Yicheng in the corner, she quickly lifted her head from Fu Qingshen's chest.

"Xu, Xu Yicheng...Let's look at Xu Yicheng first."

In just a few seconds, Fu Qingshen's dark eyes circled around, and finally fell on Xu Yicheng who was in a state of distress.

He raised his hand to cover Anian's eyes.

An unstoppable violent breath welled up in his chest.

His eyes were red for two full hours!

Why is she here?

Why are they in the same bathroom?
The anger flowing all over his body erupted in an instant, Fu Qingshen clenched his teeth tightly, and in just that moment, his eyes were full of murderous intent.

Suddenly—

There was a gentle itch in the palm of the girl's blindfolded eyes.

An Nian, who was still in despair and helplessness just now, calmed down...

Fu Qingshen is here, her lover, her backbone.

Suddenly, all the bad emotions in the body were swept away.

Fu Qingshen's heart seemed to have been washed and soothed by something.

He carried An Nian out of the bathroom and put him on the bed in the bedroom.

Fu Qingshen made an emergency call before coming, and the ambulance siren that came with him at this moment soon rang downstairs.

Fu Qingshen put a hand on Anian's shoulder.

Reassuringly, he patted: "It's all right, it will be all right soon."

An Nian seemed to have thought of something, she suddenly got off the bed and strode towards the bathroom.

Xu Yicheng looks like that...

He is also a big boy who wants to save face, how can he make a fool of himself?
"Every year!"

When An Nian stepped into the bathroom with one foot, Fu Qingshen reached out and grabbed An Nian's wrist.

"What else are you going to do with him?"

Fu Qing's deep, dark eyes were filled with anger and grievance for such a random sentence.

An Nian's heart softened, and she immediately explained.

"Fu Qingshen, help him, help him tidy up, don't let him look like that..."

Fu Qingshen naturally understood: "You can just tell me about such things, why do you have to do it yourself?"

Before An Nian could reply, Fu Qingshen had already entered the bathroom and closed the bathroom door with his hands.

When Xu Yicheng was taken away by the doctor, he held a handkerchief tightly in his hand...

He seemed to wake up briefly, and when he tilted his head, he looked at An Nian and smiled.

Seeing him like this, An Nian felt extremely sad.

So far, she doesn't know what to say.

When the ambulance left, Fu Qingshen called the Xu family again.

After all this is done, the surroundings will be quiet...

Fu Qingshen took off his coat and put it on An Nian's body, but when he saw her wet clothes, his eyes deepened.

It didn't matter whose residence it was, he went to the cloakroom and picked out a set of clothes.

"Go and change out the wet clothes first, or you'll catch a cold."

An Nian looked at the clothes in Fu Qingshen's hands in a daze.

Immediately, she smiled mockingly, reached out and took the suit and threw it at her feet.

She stepped on it with both feet, with deep hatred in her eyes!
She never thought that her kindness would be treated as a donkey's liver and lungs by others, and she never thought that it would be so uncomfortable to be bitten back.

Her head was dizzy for a while, and she hardly dared to close her eyes. Every time she closed her eyes, there was a scene of the bathroom door being locked.

She stood in the bathroom and waited for the people outside to open the door, but the people outside locked the door...

who's that person!
It's Xia Qing!

She would rather that Xia Qing was kidnapped and the door was locked by anyone else, and she didn't want it to be like this.

For a long time……

Fu Qingshen once again saw hatred in An Nian's eyes.

An Nian stomped on the clothes under her feet, and Fu Qingshen reached out and hugged her into his arms.

Her body was trembling, trembling uncontrollably...

Fu Qingshen patted her on the back lightly: "It's okay, it's over, it's over, I'll take you home..."

It was too late to go back, and An Nian was exhausted after such a toss.

She returned to Shengshihaoting, lay on the bed she was familiar with, closed her eyes gently, and fell asleep in a short while.

She saw Xu Yicheng in the story, Xu Yicheng with red eyes, Xu Yicheng holding her wrist tightly...

Tilting her head, her lips brushed against Xu Yicheng's neck...

That person's red eye sockets, extremely suggestive eyes, and scorching breath!
An Nian screamed and struggled. In her dream, she was surrounded by such eyes, and she had nowhere to escape...

Xu Yicheng's "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry An Nian, I can't control it..."

"Little devil, I hate myself to death!"

"Annian, don't hate me...don't hate me..."

Xu Yicheng loves to laugh the most. For a person like him who is full of freshness in everything, there should always be a bright smile on the corner of his mouth.

But why...

He cried?
His eyes were red, and he covered his eyes with tears rolling down his face.

Trembling, he stretched out his hand again...

"No, don't...don't, Xu Yicheng, don't!"

call--

An Nian woke up from her dream screaming, and she straightened up.

A plausible dream made her break out in cold sweat.

She gasped for breath, before she had time to react, the sound of broken porcelain came from the door.

The crisp sound shattered in the ear, scattered in all directions——

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and a drop fell into his eyes.

Eyes hurt a bit.

An Nian blinked.

Fu Qingshen was wearing home clothes and an apron, but the porridge he was holding fell on the cold floor.

An Nian looked at him in shock.

What dream had she just had?

Whose name did she call in the dream?

"Qing... Qingshen?"

There were tumbling anger and sadness in the man's eyes, but in the eyes that An Nian looked over, all the hostility in him disappeared.

"feelling better?"

An Nian nodded.

Fu Qingshen walked over the bowl of porridge that he had knocked over: "Sorry, I accidentally knocked over the porridge, did I scare you?"

Fu Qingshen stretched out his hand and placed his palm on An Nian's forehead.

An Nian shook her head, seeing that Fu Qingshen looked normal, she leaned back a bit, and the tense nerves all over her body were temporarily relaxed.

"I had a dream..." An Nian said with a hoarse voice.

Fu Qingshen's eyes dimmed, and his eyes fell on her wrist.

His Adam's apple rolled, and the hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist with such force that his knuckles were turning white.

"What did you dream about?"

An Nian raised his face, there was grievance in his watery eyes, and he cautiously probed: "Xu, Xu Yicheng..."

Fu Qing felt a sharp pain in his heart, and the suspicion and jealousy that gathered in a flash disappeared in an instant.

He let go of his fist.

The expression on his face was as slow as possible, with a stiff smile on his brow: "What did you dream about him?"

Don't scare An Nian.

Fu Qingshen thought so.

"Forget...forget." An Nian shook his head, suddenly thinking of Xu Yicheng who was taken away by the ambulance.

"Fu Qingshen, what time is it?"