After she became blind, she had a flash marriage with a billionaire president!

Steady footsteps were heard behind me.

Mu Qianqian bit her lower lip and held her breath nervously.

Fu Sihan stared at the skin on the back of her neck, gently brushed away the nearby hair with his big hand, and found the zipper at the top of her skirt.

His palms were rough and hot. Mu Qianqian seemed to be scalded and let out a short moan.

This sound was like a cat's claw scratching Fu Sihan's heart, causing him to pause for a moment.

Fu Sihan held the zipper and restrainedly pulled it down a short distance, not exposing her too much.

His eyes were deep and his voice was hoarse, "Can we meet now?"

Mu Qianqian's heart was pounding with nervousness. She slowly raised her arm and fumbled to find the zipper of her clothes.

She blushed and nodded, her voice as soft as a mosquito's murmur, "...Yes, it's OK, thank you uncle."

"I'm leaving. Call me if you need anything."

Fu Sihan turned and left the room, and considerately closed the door for her.

Mu Qianqian took off her clothes smoothly and changed into soft and comfortable home clothes.

But deep down in her heart, she felt a little lost.

The uncle seemed to have absolutely no interest in her and was indifferent to her body.

She was so embarrassed that her face turned red, but the uncle acted as if nothing had happened. After helping her, he left calmly.

Is she so unattractive?

Stinky uncle, he is the one who is blind!

Mu Qianqian threw herself on the bed, imagined the pillow was Uncle Fu, and punched it hard.

What she didn't know was that Fu Sihan was not as calm as he seemed.

He wanted to continue with his work, but it was as if someone had thrown a flame into his body, burning fiercely.

Fu Sihan not only felt dry mouth and tongue, but also hot all over, and couldn't concentrate on his work at all.

He has been celibate for so many years, but this is the first time he has encountered such a situation.

I didn't expect that I would fall into the hands of a little girl.

Even Fu Sihan himself found it unbelievable.

He exhaled a breath of hot air, finally got up and walked into the bathroom. The cold water rushed down his Adam's apple, finally extinguishing the heat in his body.

At dinner time, Fu Sihan saw that Mu Qianqian didn't eat much, so he kept picking food for her, and a small mountain of food piled up in her bowl.

Mu Qianqian made a bitter face, "Uncle, I don't have such a big appetite."

She was only a little over 100 years old, and when she stood in front of Uncle Fu, she couldn't even reach his shoulders.

How could she possibly compare to his appetite as a grown man?

"Eat more, you're too thin."

The ends of Fu Sihan's black hair were still damp, his face was hard and cold, and his thin lips were slightly pursed.

Mu Qianqian, who is obsessed with looks, had no idea that the person sitting opposite her while eating would be such a handsome guy.

“Am I too thin?”

"Ah."

Fu Sihan originally just said it casually, but Mu Qianqian took it to heart.

She secretly wondered if the uncle was not interested in her because she was too thin?

Mu Qianqian looked down at her figure and found that it was indeed unremarkable.

She felt a little embarrassed and annoyed, but secretly made up her mind to keep in shape so that she could make old men bleed from their noses in the future!

After dinner, the nanny Aunt Liu came over to clean up the dishes.

Mu Qianqian walked to the kitchen and whispered to her, "Aunt Liu, can you help me make a bowl of soy milk in the morning?"

"Soy milk? Sure. Miss Mu likes to drink soy milk recently?"

Aunt Liu had a loud voice, and Fu Sihan, who was working in the living room, heard it immediately and glanced over indifferently.

Mu Qianqian noticed his gaze and wished she could disappear immediately.

Her mind had completely drifted elsewhere, and she spoke vaguely to Aunt Liu: "Well, just take care of it, I'm leaving first."

Mu Qianqian greased her feet and ran away.

She was about to flee back to her second bedroom, but Fu Sihan called out to her, "Stop."

Mu Qianqian seemed to be nailed to the spot, standing straight.

Fu Sihan frowned when he saw her so far away from him, "Come here."

"Oh." Mu Qianqian slowly moved to his side.

Fu Sihan raised his eyebrows, "Why do you suddenly want to drink soy milk?"

He really heard it!

How come this person’s ears are so sensitive!

"Because, because..." Mu Qianqian grabbed the hem of her clothes, not knowing how to answer.

She couldn't tell the truth, or he would laugh to death.

Fu Sihan had just asked casually, but he didn't expect her reaction to be so strange.

This made him suspicious, "What's going on?"

Mu Qianqian forced herself to calm down, "I just want to drink, there's no reason."

The wrinkles between Fu Sihan's brows deepened.

Just when he wanted to continue asking, a voice came from the computer: "Soy milk? Doesn't it have the same effect as papaya?"

Fu Sihan was having a voice conference with someone and forgot to turn off the microphone.

The casual words from an outsider made Mu Qianqian's cheeks turn red, and all the blood in her body rushed to her head.

She covered her face and ran away in shame.

Fu Sihan's expression froze for a moment, but he quickly realized what the benefits of soy milk were.

No wonder the little girl's attitude was so coy, it turned out that...

Fu Sihan thought of the words he said casually after dinner.

Did she hear it and take it to heart?

But he had never paid attention to her body parts, and only wanted her to eat more for health reasons. Who knew that the little girl's ideas were so wild that she thought of other places.

Fu Sihan also felt uncomfortable asking a grown man like him to explain this topic to her.

"Boss Fu, why don't you speak?"

Fu Sihan thought that it was this talkative instigator who made the situation so awkward, and his face suddenly turned dark.

He said coldly, "Let's talk about cooperation later," and hung up the meeting.

Before going to bed at night, Fu Sihan stood at the door of the second bedroom and hesitated for a long time whether to knock on the door.

Just then, the door opened from the inside.

Mu Qianqian saw him and asked in confusion: "Uncle, why are you here?"

"Nothing, I just came to see if you slept."

Mu Qianqian rubbed her eyes and said, "I just finished listening to the recording of the class and will go to sleep later."

Fu Sihan nodded slightly.

One person stood inside the door and one person stood outside.

Mu Qianqian wanted to go to the kitchen to get a glass of milk, but Fu Sihan blocked the door and she couldn't get out.

She whispered, "Uncle, can you please give way?"

Fu Sihan gave up his seat, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Don't take what I said tonight to heart."

"Huh?" Mu Qianqian didn't react.

Fu Sihan's expression was cold, but his words were very serious. "I have no opinion on your figure. No one in this world is qualified to judge your figure. I just hope you can eat more, replenish your nutrition, and recover your health soon."

It was the first time he spoke such a long speech.

Not only was Mu Qianqian stunned, even Fu Sihan himself found it incredible.

When did he become so long-winded?

After Fu Sihan finished speaking, he left with a cold face.

Mu Qianqian was left standing there alone, and it took her a long time to react.

Her whole body seemed to be immersed in a honey jar, and strands of sweetness enveloped her whole body.

Mu Qianqian blushed shyly, but soon, she couldn't help but smile.

Although the uncle has a cold temper, he is still a good person.