Obsessive, the CEO's sweetheart

Spicy orange.

When Aunt Rong first heard the name, she thought it was a nickname. The young people nowadays are so extravagant with words like "darling" and "honey", which made her blush.

Later, when she heard Fu Lang emphasize what the girl's name was, Aunt Rong suddenly realized that Xin Gan was her name.

The last name is Xin...

Aunt Rong said, "This name is really nice. It sounds like a pearl or a treasure. It is obviously a treasure of the family. Second Young Master, you can't bully her."

Aunt Rong was the "dowry" of Fu Lang's mother. She had watched Fu Lang grow up since he was a child, so she had a lot of respect.

Fu Lang is a carefree person, but he is also willing to listen to Aunt Rong.

Fu Lang hugged his beloved and said with a raised lip: "This is natural."

He couldn't love her enough.

*

Fu Lang came out of the bathroom, his robe tied loosely around his waist. He raised his hand to wipe his short black hair with a towel. Aunt Rong knocked on the door with a slightly anxious look on her face: "Second Young Master, Miss Xin seems to have a fever..."

Fu Lang paused while wiping his hair.

Forty-five minutes later.

Zuo Chen didn't even have time to change his clothes before he rushed to the lakeside villa carrying his medicine box.

Zuo Chen was filled with resentment, "In my previous life, I dug up someone's ancestral grave, and in this life, I met Fu Lang, such a big idiot!"

After seeing the girl lying on the bed in the master bedroom with an abnormally red face, his original complaints suddenly turned into a shocked exclamation, "Fu Lang, you didn't rape the girl, did you? Beast!"

He even saw the strawberry mark on Xin Gan’s neck!

Fu Lang: “…”

Fu Lang kicked Zuo Chen and said, "I asked you to come here to see a doctor, not to point your finger at me and scold me! Go and see her now!"

Zuo Chen, who was always gentle and elegant, couldn't help but complain: "... arrogant, rude, don't you know to treat doctors with some respect? Fu Lang, you would be a tyrant in ancient times, the kind of tyrant who would chop off my head if you can't cure me! I'm not your royal physician! It's the third time, the third time, and this time you dug me out of bed in the middle of the night to treat your woman. I finally got my night life back, and you still treat me like this..."

"I'll cover your hospital's investment for next year." Fu Lang couldn't stand it any longer, and glanced at him, "Now shut up and see the doctor!"

Zuo Chen immediately put away his resentment and smiled: "Okay!"

Get up at night, make a consultation, and with tens of millions of dollars of investment next year, the equipment in the hospital can be replaced. This deal... is worth it, really worth it!

Then, Zuo Chen showed his utmost professionalism and seriousness and gave Xin Gan a detailed diagnosis.

"You have a high fever, probably because you caught a cold. Give you an IV drip. You'll be fine tomorrow." Zuo Chen prepared the medicine, accurately inserted the needle into the back of the girl's fair hand, and hung up a bottle of water.

Then he prescribed a few pills to take orally.

If you feed Xing Gan some medicine immediately, the effect will be better.

But, at this moment, Xin Gan was so delirious from the fever that he couldn't swallow the pill in his mouth. He wrinkled his milky white face, cried vaguely, and said a lot of nonsense in his sleep...

Finally, Fu Lang brought the cup of water, sat down beside the bed, and fed the pill to Xin Gan mouth to mouth.

Finally, he kissed her hard to alleviate the bitterness in his mouth.

After giving him some medicine, he became more sexy for no reason.

Zuo Chen: “…”

Tsk, I didn't see it.

Fu Gou just took the opportunity to steal the dear little girl!

*

midnight.

Xin Gan was sweating and the fever subsided. He lifted the quilt and murmured, and a piece of his arm slipped out from his sleeve: "Hot, sticky..."

My clothes were soaked with sweat and stuck to my body feeling sticky and uncomfortable.

Fu Lang half-lifted the person up and changed Xin Gan into clean clothes. Her skin looked as dazzling as white jade in the dark, and touching was inevitable during the process of changing clothes.

She was so delicate and soft in his arms, and finally, Fu Lang couldn't help but lower his head.

Xin Gan vaguely felt very hot, and then she was fed a bitter medicine. Not long after, her whole body became sweaty again. A big hand supported her back, and her sticky clothes were changed. Then her heart felt slightly hot. She thought the feeling was a bit strange, and her toes couldn't help but curl up.

"Hmm..." The girl moaned softly, her slender white fingers softly grasping the man's short black hair. Xin Gan subconsciously knew that she seemed to be sick. Being sick always makes people emotionally sensitive and fragile. Her breathing was slightly disordered, and she was talking nonsense, calling a name, "Fu Lang..."

Xin Gan was also calling out his name in her dream. Fu Lang was very satisfied with this. His hot breath brushed across the girl's chest, and the words he spoke were a little unclear: "Darling, I'm here."

"...I want to drink porridge and red bean cakes. Can you make them for me?" Xin Gan opened her eyelashes slightly. The light in front of her was dim and the figure was blurry. She closed her eyes tiredly again, mumbling nonsense that she herself might not even know, "Fu Lang, don't be like this... It's uncomfortable..."

How can I make porridge and red bean cakes?

This thought and doubt flashed through Fu Lang's mind very quickly, leaving no trace.

However, Fu Lang agreed to whatever she asked for at this time.

"Okay, I'll make porridge and red bean cakes for you tomorrow morning, okay? Be good, kiss me for a while..." Fu Lang agreed without hesitation, and at the end, his voice suddenly lowered.

Of course, apart from the kiss, he didn't do anything dangerous that crossed the line. After kissing her for a while, he re-buttoned the clothes of the delicate beauty with her shoulders slightly exposed in his arms.

Xin Gan, who was put on the bed, finally relaxed his slightly furrowed brows.

But Fu Lang——

It's like playing with fire and getting burned!

I went into the bathroom again in the middle of the night and took a cold shower for half an hour!