Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Fu Han stood up and approached her with a dark face.

"Ah! Don't come here, it really stinks!" Wen Qingyue stretched out her hand to push him, resisting to hide in another direction.

The man didn't say a word, stretched out his big hand, fished her back domineeringly, fixed her on the bed half-forced, lowered his head and sealed her clever mouth.

"Hmm..." Wen Qingyue opened her eyes wide, "Did you not brush your teeth, Fu Han, you are so dirty..."

The words leaked from between the lips and teeth intermittently, the tone was half disgusted, half coquettish.

For a while, Wen Qingyue lay on the bed blushing and heartbeating, staring at the ceiling, her lips were bright red with a lustrous luster on her slightly pale face.

There was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom of the single ward, and a man whom she disliked was taking a bath in it.

As Wen Qingyue listened, she recalled Fu Han's words in her mind.

She rearranged her thoughts, she interfered with other people's fate, and if the rescue was successful, she would lose her luck, resulting in a coma and possibly death, and Fu Han could make up for her lost luck.

After sorting out a complete context, Wen Qingyue's eyes lit up, "Yes, why didn't I think of it?!"

"What?" The man in the bathroom thought she was talking to him, so he turned off the water and asked.

Wen Qingyue was shocked, "It's okay!"

The sound of water sounded again, and Wen Qingyue's thoughts returned to the thread she had sorted out.

Assuming that every time she saves a person who deserves to die, her own luck will be damaged, and she will even die, then the first person she came to this world to save is Fu Han.

This was also the only time she didn't lose her luck and didn't go into a coma. Could it be because Fu Han's luck was so good that she continued her lost part in time?

After rescuing the girl last night, she started to feel weak, but because Fu Han was by her side, she never fell into a coma, but then she got into the ambulance and separated from Fu Han, the connection between them was broken, and she fell into a coma up?

Tsk, so Fu Han is still her charging station?

Wen Qingyue clenched her fist with five fingers, propped her chin, and unconsciously bit her thumbnail.

Until a knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.

"Come in!"

Ah Cheng came in carrying two bags, and said, "Young Madam, these are the clothes I want."

Wen Qingyue nodded, "He's in the bathroom, you can take him there."

"Huh?" Ah Cheng was stunned.

He...isn't that convenient.

"Ah what? Did you ask me to send it there?" Wen Qingyue raised her hand that was still infused.

Ah Cheng smiled sheepishly, "Young Madam, lie down well, I'll see you off."

Just when the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, Ah Cheng stood in front of the frosted glass door and said, "Master, you, I brought you the clothes you wanted."

The people inside didn't speak, only heard a click, the door opened, and a hand with bony bones stuck out from the crack of the door, which was soaked in water.

Gudong!

Ah Cheng swallowed instinctively, and handed the bag to that hand.

Snapped!

The door closed in an instant, Ah Cheng only felt the wind blowing against his face the moment the door closed.

Wen Qingyue was also taken aback by the sound of the door closing, and looked blankly at the bathroom.

With such a strong hand, the door won't be broken, right?

Ah Cheng turned around, glanced at Wen Qingyue, and said politely: "Young Madam, please rest well, I'm leaving first."

Wen Qingyue smiled and said, "Okay, you worked hard too!"

After this, Wen Qingyue's thoughts were also interrupted.

After Fu Han came out, her eyes were attracted instantly, and she blew a hooligan whistle like a little hooligan, "The picture of a beautiful boy coming out of the bath is so handsome!"

Fu Han: "The picture of going out of the bath should be naked, you may be able to see it when you gave me the clothes just now."

Wen Qingyue: "..."

When it comes to hooligans, it has to be you.

Fu Han only wore a shirt on his upper body, which was half buttoned, and his chest muscles and collarbone could be seen. He put the coat on a chair beside him, and his short hair was wet and dripping.

Although the air conditioner was turned on in the ward, Wen Qingyue couldn't help feeling cold for him.

The man was still buttoning his chest in a slow manner. A few drops of water rolled down his stubbled chin and landed on his collarbone, and then slowly slipped into his collar. Wen Qingyue's eyes burned, and she subconsciously licked Licking his lips, Fu Han happened to look at her, his eyes met, the man's eyes were full of smiles, as if he had seen through her.

Wen Qingyue was so anxious that she hurriedly avoided her sight, rubbed her eyes to cover up, and said, "Your hair is so wet, do you plan to leave it like this?"

Fu Han had already stepped to the side of the bed, bent over to look at her, and the smell of just taking a bath came to Wen Qingyue's face in an instant.

The VIP wards in the hospital are equipped with shower gel and shampoo. Although it is cheap, the smell is not unpleasant.

Wen Qingyue's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, her eyelashes trembled with high frequency, her red lips parted slightly, and said, "You, what are you doing so close? Water dripped onto the quilt!"

Fu Han stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, and asked her to look up. An overly good-looking face gradually approached, and Wen Qingyue seemed to be frozen, unable to move.

Until a drop of cool water fell on her eyelids, waking her up, but she couldn't resist the man's kiss anymore.

This kiss was different from the previous one. It was gentle and lingering, without lust but it moved her heart very much.

When it was over, Wen Qingyue was already weak all over, and 8 leaned against the man's arms to breathe.

Fu Han put his arms around her, played with her hair, and said, "I'm going on a business trip tomorrow, and it may take a week to come back."

"Huh?" Wen Qingyue was stunned for a moment, then rolled her eyes at him, "Business trip? Where are you going? It's been so long."

"Well, City S."

"Oh, then you go, I'm busy anyway." Wen Qingyue nodded, and didn't feel anything.

For Fu Han's profession, frequent business trips are normal. She's not a little girl, she can't leave her when she's in a relationship or gets married, and she can't leave her when she's on a business trip.

It may be that she has to go on a business trip the next day, and Fu Han accompanied her in the hospital all day.

At the beginning, Wen Qingyue clamored to be discharged from the hospital, but was ruthlessly rejected, bored, and then was pinned down on the hospital bed to toss.

"Fu, Fu Han, you bastard..." Wen Qingyue cursed in a low voice, her eyes were watery and flushed.

The dog man is really thicker than the city wall, she is still a patient, this is still a hospital, and nurses will come to round the ward at any time.

Woohoo, if someone finds out, she won't have to live.

So humiliating.

Whatever you want.

At a critical moment, Wen Qingyue suddenly heard footsteps and voices in the corridor outside, and immediately grabbed the man's arm nervously, and said in a low voice: "Yes, someone is coming... You, you get out!"

Fu Han was caught suffocating. Let him go out at this time, wouldn't it kill him?

Not only did he not go out, he even reached out his hand to cover her lips, and said, "Shh, my dear, don't make trouble, they won't come in, that's fine..."

"Well……"