Chapter 86

Song Fengwan saw that the man at the door was Fu Shen. He was stunned for a few seconds. "Third Master, wait a minute!"

She turned back to her room, put on a coat, and made sure she was dressed properly before opening the door.

"Third Master, why are you here?" She stepped aside and let him in.

Fu Shen's eyes swept past her calmly. The room was heated and air-conditioned. Why was it so tightly wrapped? Only when he saw the wound on her hand, his eyes sank again and again.

Song Fengwan drew his hand back and bit his lip timidly.

What song Jingren said was his father. He pushed it without mercy. Song Fengwan was completely confused. When the police came to ask questions, they asked about their relationship as a matter of routine.

She said, "father and daughter."

Tears fell.

My eyes are still red at the moment.

"I brought you something to eat." Fu Shen came in with a lunch box in his hand and closed the door.

He was good at calculation and was as careful as dust. He knew some things clearly, so there was no need to expose her wound.

"I'm really hungry when you say that." Song Fengwan chuckles. Since Song Jingren said she wanted to recognize her parents, she couldn't eat. She hasn't had a good meal these days.

In the hotel apartment style of two rooms and one living room, Fu Shen put the lunch box on the table in the living room and asked song Fengwan to sit down.

"It smells good."

Before Song Fengwan, he always had some illusions about song Jingren. He thought that he and his mother would go back. Today, all his illusions were shattered. Even that little love between father and daughter was pushed away by him and buried completely.

At this point, she felt at ease.

It's just that her hand has just been coated with medicine. Although it's not bandaged, it's not convenient to take chopsticks. Looking at the food on the table, she is a little annoyed.

"I'll feed you what you want." Fu Shen took out disposable chopsticks.

Song Feng hesitated, but now she had no choice but to nod, "eat that bamboo shoot..."

"Drink some soup to pad your stomach first." Fu Shen picked up the spoon directly.

"I want to eat fried meat."

"That's spicy. Have some vegetables."

Song Fengwan frowned, "I want to eat wax gourd."

"Eat kelp, it's good for wound healing."

……

After the meal, song Fengwan was furious with him.

Since he is so free, why ask her what she wants to eat.

But Fu Chen could feed him, and she didn't dare to say anything more. She could only protest with her eyes.

"What else would you like to eat?" Fu Chen looked at her.

"No more." Song Fengwan was still chewing food in his mouth, his voice was vague, and his tone was a little arrogant, with a little inexplicable coyness.

At this time, Fu Chen suddenly came over.

Song Fengwan's pupils were slightly enlarged and slightly frightened.

Did she have a bad tone just now and he was going to hit someone?

Do it if you want. Why are you so close.

Fu Chen had not seen her for a long time. He felt comfortable when he got closer.

They were close to each other. Now he bullied him. Song Fengwan couldn't avoid it. He watched his face magnify in front of her, and his eyes fell on his lips subconsciously

Thin and slightly warped.

Just like in my dream, my lips are beautiful and sexy.

"Three..." just as she was about to open her mouth, Fu Chen's hand suddenly touched her lips. Her breath stagnated and she was stiff.

She could clearly feel the heat from his finger pulp. It was dry and warm, and he was breathing very close, with almost burning heat.

Fu Chen calmly left and wiped his hands with a tissue. "There's something on his mouth."

"Is it?" Song Fengwan laughed bitterly, his face turned red, and he licked the corner of his mouth subconsciously.

Fu Chen Yu Guang looks at it and slides his throat twice.

"I'll get some water." Don't wait for Fu Chen to talk, song Fengwan is too busy to run to the bar.

The water was cooked before, and it has completely cooled down. It's not convenient for her to pinch chopsticks with her fingers. It's OK to drink some water. Now she just feels dry and hot.

As soon as her finger touched the glass, it disappeared

She subconsciously turned her head. Fu Shen stood behind her, holding a cup in one hand and supporting on the side of the bar in the other. Her tall figure shrouded her, as if to put her in her arms.

The light in the hotel is dim and yellow, and the posture is ambiguous.

"Don't drink cold water." He was close, and his voice was low and lazy.

Song Feng answered in the evening. His face became more and more red. His heart beat wildly. He couldn't help himself.

"I'm just thirsty." She licked the corner of her mouth again.

Fu Chen also felt that his throat was hot and dry. He had tasted this little mouth before, and now he was suffering even more.

"Late Song Dynasty."

"Well?"

"Don't lick your mouth in front of men at night."

"Ha?" Song Fengwan's mind was muddled, and he didn't turn around for a moment.

He reached out and rubbed the top of her hair. His voice was dumb. "It's OK. Just sit down."

Fu Chen turned around, unscrewed the two bottles of mineral water on one side, poured them into the electric kettle, plugged in the electricity and boiled the water

After a few seconds, song Fengwan licks the corner of her mouth. She seems to have realized something, and her face turns red.

The corner of his mouth that he touched just now was even more burning. The burning sensation spread all the way to his chest, and his heart began to tremble.

I think I think too much. How could the third master mean that? She adjusted her breath.

Fu Shen's words are actually

It's too tempting and dangerous to lick the corners of the mouth in front of a man at night

He is not a gentleman, a saint who can't be so long.