Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

Zhai Sicheng changed the subject and said, "Uncle and aunt will come over today."

Jiang Jing pushed the delicious cake in front of Zhai Sicheng, looked at him expectantly, and said casually: "Well, I know, they told me. Don't worry, they won't live here like me."

Zhai Sicheng was taken aback for a moment, and immediately found the point, "Do you still want to live here?"

"I haven't received the compensation my brother gave me yet. I will stay until the day you promised." Jiang Jing said as he tied a bite of cake and fed it to Zhai Sicheng's mouth, "Come on, open your mouth~"

Zhai Sicheng: "..."

Just when Zhai Sicheng was so troubled by Jiang Jing, Ji Fanfan drove the car towards home.

After being out for so long, he was also tired.

But when he got home, Fu Zechuan wasn't there, he didn't know where he went, Ji Fanfan didn't care, anyway, he'd better never come back to bother him.

Ji Fanfan dragged his tired body down on the sofa and fell asleep before he knew it.

When Fu Zechuan opened the door lightly and came back, he saw Ji Fanfan who was fast asleep on the sofa.

The way he fell asleep was defenseless, innocent, cute, not half different from before.

Fu Zechuan leaned over and picked him up.

He suddenly realized that Ji Fanfan seemed to be so light all the time, could he not gain weight?Or did you lose weight because of too many worries?Fu Zechuan felt distressed.

At this moment, seeing him leaning softly in his arms, Fu Zechuan suddenly felt reluctant to let him go.

For a moment, he felt that even if he hugged him like this until the end of time, as long as he could be with him, nothing else was important.

Fu Zechuan carried him into the bedroom, sat on the edge of the bed, protected his head so that he could lean against himself firmly.

Today Fu Yue came here to find Fu Zechuan, Fu Yue's intention was obvious, let him leave Ji Fanfan and go home with her.

But how is it possible?

It's not easy for him to find him, and he won't let him go again.

Fu Zechuan's hand caressed Ji Fanfan's neck, the skin under his palm was delicate and beautiful.

Fu Zechuan found Ji Fanfan's right hand again, pressed his fingertips together, and then slowly passed his fingers through the gap between Ji Fanfan's right fingers, and clasped his hand tightly.

He has already found the most authoritative doctor to treat Ji Fanfan's right hand. Although he doesn't know what happened to Ji Fanfan's right hand, he will definitely help him cure it.

Fu Zechuan's actions finally woke up Ji Fanfan.

As soon as Ji Fanfan opened his eyes, he saw Fu Zechuan's magnified face. He was frightened and wanted to push him away with his hands, but Fu Zechuan held his hands firmly, and he struggled vigorously, "Fu Zechuan, let me go! "

Fu Zechuan exerted strength in his hands, and pulled him deeper into his arms, close to his chest, with a hoarse voice, "Don't move around, or I won't guarantee that I can bear it."

At this moment, Ji Fanfan was sitting on his lap, his sitting posture was very awkward, and the picture was very charming, Ji Fanfan growled angrily, "How dare you!"

Fu Zechuan lowered his head and pecked his lips, "Do you think I dare?"

Ji Fanfan blushed with shame and anger, "You!"

Fu Zechuan looked at his lips with blurred eyes, "I miss you so much, you can feel it too, right?"

Ji Fanfan gritted his teeth and said, "Let me go!"

Fu Zechuan looked at him sadly, "Fanfan, we will never be separated, okay?"

He lowered his head to kiss him, but Ji Fanfan turned his face away.

Fu Zechuan was even more disappointed than a discouraged ball, "Fanfan, what do you want me to do to forgive me? As long as you tell me, I will do anything."

Ji Fanfan said coldly: "I want your heart, do you still want to give it to me?"

Fu Zechuan pressed his hand on his heart, with a serious expression showing madness, "If you want, I will give it to you."

Ji Fanfan was so frightened by the expression on his face that he shrank his hands suddenly, and was about to leave in panic.

This time, Fu Zechuan didn't restrain him anymore, but let him break free from his embrace easily.

But with his departure, the black hole in Fu Zechuan's heart began to wreak havoc again.

Ji Fanfan held the hand that just touched Fu Zechuan's heart, feeling very flustered, "Stop disturbing me."

"Fanfan—"

Ji Fanfan subconsciously ran out of the room and closed the door to prevent Fu Zechuan from coming out.

He held the doorknob with disordered breathing, and let Fu Zechuan stay any longer, before Fu Zechuan left by himself, he couldn't take it anymore.

Ji Fanfan was pacing restlessly on the balcony, thinking he might as well pack up his things and run away.

"Fanfan."

Ji Fanfan was startled by the sudden sound, took two steps back, and looked at Fu Zechuan helplessly.

Seeing his movements, Fu Zechuan's eyes darkened, his face darkened a lot, but he still clenched his hands and said softly, "Go back to your room and rest, I won't disturb you."

After the words fell, he backed away a certain distance, leaving him enough safe distance.

Ji Fanfan looked at him suspiciously, he couldn't believe him.

Fu Zechuan said sadly and slowly: "Have you lost your trust in me to this extent?"

