That flirtatious slut is damn sweet

"Ah! Ah Zhe, are you bleeding?!"

Seeing blood oozing from Fu Zhe's neck, Lin Shuyi immediately exclaimed.

Fu Zhe touched the small tooth marks on his neck, looked down, and sure enough, there were blood stains on his fingers.

Lin Shuyi is not tall, and his teeth are delicate, but they are not as sharp as expected. Fortunately, there is not much bleeding, so it should not be too serious.

Fu Zhe didn't care, and even liked the wound left by the little guy, wanting to look in the mirror to see what shape it was.

He smiled and said: "It's okay, it's just a slight skin break, just apply some medicine later..."

"Ah! I actually bit you! What should I do?"

Young master Lin was not as calm as he was, his heart ached with heartache, and he didn't care if anyone else was present, so he raised his hand to caress Fu Zhe's neck.

He originally just wanted to leave a shallow strawberry mark on Dr. Fu, but he is weak and his lung capacity is small, so he can't get it off no matter what, so he only bites when he is in a hurry. He thought it would be fine to leave a tooth mark. The son is a bit big, but it will not bite through.

But as soon as Fu Zhe was in pain, the two lost their balance and fell off the reclining chair. Under the action of inertia, Lin Shuyi couldn't control the strength of his teeth, and directly broke the skin on the other's neck.

God!He actually bit Dr. Fu!

Will this be broken up? !

Dr. Fu would definitely not like something like a puppy!

Lin Shuyi panicked and said incoherently: "Woo... I didn't mean it... Doctor Fu, don't want me... I will be careful in the future, and I will never hurt you again! I will never make you bleed again... Woooo..."

Fu Zhe: "..." Why does this sound so strange?

Qiao Jiao's jaw almost dropped in surprise.

Is there a next time for this?

Where does No Blood Bleed Anymore? ? ?

never will be

They lived in the same dormitory in the past, and went to the bathroom together. Qiao Jiao can't count Lin Shuyi's size.

Even if Lin Shuyi is on top, just because of Young Master Lin's little pepper...can make Fu Zhe bleed?

impossible……

Qiao Jiao looked at Lin Shuyi suspiciously.

Could it be that this kid is already 20 and can develop a second time?

Why can't I grow taller if I can develop? ? ?

With question marks in his stomach, Qiao Jiao subconsciously went to look at Mo Jinhuai.

Mo Jinhuai replied with a "don't look at me, I don't know" expression.

Fu Zhe lifted Lin Shuyi up and stood firm, and when he turned his head, he saw the colorful puzzled expressions on the faces of Qiao Jiao and President Mo Da.

He is not a person who likes to explain a lot, but he always feels uncomfortable if he doesn't explain this kind of thing clearly.

So he said cryptically: "Although this is a private matter between me and Shu Yi, it may cause misunderstanding. I'd better explain it. Things are not as you imagined..."

Lin Shuyi thought that Fu Zhe was explaining the bloodshed, and quickly nodded his head in agreement: "Yes, yes, Xiaojiao, don't get me wrong, Dr. Fu and I are not usually like this..."

He wrung his fingers and smiled shyly: "You all know how much I like Dr. Fu, why am I willing to let him get hurt? Usually I am very gentle with him, and I have never let him get hurt and bleeding. Today I was in a hurry. It was an accident... ..."

Qiao Jiao and Mo Jinhuai: "Oh."

Fu Zhe: "..." It's even more unclear!

No matter how I heard it, I felt that he was the one below!This unscientific! ! !

The devil doctor looked at the limp and harmless Young Master Lin, and finally understood what it means to "one thing drops one thing".

There is always a person in this world, his existence is to restrain you, in front of the innocent and lovely young master Lin, no matter how devilish he is, he will only have his share.

Fu Zhe thought about it, and felt that it's better not to continue to describe this kind of thing more and more black and white.

When he completely eats up the little idiot, with Young Master Lin's soft personality, he will naturally go to Qiao Jiao crying and talking about this and that, and then the question of who will go up and who will go down will naturally be clarified.

