After filing for divorce, the hidden marriage boss panicked

The bright moon hangs in the sky, and its faint moonlight flutters on the urban streets, spreading out like layers of shining broken silver.

Under the street lamp, Li Fei stood there, with cold eyebrows and a small, palm-sized face that was so hazy that it was hard to see clearly.

Fu Lingheng asked her to wait for him at the back door of the hospital, and didn't say where she was going.

Not far away, the wheels rolled over the gravel of the road, honked the horn, and stopped firmly beside her.

"Get in the car and go home."

He stood against the light, his expression softened by the shadow of the streetlight. After opening the passenger door and asking her to get in, he walked back to the driver's seat.

Li Fei's mind wandered, full of doubts about his series of abnormal actions today. He absentmindedly fastened his seat belt, but found that he couldn't fasten it.

"what happened?"

Suddenly, a huge shadow enveloped him. Fu Lingheng turned sideways, and with his clear-jointed white fingers, he pulled the seat belt of the passenger seat and buckled it easily: "Is this tight?"

The pleasant fragrance of ebony on his body and the heat from his fingertips touched the back of his hand, and his voice was low and magnetic, pouring into the ear like a magic spell.

The posture of the two of them was too ambiguous. Li Fei's body stiffened, and his hands couldn't help but tighten his seat belts. His lowered eyes were a little panicked, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly: "Just, just right."

As the car engine started, Fu Lingheng held the steering wheel and looked ahead.

Passing a traffic light intersection, he took the opportunity to look sideways at her, and happened to catch her blushing as she turned to look out the window.

For a moment, something in my heart softened and softened.

The carriage became quiet, and Li Fei's eyelids gradually became heavier and heavier. Finally, unable to resist the strong tiredness, he closed his eyes and rested his mind.

When they arrived at Fenghuali, Fu Lingheng saw that she was sleeping deeply and did not wake her up. He gently carried her upstairs.

He put her on the bed in the bedroom and covered her with a quilt. He leaned over and tucked her in, intending to turn off the lamp, but he accidentally woke her up.

"Wake you up?"

She opened her hazy eyes and saw him taking off his suit jacket, loosening his tie, and unbuttoning his shirt with one hand, one after another, with lazy and slow movements.

She woke up suddenly, sat up, grabbed the clothes on his chest, stopped the movement of his hands, and asked with a vigilant look on her face: "What are you doing?"

"I'll sleep here tonight and I'll sleep here from now on."

Fu Lingheng lowered his head and glanced at her. She grabbed her slender wrist and frowned slightly. He lifted up the left corner of the quilt and lay in to hug her. He felt the warmth of his delicate body in his arms. The man's voice was low and vague: "Sleep." .”

"Fu Lingheng, let me go..."

She twisted a few times in the quilt, but couldn't break free.

Fu Lingheng rubbed her head, held her in his arms, put his big hands on her waist and abdomen, rubbed it gently with his fingertips, and said in a low voice, "Don't move."

His breath sprayed thinly on her neck, sending a numb itch through her brain and through every nerve.

Li Fei couldn't help but shrink his neck, gritted his teeth and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Nothing else, I just want to sleep with you in my arms."

His voice was hoarse, and his sexy lips brushed against her cheek, finally stopping at the base of her red ears.

His body temperature was scalding hot, his Adam's apple slid up and down a few times, and his deep black pupils seemed to be sucking her whole body in like a whirlpool.

Li Fei's body tensed up a bit, and his heartbeat was beating fast, as if it was about to burst out of his throat.

She swallowed her saliva and said with a stumbling voice: "Don't mess around..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Fu Lingheng suddenly opened the quilt, only to hear a 'bang' and the sound of running water coming from the bathroom.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of water gradually disappeared.

Fu Lingheng walked out with his upper body naked, his muscles well-proportioned and powerful, and his whole body exuded male hormones.

Looking at her rosy face, exposed collarbone, and looming ravine on her chest, Fu Lingheng's eyes suddenly changed, his throat tightened, his eyes were as hot as fire, and he turned around and rushed into the bathroom again.

Li Fei stared at him blankly as he came out of the bathroom and went in, repeating it three or four times. He couldn't help but murmur in his heart: "Is Fu Lingheng sick? The frequency of mysophobia is too high. Her bed sheets and quilt covers are so dirty." ? 】

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In the winter morning, the cold air spreads across every corner of the yard, and the cold wind whizzes past, making the dead branches and leaves rustle.

This snowy weather is perfect for sleeping in a warm bed.

However, one person was tortured by the fire and took cold showers all night long, causing himself to suffer from a severe cold.

