The bedroom was quiet and deep. Apart from the subtle buzzing sound of the humidifier, Fu Chen could only hear the powerful heartbeat in his ears.

Flashing.

He sat beside the bed, half tilted, afraid of pressing her, his body slightly hanging above her, his clothes rubbed against the quilt, and pressed against her lips...

His fingers were pressed against her, afraid of touching the wound on her hand, so he rubbed her wrist carefully.

Breathing entanglement.

He touched her lips carefully, held it and sucked it, but he did not dare to be too aggressive...

There was also the smell of potion on her lips.

But he felt that the entrance was like a saliva.

"Um--" Song Fengwanshou noticed a sense of oppression and twisted his body uneasyly.

Fu Chen suddenly stood up, afraid that she would open her eyes and see her like this.

She moved her body, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and suddenly she opened her mouth and shouted...

"Third brother——"

Fu Chen suffocated his breath, and his eyes seemed to be pillowing on the galaxy, bright and bright...

"Wanwan, what are you calling me?" Fu Chen reached out and pinned a strand of hair on the side of her face behind his ears, his eyes fell on her small earlobe, and he stretched out his hand to rub it twice.

Small and round, with a great feel.

Song Fengwan felt itchy in his ears and couldn't help but moan to protest.

Fu Chen was already feeling uncomfortable. Her voice was weak and powerless, and his heart trembled because he was wrapped in a quilt, and his little face was blushing and his throat slipped...

"Wanwan, this is what you provoked me..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly lowered his head, held her lower lip, bit it slightly hard, pressed his teeth, and drilled into the tip of his tongue...

Song Fengwan felt uncomfortable with heat. The person in the dream seemed to be getting more and more arrogant. He was close to her, his brain was dizzy, his body seemed to have lost weight, and the earth was shaking.

My body became soft and numb so much that my body was weightless and weak...

Mom, I may be too ill to breathe.

After Fu Chen tasted the taste, he knew that Song Fengwan had not woken up, and he became more and more impatient. His tongue tip pressed against her mouth and shouted the candy...

Sweet orange flavor.

At this moment, a few dog barkings suddenly came from outside. Fu Chen frowned and his body suddenly pulled away, followed by Duan Linbai's slightly beating.

"Come on, come on, chase me..."

"Damn, I just served you before you were weaned. You actually wanted to bite me. Come on, if you dare to bite me, I will kill you."

"You stupid dog!"

...

Fu Chen clenched his fingers tightly, his face unpredictable.

Song Fengwan was bitten by him, and was already half awake. At this moment, he was frightened by the sound outside and woke up directly...

She opened her eyes suddenly, and Fu Chen's face caught her off guard.

She breathed suffocated, held her heart, her eyes wandered, and remembered the erotic fragrance in her dream just now.

Subconsciously bit my little mouth, feeling panic, worried, and blushed again.

Fu Chen stared at her mouth and made a secret decision.

One day from now on, he will have to taste it all.

"San Master, why are you here?" As she spoke, the pungent smell of Huoxiang Zhengqi Water hit her face, and she subconsciously wriggled the candy in her mouth.

I fell asleep after I just took the medicine, and my mouth is really...

Very smelly.

She supported herself with one hand and tried to sit up halfway.

"I had an urgent matter to deal with just now, so I left you alone." Fu Chen reached out and pulled the pillow on the side and placed it on her back. His fingers politely and restrainedly held one inch above her waist and helped her adjust her sitting position.

"It's okay." Her voice was a little hoarse, and her speech was even more slight.

"I still want to vomit?"

She shook her head, always feeling that the dream came from too real, her lips were wet and hot, as if it was stained with a layer of breath that did not belong to her.

This dream seems too real.

"Are you hungry?"

Fu Chen said this, and she glanced at the electronic clock on the bedside and found that it was already 3:30 in the afternoon. After the accident, she vomited for half a night and didn't have time to eat.

"I don't have much appetite."

"You sleep for a while, I'll go downstairs to find you some food." Fu Chen helped her press down on her feet and stood up to leave.

Song Fengwan frowned. Since he had decided to help her find food, why did he ask her if she was hungry?

Just as Fu Chen was about to leave, he took out his phone from his hand and handed it to her, "Your phone broke. I will turn around and ask someone to buy you a new one, and you can take it and play with it first."

In order to facilitate her study, there was no TV in the bedroom, so she was bored to wait.

"No need..." Song Fengwan didn't dare to play with his cell phone.

"The password is 181011." Fu Chen gave her the phone and turned around and left.

Song Fengwan was holding the phone, and there was still a trace of warmth on it. She sat by the bed but was bored. After hesitating for a while, she reached out to touch the phone, the screen lit up, and the system came with the wallpaper.

She shrank her fingers. Anyway, it was Fu Chen who gave her, so she would watch the news for a while and not read anything else.

After unlocking, the wallpaper popped up made her heart jump.

Black characters on white background, four lines of poem.

Sleeping day,

Your hair is messy with the night.

I'm disturbed by you

Sleep all night.

Song Fengwan repeatedly savored these two lines of poetry, and his heart was slightly hot, but it seemed like an inexplicable sense of loss was instantly overwhelmed by his heart.

Just looking at these few sentences, it looks like a love poem.

Is there someone hidden in the third master?

When the old lady was about to go on a blind date for him, he resisted coldly and coldly. Song Fengwan bit his lip. Did he have someone he liked for a long time, so he resisted contact with other opposite sexes.

Her heart was sore and bloated. When she came to her senses, the screen fell and she never touched her phone again.

**

At this moment, Fu Chen had just gone downstairs and saw Duan Linbai teasing the dog with a thick line ball.

"Come on, you stupid dog."

Fu Xinhan couldn't get the toy and was spinning around him. When he saw Fu Chen coming, he hurriedly ran over with his tail wagging and acting cute.

"Fu San, why do I think Fu Xinhan is not as cute as a child? How did you raise a dog? You're so stupid."

"You chose the dog, what do you think?" Fu Chen lifted his eyelids and went straight into the kitchen.

"Aqiu--" Duan Linbai sneezes suddenly, "I'll go, maybe I'm catching a cold again."

"If you have a cold, go home early and don't spread it to me."

Duan Linbai was furious and rushed over to argue with him, "Who did I catch a cold? You don't know. As a brother, I don't even care about my own body. I'll put my knife on you and throw it away after using it. Do you still have a conscience?"

"You need me to hold you and coax you? Feed you medicine?" Fu Chen searched in the kitchen for a long time and finally knew where the rice was.

Duan Linbai had a picture in his mind.

Fu Chen would rather let him die than feed him medicine.

"You cook?"

"Do you eat?" Fu Chen tilted his head to look at him.

"Okay." Duan Linbai ran to the sofa and waited for food.

Uncle Nian saw that Fu Chen was going to make food, so he walked over to help, but he refused. He used his experience to wash rice into the pot, put water, plugged in electricity, and cooked porridge.

Considering that Song Fengwan was sick and wanted to be light and nutritious, he thought about stir-frying some vegetables.

Duan Linbai knew that he could not cook, and was afraid that he would poison him, so he stared at the kitchen door for a while. Although his technique was unfamiliar, the dishes he cut were in a normal manner, non-toxic and harmless, so he waited with confidence.

Soon Fu Chen put a plate of vegetables on the table.

Duan Linbai couldn't help but pick it up and grabbed it and it almost took a big mouthful. It was so salty that it almost choked it to death.

"Fu San, your salt doesn't cost you, right?"
To be continued...