He had no choice but to temporarily press the topic, and changed the subject very bluntly: "Xiaojiao can get out of bed, it seems that his body has recovered, and it will be more reassuring to check again."

"Ah, yes..." Qiao Jiao scratched her head in embarrassment.

In fact, he was able to get out of bed a long time ago, and it was all Mo Jinhuai's fault for not letting him move and telling him to sleep.

It really is sleep in the usual sense, not some kind of stimulating exercise. The dead man doesn't move him, just hug him and watch him sleep quietly.

But he had a good night's sleep last night, and he was dizzy from the pain when he woke up in the morning. His sleep time has almost caught up with the cat. How can he still sleep now?

It's hard to talk about it, and it's finally allowed to get up.

Qiao Jiao felt that God probably felt sorry for him for not having a decent father, so he sent Mo Jinhuai to fill this vacant role.

It doesn't count when he goes to bed, usually Mo Jinhuai just raises him as his son.

You have to take care of everything, you can't do this, you can't do that... not only treat him as a son, but also as an underage...

The old fatherly worries of dead men are horrible!

It was cold outside in the winter, Mo Jinhuai was afraid that Qiao Jiao would catch the cold, so he reluctantly agreed with the other two to enter the house.

Fu Zhe checked Qiao Jiao's physical condition and made sure everything was as usual, as if the pain just now had never happened.

"It's really similar to the symptoms of Mr. Mo's poisoning before. It was also extremely painful during the poisoning period, and then the toxin completely evaporated, but... the last time Mo always hurt for more than ten hours continuously, while Xiaojiao's time was much shorter. " Fu Zhe said thoughtfully.

"Will it hurt again?" Mo Jinhuai asked.

He didn't care about anything else, what he cared more about was whether Qiao Jiao would suffer from pain again.

Qiao Jiao was afraid that he would have to draw blood again if he continued talking, so he quickly waved his hands: "No, no, I'm fine now, and I definitely don't feel any pain. I don't feel uncomfortable at all, so it shouldn't be poisoning."

Mo Jinhuai raised his eyebrows: "Then what happened to you this morning?"

"Maybe I've caught a cold and my whole body is cramping..." Qiao Jiao said that he didn't need to write a draft.

The system told him before that the pain caused by the side effects of universal water lasted at least ten hours, and at most ten days and a half months.

But he only suffered for two or three hours. Is the universal water not pure enough?Or is his physique different from ordinary people?Or is this just an appetizer, and it will hurt again later?

The system was not there, and Qiao Jiao was not sure, so he could only fool Mo Jinhuai first.

He rubbed his stomach and interrupted the man: "Brother Huai, I'm hungry."

Mo Jinhuai is not stupid, of course it can be seen that Qiao Jiao wants to change the topic.

But anyway, he had asked Mo Jinyu to take the fragments of the test tube containing Qiao Jiao's blood sample for testing, and everything would be fine after the results, so he wasn't too worried, so he just followed the little thing.

"Then I'll find you something to eat." The man touched Qiao Jiao's face, stood up and was about to go outside.

"Wait!" Qiao Jiao called to stop him, "Do you know where to find food?"

President Mo gave a meal.

Qiao Jiao added: "This weekend, the school cafeteria will not serve meals."

"..." President Mo turned around, obviously Qiao Jiao had hit the spot, he just wanted to go to school.

Qiao Jiao looked at him with an "I knew it" look: "Go to Aunt Fat's house. I used to go to Aunt Fatty's house for lunch on the weekends. She knows that I have people here, so she must have done a lot."

Mo Jinhuai gave a "hmm" and asked, "How much?"

Qiao Jiao frowned: "How much is it?"

Mo Jinhuai was puzzled: "Is there no money to go to the fat aunt's house to get food?"

Qiao Jiao sneered at him: "What do you think you can only exchange with money? I just fell here penniless, what money can I give? The fat aunt said that my mother was kind to her and would not accept my things. Just help the fat aunt with the work."