"Ding-dong-"

The doorbell rang unhurriedly, but it seemed particularly abrupt in the quiet big villa.

Li Fei was making breakfast in the kitchen. When he opened the door, he saw Cheng Yang standing respectfully at the door with a few snowflakes on his hair and a bouquet of delicate red roses in his hand.

"Cheng Yang, what are you doing?"

"Madam, these are the flowers that Mr. Fu asked me to order yesterday. They could have been delivered by air last night, but there was a snowstorm and it was delayed. That's why it was delayed until now. I hope you won't be angry."

He deliberately set the alarm clock and got up early in the morning, carrying this bouquet of ninety-nine roses, and came to the boss's door with the determination to die to apologize.

The roses bloomed very delicately, with crystal water drops on the petals, as fresh as if they had just been picked somewhere.

Li Fei stretched out his hand to take it and said with a gentle smile: "Thank you for making a special trip. He has a fever and hasn't gotten up yet. Can you come in and sit for a while?"

"No, no, Mr. Fu asked me to go to the company to get a document for him. I have to leave first. Madam, please stay."

His head shook like a rattle, and he quickly waved his hand in refusal.

Li Fei didn't force it, took the flowers back into the house and placed them next to the succulent shelf on the balcony.

The lid of the casserole in the kitchen was bubbling. She quickly walked over and turned off the gas. She took out a bowl of fragrant and hot preserved egg and lean meat porridge and carried it upstairs to wake someone up.

"Fu Lingheng, are you up?"

"Um……"

He answered in a daze while wrapped in a quilt. Due to a cold and fever, his voice sounded hoarse and accompanied by a strong nasal sound.

The thick gray curtains in the bedroom were drawn tightly and the light was dim and gloomy. Li Fei could only walk to his bed and put down the porridge based on his feeling.

The man she couldn't drive away last night, after falling asleep in the middle of the night, she didn't know when he would return to her bedroom.

"Sister-in-law Ying is on vacation today. I made the porridge in the morning. Remember to drink it while it's hot. I have to go out for a while."

After saying that, she turned around and prepared to leave. As soon as she took two steps, a pair of arms grabbed her waist from behind, and a familiar masculine scent hit her face, making her cheeks feel hot.

"Honey, where are you going?"

Li Fei turned around and probed his forehead, and found that his body temperature was surprisingly high. He couldn't help but frown: "Why is it still so hot? Have you not taken any antipyretic medicine?"

"have eaten."

"Then get dressed quickly and I'll ask the driver to pick you up and take you to the hospital."

After saying that, she wanted to break away from his arms, but he held her tighter.

The man pushed her body forward gently, and Li Fei was caught off guard and fell to the edge of the bed. He turned over and pressed her over, trapping her in the middle of the soft quilt.

"What are you doing again?"

Li Fei was a little flustered and raised his eyes to glare at him.

He held up his hands and stared at her with his deep, jade-like eyes. He opened his thin lips lightly and his deep magnetic voice slowly flowed out: "I'm very hot."

"So I asked you to get dressed and go to the hospital!"

Li Fei didn't take it seriously and thought there was something wrong with his brain.

Maybe it was because of his illness. With Li Fei's gentle push this time, he loosened his grip and sat up and leaned on the head of the bed.

She looked at his half-naked chest. The texture was well-proportioned and strong, and the cold white skin revealed a seductive crimson color.

His low-hanging eyelashes were slightly curled and dense, a bit unrealistic, and seemed likely to fall off at any time.

"Then you finish your porridge first, and I'll go downstairs first."

Li Fei held the porcelain bowl and handed it over. He didn't move and said calmly: "I still have a fever, feel dizzy and have no energy."

After saying that, I didn't forget to cough twice.

He didn't look like he was pretending. Li Fei paused, picked up the bowl and stirred the porridge in the bowl with a spoon, then took a spoonful and put it to his mouth: "Here."

Seeing that he opened his mouth to swallow, she continued to feed until all the porridge in the bowl was finished. Then he raised the corners of his lips with satisfaction, hugged her into his arms again, rested his chin on her shoulder, and rubbed her affectionately.

"Honey, stick to it."

His tone was lazy and rogue when he spoke. How did he look like he was weak and coughing just now?

stickers?

Did Fu Lingheng take the wrong medicine, or was his head really burned out?

Where did you learn these goosebump-inducing slangs?

Could it be that his usual aloof, dignified, and unsmiling attitude was due to his split personality?

Li Fei cursed in his heart, this kind of childish behavior did not look like it came from the president of the Fu Group.