Dressed as the villain's cannon fodder daughter

Fu Siming hugged the girl tightly, bowed his head against her slender shoulders, let out his thoughts, and murmured over and over again: "Qianxun, Qianxun..."

The words were hoarse with imperceptible tremors.

The man trembled so unbearably, hot tears fell on Lu Qianxun's neck drop by drop.

At this moment, he is like a man who has lost all his armor and exposed all his weaknesses.

Lu Qianxun hugged his broad back with his slender arms, a little at a loss, so he could only comfort him: "Fu Siming, I'm back safely, don't cry."

"Also, don't try too hard, I have injuries and it hurts..."

She let out a "hiss—" in pain.

Fu Siming's handsome eyes shook, and he slowly let go of the girl in his arms.

His tough and handsome face was stained with tears, Lu Qianxun raised his head, revealing his swan-like neck.

Only then did she realize that the man in front of him had a very bad complexion, his eyes were light blue, and his handsome face was less bloody.

"It's ugly, don't cry."

Looking into the beautiful jewel-like eyes of the girl, it seemed to fill him, regardless of body and mind.

Fu Siming raised his hand and wiped his face, "Okay, I won't cry."

Seeing this scene, Lu Beiye squinted his stern and narrow black eyes, his face was frighteningly stern.

Bai Fengying tugged at Lu Beiye's sleeve, and said, "Beiye, you and Mom go upstairs, I have something to tell you, Qianxun hasn't eaten since she came back, let her eat something first."

Lu Qianxun turned his head, his beautiful eyes looked forward to grandma and father.

Lu Beiye looked at his daughter and said softly, "Okay, you go to eat first."

Lu Qianxun nodded, took Fu Siming's hand and walked towards the restaurant.

Seeing this, Lu Beiye's face turned livid and sullen, and the veins on his forehead twitched.

The atmosphere is dignified!

Bai Fengying also noticed her son's face, and raised her hand to stroke his arm, "Okay, okay, the children have grown up, let them go."

Lu Beiye lowered his eyes and simply went upstairs.

Lu Wanwan stood not far away, quietly.

She looked at the people leaving in two directions, her dark eyes watered, her thin white fingers tightened her skirt, and she bit her pink lips.

Obviously she is also a child of the Lu family...

Fu Siming glanced at their holding hands from the corner of his eye. The girl's fingers were slender and soft, which made people feel fascinated.

There was a smile on his face, full of affection.

in the restaurant.

Fu Siming sat next to the girl, with beams of light covering her profile, her delicate eyebrows and eyes drooping.

He Sisi stood by and waited. She put the porridge in front of the girl and said, "Miss, I made bone porridge. The doctor said it's good to eat."

Lu Qianxun nodded, ready to eat with a spoon.

Fu Siming stared at the girl's side face, eyes full of love, and said softly: "Qianxun, your injury is still not healed, can I feed you?"

When Lu Qianxun heard this, Crow Feather's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he refused outright: "I don't want it, I can eat it myself."

She wasn't hurt to the point where she couldn't eat herself.

She doesn't like being fed.

Hearing this, there was an inexplicable light in Fu Siming's eyes, and his handsome face was lonely.

Lu Qianxun raised his eyelids, "Sister Sisi, you can serve him a bowl too, his complexion is not very good, and he must not have eaten well."

"Okay, miss."

Immediately, He Sisi filled a bowl and placed it in front of Fu Siming's table.

Lu Qianxun looked at him sideways, with slightly curved lips, "Let's eat together."

"it is good."

Fu Siming's brows and eyes were as gentle as ink painting.

He will do what she says.

He was in a coma for a long time. After waking up, he kept looking for girls. He hardly ate or drank.

The subordinates could not persuade at all.

After eating a bowl of porridge, Lu Qianxun felt much better.

Seeing that the man had already finished eating, he sat quietly by the side, looking very good.

Lu Qianxun: "Come out with me."

In the gazebo of the house.

The upper body of the girl is a loose white T-shirt, and the lower body is a pair of comfortable beige trousers.

The man was wearing a dark ink suit, which was exquisitely tailored, making him tall and straight.

Lu Qianxun turned his head and said softly, "Fu Siming, you should eat well and take care of yourself when I'm not around."

"You're not here, I don't want to eat or sleep." Fu Siming's eyes were red, and he said dumbly: "These days, my mind is full of what you looked like before you fell into the sea. If I can't find you again, I'm going crazy gone."

Lu Qianxun was slightly stunned, the picture of the man dying for love in his previous life flashed across his mind, and he murmured: "Fu Siming..."

The light orange light fell on the girl's face, and those eyes, which seemed to be covered with stars, looked at him without blinking.

Fu Siming leaned over, his handsome face approached the young girl's delicate face, looking at her with lingering eyes, and asked, "Chihiro, where have you been these days? I've searched all over Japan, but I can't find you."

Lu Qianxun's heart speeded up briefly as he stared deeply at the man, his eyelashes lowered, and a little pink appeared on the tips of his ears.

"Remember that Nanxian?"

"South string?"

"You saw that half monk in Gu's Hospital before." Lu Qianxun blinked lightly, and continued, "He saved me. I woke up after being in a coma for three days."

Hearing this, Fu Siming's pupils froze suddenly, and an unknown meaning flashed in them.

He took the girl's slender hand and said hoarsely, "I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well."

"Fu Siming, you didn't feel sorry for me, but I made you worry and fear."

Lu Qianxun shook his head, closed his eyes with guilt, and said shamelessly, "Because of me, you, father, and grandma...

You must be having a hard time these days. I see that you and my dad look very bad, worse than me, an injured person. I can guess that you are running around for me these days. "

Their dedication without complaint made her feel deeply guilty.

Lu Qianxun raised his delicate chin, and said softly, "Fu Siming, you don't need to tell me you're sorry."

The girl's eyes were shining like stars, rising up for him.

Fu Siming's heart fluctuated violently, and after a long while he slowly bent down and approached her face again, with an imperceptibly hoarse voice, he gave a soft "hmm".

The man's eyes were bottomless, and Lu Qianxun was dazed for a moment.

The tip of his tall nose was in front of the girl's nose, and the two of them breathed in harmony, they couldn't get any closer.

Just as the man was about to kiss the girl's tender lips, he was interrupted by a voice.

"Miss, the Patriarch is looking for you!" Standing in the distance, He Sisi shouted towards this side.

Fu Siming's face was gloomy, and the irritability of being interrupted ran rampant in his heart.

Lu Qianxun came back to his senses quickly, his cheeks flushed instantly, and blushing he hesitated, "It's very late, do you want to stay at Lu's house for the night, I'll have someone prepare a room for you."

Fu Siming's handsome face showed two joys.

"it is good."

Lu Qianxun went to the study, while Fu Siming stayed in the Lu's guest room.

Soon the maid brought a change of clothes, and quickly withdrew out.

Fu Siming directly picked up his clothes and went to the bathroom.

Just now Chihiro called him ugly, what does he look like now?

Looking at himself in the bathroom mirror at this moment, that solemn and handsome face has an unconcealable blue-gray color, and a faint blue stubble grows around his chin.

The slovenly appearance made him frown suddenly.

He was so ugly just now?