Ji Fanfan moved his steps tentatively, walking towards the bedroom with his whole body tensed.

Fu Zechuan watched him enter and close the door all the time, the light in his eyes completely dimmed.

He took off his suit jacket and sat quietly on the sofa, his side face was hidden in the dark, his dark eyes were lowered, and he was full of thoughts.

Fu Yue also told him today that if he pursues Ji Fanfan so closely, sooner or later these things will reach his father.

Fu Zechuan knew his father very well. If his father knew about himself and Ji Fanfan, there might be no possibility for him and Ji Fanfan...

Fu Zechuan gradually tightened his hands on his knees.

Early the next morning, Ji Fanfan was awakened by noises from the kitchen.

No need to think or know that it was Fu Zechuan's good deed.

Ji Fanfan propped his hands on the bed and sat up, probably because of the cold wind blowing on the balcony last night, and being scared by Fu Zechuan so that he couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, he now feels a terrible headache.

Ji Fanfan felt that he might have symptoms of a cold.

Fu Zechuan worked hard all morning, and after failing N times, he finally made a pot of porridge that looked edible.

He knocked on the door, "Fanfan, are you awake?"

Ji Fanfan covered his head, looked at the locked door, he was still there...

Ji Fanfan got out of bed, put on his slippers, and walked towards the door in a drowsy manner. He put his hand on the doorknob and was about to turn the doorknob when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his right hand.

The sudden pain made Ji Fanfan lose his balance and slam to the side.

Fu Zechuan was shocked when he heard the movement in the room. He knocked on the door worriedly, "Fanfan! Fanfan! What's wrong with you!?"

Ji Fanfan fell to the side, sweating profusely on his forehead, his left hand was grasping his right wrist vigorously, but his right hand was trembling uncontrollably.

He was in so much pain that he couldn't even speak back.

Severe pain came one after another. Ji Fanfan bit his lip and endured it. After a while, his whole body was soaked in cold sweat, and even his consciousness began to blur.

When Fu Zechuan found the key to open the door, he saw Ji Fanfan leaning against the wall with a pale face.

His heart was pulled to the extreme in an instant, and he rushed to Ji Fanfan immediately, and pulled Ji Fanfan into his arms in a panic, "Fanfan! What's wrong with you, Fanfan!!?"

"It hurts..." Ji Fanfan murmured subconsciously.

Fu Zechuan asked him in a panic, "Where does it hurt?!"

"hand……"

Fu Zechuan's eyes suddenly fell on his trembling hand, and he was afraid to touch his hand, "Fanfan, tell me, what should I do?!"

Ji Fanfan gritted his teeth and endured, the sweat on his forehead kept rolling, there was no other way but to endure.

The heart-pounding pain continued to torment Ji Fanfan's precarious nerves. Fu Zechuan's panic calls gradually faded away, and he finally passed out from the pain.

When he woke up again, he was lying on the bed again, and he was still in his room.

Ji Fanfan wondered in a daze whether the seizure in his right hand was just a dream of his?

But soon, the suppressed roar from the living room made his thoughts clear again.

Fu Zechuan stared at the person in front of him gloomyly, the temperature in the whole living room was terribly low, "What do you mean it can't be cured!"

Dr. Lu replied anxiously, "Mr. Fu, his hand was injured too badly. It is already a miracle that he can recover like this now."

Fu Zechuan: "Say it again!"

The temperature in the whole living room suddenly dropped to freezing point, and Dr. Lu trembled in fear of the icy cold and terrifying breath, and he was even more distressed in his heart.

The atmosphere in the living room was eerily quiet to the extreme, and the other people who came with Dr. Lu also shrank aside in a terrified manner, ready to face the next storm as if they were dead.

Ji Fanfan watched for a while, then stepped out of the room.

The sound of his walking is not loud, but now in this environment where even breathing is clearly audible, the sound of his walking is no less than thunder.

For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on him.

Ji Fanfan glanced at Fu Zechuan, who had a gloomy face, then continued to walk in front of the doctors, and said softly, "Thank you for your diagnosis, I will send you out."

Dr. Lu raised his head to look at Fu Zechuan as if asking for instructions, and saw that Fu Zechuan was still sitting there without any expression, but he did not stop Ji Fanfan's movements.

So, Dr. Lu nodded gratefully to Ji Fanfan who came to rescue them, and then followed Ji Fanfan to the door.

After Ji Fanfan sent these people away, the feeling of crowding in the living room suddenly disappeared.

In the empty living room, only Ji Fanfan and Fu Zechuan were left, and the low air pressure that could freeze people to death.

Ji Fanfan stood still in front of Fu Zechuan, "What exactly do you want to leave?"

Fu Zechuan slowly raised those dark eyes, but just looked at him without saying a word.

"Really... I understand." Ji Fanfan whispered, grabbed the hem of his jacket with both hands and began to take off his clothes.

Fu Zechuan watched his movements quietly, without opening his mouth to stop, but the anger in those dark eyes was getting closer to the critical point.

All the clothes on his body were taken off to the side, and Ji Fanfan sat down on his lap, his eyes were lifeless, "Do what you want, and then, give me back my freedom."

"What do you think of me!!!"?