Boss, let me be presumptuous for a while

Fu Qing'an felt very helpless.

Since Fu Baobao insisted on staying here, she had no choice but to stay here with him.

She took a look, and there was a long sofa over there, which was wide enough for her and Baobao Fu to sleep together.

Fu Qing'an said to Fu Yang: "Well, the baby and I will stay here, and we will sleep on the other side of the sofa."

Fu Qing'an took out a blanket from the cabinet, then fell asleep on the sofa.

Fu Baobao slept inside, while Fu Qingan slept outside.

Fu Baobao's movements were cautious, and Fu Qing'an smiled softly: "Baby, you can put it to sleep, and you can stretch your hands and feet however you want."

Fu Baobao's voice was very soft, and he smiled: "No, my mother said, my sister is pregnant, and there is a baby in her belly, so I have to be careful, or I will kick my sister's stomach."

After hearing his words, Fu Qing'an instantly felt that the baby was very sensible.

It would be great if she also had such a sensible child.

Her eye sockets suddenly turned red.

Then she put the baby to sleep.

After Fu Baobao was about to fall asleep, Fu Qingan couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

She turned over and suddenly met Fu Yang's deep gaze.

The man's voice was hoarse: "Come here, put the medicine on for me."

Fu Qingan frowned slightly, then walked over.

She looked puzzled: "Boss Fu, isn't there a nurse?"

Fu Yang's face sank: "I don't like those women touching my body."

Fu Qing'an felt very helpless, and then took out the bottle of ointment from the cabinet according to Fu Yang's instructions.

She took off the bandage and put the ointment on it.

The wound was so hideous that Fu Qing'an didn't dare to look at it.

She was shaking all over, and the hand holding the ointment bottle was shaking.fu
Yang raised his head and gave her a cold look, his face darkened: "Why are you shaking? I don't feel any pain at all. Take the medicine quickly, I'm going to sleep."

Fu Qing'an nodded lightly, and she helped Fu Yang apply the ointment.

Suddenly Fu Yang felt hot tears dripping down his back, and he frowned: "Why are you crying?"

Fu Qing'an's voice was choked with sobs, and she said, "Boss Fu, thank you very much."

She sincerely thanked Fu Yang in her heart, but she did not forget the harm Fu Yang brought her.

After applying the ointment, Fu Qing'an was about to leave. Suddenly, Fu Yang grabbed her wrist tightly: "I can't sleep, tell me a story."

After hearing his words, Fu Qing'an frowned.

She felt that Fu Yang was like a child now, she sighed softly, and then sat down beside the bed.

The man was sleeping on his side, facing Fu Qing'an, his handsome features were stained with a lot of paleness.

Seeing him like this, Fu Qing'an instantly felt distressed, and then she began to tell stories to Fu Yang.

Fu Yang gradually closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Since Fu Qing'an left him, he had never had such a good sleep.

Fu Qing'an saw that Fu Yang was gradually falling asleep, and then she planned to get up and go back to sleep on the sofa.

But Fu Yang firmly grabbed her wrist and refused to let her go. No matter how Fu Qing'an pulled his hand away, it was useless.

At this time, Fu Yang suddenly talked in his sleep, calling Fu Qing'an's name: "Qing'an, Qing'an, I really miss you."