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"I apply to walk by myself."

Fu Ying was carried by Zhong Qiu and walked in the corridor of the villa. Outside the window was the sea that connected to the sky. The white waves rolled up and smelt of sea salt.

"Didn't it mean that the legs were uncomfortable?" Zhong Qiu said, and pulled Fu Ying's hand pointing out of the window back to his neck, signaling him to hold it tighter so as not to fall.

Fu Ying: "You clearly know that I said that in order to avoid rehabilitation."

Zhong Qiu pushed open the bedroom door and smiled: "Then I'm acting for you."

He carefully put Fu Ying on the bed, and rolled up his loose cotton trousers to check the scar on his leg.Seeing the tender skin that had just grown on her legs, Fu Ying couldn't help turning her head away and said, "I'm applying for a photon skin rejuvenation plus beauty plastic surgery,"

"It'll be fine in a while, okay.

After Zhong Qiu checked, he lowered his head and kissed him on his knee, comfortingly said: "I don't dislike it, but if you really don't like it, it's okay to do one."

"That must be done. I still have to bask in the sun on the beach. I must not have burn scars on my legs. It's too scary." Fu Ying clicked her tongue and wiped her knees with the back of her hand: "Don't get the drool on your face." on my leg."

"Okay." Zhong Qiu pushed his shoulders up and kissed Fu Ying's face.

"Then I'll get it on your face."

Fu Ying felt a softness on her cheek and pushed him hard. Zhong Qiu lay down on the bed with strength, stretched her arms and legs and sighed: "Xiaoying, you really gained a little weight recently, I just hugged you for a while , I feel my arms are a little sore now."

"Then you find my wheelchair, charge it up and I can go wherever I want." After Fu Ying finished speaking, Zhong Qiu didn't answer, but closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Fu Ying narrowed her eyes as she watched him, and asked softly, "You brought me to this shitty island and didn't give me a wheelchair. Could it be that you want to imprison me?"

"Didn't you say you want an island?" Zhong Qiu was looking at him: "This island has beaches and villas, and I have opened up a small part of it for people to go sightseeing, and even built a hotel. gone?"

Fu Ying stretched out her hand to pinch his face and pulled it out, and said in a cold voice, "You're so embarrassed, didn't you mean the island you gave me? Why do you accept the plan with full authority?"

"Didn't you tell Secretary Chen that?" Zhong Qiu saved his face, "Can't I help you fulfill your wish? And all the proceeds will be transferred to your bank account, and I didn't keep a penny of my personal money. .”

"That's about the same, but you still have to find me a wheelchair." Fu Ying slapped him in the face: "Otherwise you have a video conference there, and I can only sleep in bed, which is too unfair."

Zhong Qiu: "As long as you tell me where Chang Er took Feng Qing, and I get Feng Qing back, I won't have to talk for a second."

"It's not the same thing." Fu Ying clicked her tongue: "Do you just love to see that I can't go anywhere and can only rely on you? I sprained my foot first, and then..."

"Shh-"

Zhong Qiu came up to him and kissed him: "Don't mention that matter again."

The lips of the two people parted as soon as they touched, but soon they pressed together again, and their lips and teeth were entangled.

Before the situation was about to get out of control, Zhong Qiu resisted his impulse and hugged Fu Ying into his arms, then lowered his head and kissed his ear, sighed and said, "Don't deliberately hook me with your tongue."

Fu Ying hummed, stretched her arms around his neck and kissed the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Don't you just like to lock me up, so that I can only rely on your tune? I'm satisfying you now, why not?" Are you going to hide?"

"Your injuries are still not fully healed." Zhong Qiu said a word and was kissed by him. In the end, he had no choice but to raise his hands in surrender: "I lost, I lost, can you stop making trouble?"

Fu Ying leaned on him and asked lazily, "I don't know how to run around, why don't you give me the wheelchair?"

"Last time you treated me so well, and then handed me over to the police and sent me to the detention center." Zhong Qiu shrugged: "So I should be a little wary."

Fu Ying spread her hands: "But lovers should learn to trust each other."

"Then why didn't you remove the monitor in my study and the monitor in my mobile phone first?" Zhong Qiu asked back.

Fu Ying was taken aback, then turned to look at him: "How do you know?"

"That day when you were taking a shower, the keychain kept vibrating next to my phone, so I found out. Then, while you were taking a nap, I took your keychain and shook it around."

Zhong Qiu sighed: "You actually put a monitor next to the toilet, is it necessary?"

"... At your age, you are prone to hemorrhoids after sitting on the toilet for too long. Is it too much for me to care about your health?" Fu Ying spread her hands and murmured softly, "I am also doing this for my own happiness..."

Zhong Qiu was stunned for a moment, and after realizing what Fu Ying meant, he smiled angrily: "Okay, what you said makes sense. But why do I still have a tracker on the sole of my shoe?"

"Because I'm afraid you'll get lost when you go shopping, so I installed a locator so I can find you," Fu Ying said.

Zhong Qiu: "I think you are trying to make up for the regret that you didn't monitor me back then."

"No, but I can't help you if you think so." Fu Ying spread her hands: "If you don't want to, you can pick it, anyway, I don't care."

Zhong Qiu stared at him for a while, then sighed and said, "Forget it, as long as you like it."

"I also care about you." Fu Ying stretched out her arms and rubbed his neck, "After all, I'm not familiar with the place here, so I have to create a sense of security for myself."

Zhong Qiu responded and patted him on the back: "Okay, I have to go to a meeting, do you want me to open the computer for you?"

