Chapter 107

In fact, song Fengwan didn't know how she and Fu were sleeping in the same bed. She was dizzy with pain and cold all over. She subconsciously wanted to find a warm place to lean on.

She didn't know whether Fu Shen climbed onto her bed or whether she dragged him up.

In a word, when she woke up, she found that she was holding someone's arm, and Fu Chen's hand was on her waist.

The heat of the fingertips is through the clothes, and the broad palm gently controls her waist. This kind of posture

Ambiguous to the extreme.

At that time, there was a rustling voice outside, and she woke up in a daze. She had planned to touch her mobile phone under her pillow, but she almost didn't scare herself to death.

Finger touch, it is a very warm body, across the clothes can also feel the muscle firm tension.

She was confused at that time.

What's the situation.

She didn't give up and grabbed two more times. It was really a person.

She suddenly opened her eyes and raised her head. Fu Chen's enlarged face suddenly appeared, and her strange but familiar breath fell on her face.

The heat made her heart tingle.

The whole person was dazed and stunned.

What's the situation? She wants to go home, miss her mother

**

At the moment, the two dull knocks on the door made Song Feng's back stiff.

With a creak, the door was pushed open slowly.

"What's the matter?" Fu Shen opened his mouth.

Song Feng wants to cry later. When did he wake up.

They were very close to each other. Fu Chengang woke up and spoke in a more low voice, as if agitating in her ears. Her heart beat faster and her heart palpitations continued.

"Third Master, it's a quarter past five." It's uncle Nian who talks. Fu Chen usually gets up at five o'clock to copy scriptures, rain or shine.

In fact, uncle Nian would like to ask, what are you doing in other people's little girl's bed? Don't hurry up!

"I know. Don't wake her up." Fu Chen said and carefully pulled his arm out of her hand, almost pressing the quilt, slowly.

Song Fengwan can only close his eyes and pretend to be dead, but Quan Dang doesn't know.

"Third Master, you last night..." Uncle Nian asked in a low voice.

"She didn't feel well last night. I'll lend her a break." Fu chensi did not pay attention to his gaze, but was very upright.

Year uncle can ha ha Da, rely on for a while and sleep for a night, he still can distinguish.

"Third Master, she's only seventeen."

Fu Shen made a sound, lowered his head, stroked his clothes and fell asleep with some wrinkles.

And someone just grabbed those two

Fu Chen's mouth was full of courage.

"If it gets out, even the Qiao family can't explain it, not to mention the old man and his wife."

"If she needs it, I'll take care of it." His voice was very low, but he didn't leak a word to song Fengwan's ears.

She hid under the quilt, her face red enough to bleed.

be responsible for?

Song Fengwan felt that the quilt beside his feet was lifted a little, and then he heard the slight sound of the hot water bag heating.

"Make some brown sugar porridge in the morning." Fu Chen asked.

"Well." Uncle Nian sighed and walked out of the room, followed by a light and dense sound of dada coming in, which should be Fu Xinhan's.

Fu Xinhan went to the bedside, one vertical, two front paws in the bedside, began to pull the quilt.

It was like trying to wake her up.

Song Fengwan is almost scared to cry. Fu Chen hasn't left yet. She doesn't want to wake up. Can you go away.

She tugged hard at the quilt, and even compared with a dog.

Fu Shen stood at the head of the bed, watching someone pull the quilt like a burglar, and he bowed his head to smirk.

How can you be so cute.

"Wu --" Fu Xinhan sobbed, still pulling the quilt hard.

After the hot water bag was heated, Fu Shen lifted the quilt and put the hot water at her feet. Then he turned and went out. The door was gently closed.

Song Fengwan jumped up from the bed and glared at Fu Xinhan who had not left.

Fu Xinhan winked at her, but he still wagged his tail. He was so excited.

"You go and stay with me."

Song Feng was so angry that he wanted to blow his dog's head.

Fu Xinhan was so confused that she squatted in a corner. She even attacked him. He scared the dog to death. The dog was going to cry

Song Fengwan said this and glanced at it. Fu Xinhan drooped his head. When he looked at her, there seemed to be tears in the corner of his eyes.

"I didn't mean to hurt you. Forget it. Come here." Song Fengwan sighed.

Just now, a dog, who was very bitter and bitter, rushed to her bedside and asked for caress. Song Fengwan's mouth twitched.

The dog has become the essence.

**

When Fu Chen came out of song Fengwan's room, Shifang and Qianjiang were waiting in the corridor.

"I really came out of Miss Song's room, sleeping all night? So fierce? " Ten square one face is stunned.

Qianjiang, as always, has a dead face.

"I thought they were in a cold war. The third master made people cry again last night. It must be worse. How could they sleep together all night?"

"I didn't wake up."

As soon as he heard the sound of "pa --", he was slapped on the back of his head.

"Awake?"

Ten pupil dilation, MMP, he wants to kill this ya!

When Fu Chen came over, he glanced at them and said, "be careful what you say."

Shifang was shocked. You put the girl to sleep and told us to be cautious?

It's not you who should be restrained most.

**

When song Fengwan came downstairs, Fu Chen was already sitting at the dining table.

"Good morning, Third Master." She tried to keep herself calm. Anyway, he thought he wasn't awake, so he pretended to be a fool.

"Better?" Bow your head and have porridge.

"Well."

Fu Chen said, "bad habits need to be changed."

Song Fengwan's face is at a loss. She has no bad habit.

"Last time I didn't admit it after sleeping, this time I just pretended to be amnesia." Fu Shen is light.

Song Fengwan's fingers trembled, and the chopsticks he just picked up fell to the ground. With a clear sound, it was like hitting her on the chest, and the whole world seemed quiet.