Mo Jinhuai nodded, bartering for power, he understood.

"But..." Qiao Jiao thought about Mo Jinhuai's indiscriminate appearance, and waved his hands, "Forget it, you can't help Aunt Fat, it's fine if you don't make trouble, and come back after you get the food."

"What do you want to do?" President Mo Da has always been confident, he thinks he can do it.

Qiao Jiao pouted: "It's nothing, it's simple to say, just peel the edamame, pluck the feathers of the chicken, dig the peanuts, wash the dog and so on."

President Mo's expression froze: "I'll come back after I have my meal."

What is this all about?

He can't do any of them!

It still sounds difficult!

President Mo, who doesn't touch the spring water with ten fingers, doesn't want to touch new fields, and thinks it's more convenient to give money directly.

Give Fat Aunt some more food expenses before leaving...

So, on the day Qiao Jiao and Mo Jinhuai left, Aunt Fat got the food allowance to buy a Maybach.

This is a later story, now that President Mo thinks about his little daughter-in-law having to do all the work in the winter in order to earn a living, his heart aches.

Qiao Jiao called him again: "Wait!"

That's the bad thing about having long legs. Before he could finish a sentence, the dead man jumped out five meters away.

"You can't take the food for the four of us by yourself. I'll go with you." Qiao Jiao said as he wanted to stand up.

Lin Shuyi pulled him back: "Xiaojiao, you are not in good health, you should stay indoors, and I will go with Dr. Fu."

Fu Zhe rubbed the little boy's head: "You don't need it, I can just go with Mr. Mo, you can stay in the room with Xiaojiao."

Seeing two tall and big men walk out of the room, Qiao Yaoyao changed into a gossip face, and poked the little young master Lin who was still in the shape of a "watching husband stone".

"Okay, Doctor Fu will definitely be eaten by you," Qiao Jiao teased, "It seems to be developing well!"

Lin Shuyi has a thin skin, and the room is warm, her little face is red: "Well, Dr. Fu is very kind to me."

Qiao Jiao was very curious: "What a good way?"

Lin Shuyi blushed: "I'm afraid of pain, so Ah Zhe didn't force me..."

Qiao Jiao nodded in understanding.

That's it!

It turns out that you are afraid of pain, so Dr. Fu loves you so much that he suffers with tears...

Tsk tsk tsk, this is true love...

"Ahh-!"

Fu Zhe, who had just walked to the edge of the flower field, sneezed.

Why does he feel hairy on his back?

Who is talking about him? ? ?

Mo Jinhuai turned to look at him inexplicably: "A doctor, do you still have a cold?"

Fu Zhe shrugged: "Isn't it inevitable that a person who is the CEO will encounter bankruptcy?"

"That's right." Mo Jinhuai continued to walk forward.

It's getting cold, even though they are not the Wang family, they should be more careful. It is not a long-term solution to expect Mo Jinyu to look at the Mo family.

In the room, Lin Shuyi didn't know that Qiao Jiao had lost his mind, so he continued: "Doctor Fu will let me get used to it slowly."

Qiao Jiao didn't quite understand: "Adaptation?"

Lin Shuyi said earnestly: "Doctor Fu said that from an academic point of view, the fear of pain is due to nervousness and shyness. Let me overcome the shame first, such as wearing some special clothes, or using some special props to assist..."

Qiao Jiao's eyes widened as he listened.

My old swan! ! !

What does he know? !

Unexpectedly... Dr. Fu is not only willing to submit to others, but even likes props? !

In Qiao Jiao's mind, the image of Lin Shuyi wearing a queen's leather skirt, stepping on Fu Zhe's buttocks with high heels, and waving a small leather whip has already appeared.

This is too...too heavy...

"Ah...Ah Choo——!!!"

Fu Zhe, who was walking beside the field, sneezed again.

Facing President Mo's questioning eyes, Dr. Fu explained: "I don't have a cold..."

It's just that there was a chill rising from the tailbone, making his whole back feel cold...

Didn't someone really say something bad about him behind his back?