"Yes, and the snacks you bought today, bring them here." Fu Ying stretched her waist, rubbed her eyes and said, "Go to sleep when you are full."

Zhong Qiu responded, took the things over, closed the door and went to the study. Fu Ying watched Zhong Qiu move around the villa on the computer screen, and finally stopped in the study.

On the surveillance screen, Zhong Qiu was wearing a shirt and suit, a neatly tied tie, and a mix of fancy beach pants and flip flops, sitting in front of the computer in a serious manner, preparing for a meeting.

Fu Ying watched and whistled, thinking that she is indeed a male model, so it's not too strange to dress like this.

When Zhong Qiu's meeting started, to confirm whether he would leave the study in a while, Fu Ying rolled over and got off the bed, and stood on the ground without using a wheelchair and crutches.

He took two steps and felt the muscles in his legs stretched, but he didn't feel any pain. He immediately took a step back and walked around the room twice. There was no problem with walking, but running was still a bit uncomfortable, and he had to take it easy during this time .

Fu Ying put on her shoes, pushed open the bedroom door, walked carefully past Zhong Qiu's study, and went directly to the door of the villa.Zhong Qiu wanted to convict him of imprisoning Pu Lei. There were only him and him in the villa, so it was too convenient for him to escape.

Whistling and pushing open the door of the villa, the sun was warm on her body, Fu Ying stretched her waist, lamenting that the road still needs to be walked with legs, and the scenery still needs to be seen with eyes.

He walked out along the shade of the tree without opening an umbrella, humming an out-of-tune song with the sea breeze blowing, thinking that this is called an island vacation, what's the point of lying in the room and looking out before.

After walking for a while, I arrived at the tourist station. Fu Ying waited for the bus to pay and get on the bus. She sat alone in the last row and swayed forward.

A bunch of young couples were sitting in the front row, holding a little fat man in their arms.The little fat man was drooling while sleeping on his father's shoulder, but the sightseeing car dangled, the little fat man woke up, looked at Fu Ying with big eyes for a while, and giggled.

Fu Ying couldn't help laughing, and the driver in front pulled the bell on the car to remind her to get off at the stop.

Zhong Qiu opened up a part of the island for tourism, and designed a whole commercial street that fits the atmosphere of a tropical island. The tropical fruits sold are cheap and good. Fu Ying bought a mango smoothie and ate it while walking.

The children pulled their parents and stood in front of the handicraft shop, refusing to leave. The shells and wind chimes hanging under the eaves were tinkling, and several shops were overcrowded.

Fu Ying only glanced at it from a distance and didn't go in. She continued walking along the stone brick floor to the beach.The billboard of the diving project was flickering. He was a little moved, but he remembered that he could not go into the sea because of the scars on his legs. He sighed, turned around and sat down in a cool place by the sea, blowing the wind and watching others play.

The sun was shining on his back, the wind was salty and hot, and the excitement was very close and far away from him. Fu Ying leaned on the chair and felt a little drowsy, and the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

The word Zhong Qiu flickered on the screen, Fu Ying counted the time, thinking that Zhong Qiu's meeting must not be finished, she probably went to the bathroom to take a look at herself on the way, and found that the person was gone.

In order to prevent him from calling the police and occupying public resources, Fu Ying picked up the phone, and just after he was fed, Zhong Qiu asked in a cold voice: "Where did you go?"

"Strolling outside." Fu Ying said with a smile: "Aren't you in a meeting? I'm too bored by myself, so I went out for a stroll."

Zhong Qiu: "...Where is it? I'll pick you up."

"You finish the meeting, I'll bask in the sun by myself." Fu Ying paused and said softly, "Don't worry, I can't run away, I'll just sit here for diving."

Zhong Qiu was silent for a while, then gave in and said, "Don't run around, I'll pick you up after I've settled the matter here."

"Then remember to bring some change. I want to eat grilled fish. I didn't have enough money to buy it just now. They only want cash." Fu Ying complained: "Bring more, more, I want to eat ice cream."

Hanging up the phone, Fu Ying sat in another place, staring at the envious eyes of a few children and sitting on the swing, until the sky was yellowed by the sunset, and the children were taken back to the hotel by their parents, with big and small footprints on the beach Leave a string on it.

Fu Ying looked at them in a daze, and their swaying movements gradually stopped.

"It's quite a distance." Zhong Qiu's voice sounded from behind, he walked to the swing, grabbed the cane in one hand and the iron chain in the other and asked, "Shall I push you to swing for a while?"

Fu Ying shook her head, looked up at him and asked, "Will it be open for so long?"

"Something happened suddenly, and it took a lot of time to deal with it." Zhong Qiu smiled: "Didn't you say that you can't run away, so I just came over after dealing with it."

Fu Ying pursed her lips and sat on the swing without moving.

"Let's go, I'll buy you grilled fish." Zhong Qiu patted him on the head.

"I can't walk anymore." Fu Ying looked at him.

The two looked at each other for a while, Zhong Qiu squatted down with his back to him and said, "Okay, I'll carry you back."

Fu Ying smiled, put her arms around his neck and raised her legs actively. Zhong Qiu stood up with his back on her back, and walked forward step by step. Fu Ying looked at Wan Xia, patted his shoulder and said, "When my legs get better, Change my brother to carry you."

Zhong Qiu responded, and walked back along the seaside listening to Fu Ying's words.

Halfway through the walk, Fu Ying wanted to get down and walk on her own, but Zhong Qiu was so troubled that she had no choice but to let him walk slowly on crutches.But Fu Ying walked like flying on crutches, and Zhong Qiu quickly followed behind. The two left two and a half pairs of footprints on the sand, one in front and the other behind.