Dark sugar is hard to prevent

Chapter 87

"Hmm..." Tang Xi'en took a deep breath, "Smell and see if there is any smell of other women."

Fu Shiyu: "..."

Tang Xi'en continued to smell Fu Shiyu for a long time, and only after he collected the scent he wanted, he retreated in satisfaction.

She chuckled, "I like your taste."

Fu Shiyu raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "Manly?"

Tang Xien laughed loudly, patted his arm pretending to be disgusted, and said seriously: "It's the smell of your skin care products! It's very special, I like it very much."

"When this brand releases women's products, I'll give you a set."

"You say this, it must be because it is really impossible for this brand to produce women's products, right?"

Tang Xi'en is not stupid, something that Fu Shiyu can use on his face must be a brand with a history of hundreds of years, which can stand the test of time, has strength and reputation.Such a brand has never produced women's products in the past, and it seems that it only focuses on men's skin care products.

Hearing that Fu Shiyu was entertaining himself, Tang Xi'en stopped joking, jumped off the sofa, and limped back to the big bed.

Covered with a soft and high-grade silk quilt, she sighed comfortably: "The bed is still comfortable, it feels like all the broken bones have returned to their place."

At that time, it was the beginning of November.

If you are in city B in the north, you need to sleep with a thick quilt at night; while in Beihai, where the seasons are like spring, the temperature at night is still around [-] degrees. Without anything to cover the body, it is always difficult to sleep well.

Seeing Fu Shiyu lying on the sofa wearing thin home clothes, Tang Xi'en suddenly remembered how he fell down with a sudden high fever last time, feeling vaguely inappropriate.

If it happens that this night, he gets sick again due to catching a cold, how much delay will it take?Not only did he delay work, but he also delayed taking her to play.

After thinking about it for a moment, Tang Xien got off the bed and opened the only large wardrobe in the room, but there were only a few nightgowns hanging inside, nothing else.

"What are you looking for?"

"There are no extra quilts here?" Tang Xi'en simply took off the bathrobe from the hanger, walked over to Fu Shiyu and gestured, "Otherwise, you will sleep under the bathrobe at night?"

Fu Shiyu was disgusted: "Do you dare to cover your body with the bathrobe worn by someone?"

"But the quilt was also covered by someone else?"

"The quilt was brought by Lu Hang and changed."

Tang Xi'en turned his head and glanced at the beige bed sheet, which was obviously different from the regular white quilt cover, and felt more and more immoral that it was immoral for him to occupy Fu Shiyu's clean big bed and let him take the risk of getting sick.

She asked in a low voice, "I wonder if we can add a quilt here?"

"The villa housekeeper should be off work. Even if there is a quilt, I don't know if it will be clean."

"This..." After hesitating for a moment, Tang Xi'en gritted his teeth, "Give me the bed, I'll make do with the night on the sofa."

Fu Shiyu glanced at her face while looking at the tablet, and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Sure!"

Tang Xi'en stood up and went to the bedside table to get his mobile phone and crutches. Before he could turn around, Fu Shiyu supported his armpits with both hands, and directly lifted his feet to the bed.

Fu Shiyu walked around to the other side of the bed, lifted the quilt, lay down, and turned off the lights, all in one go.

Tang Xi'en was still in a daze, the room was already in darkness.She came back to her senses and pushed Fu Shiyu who was lying beside her by feeling: "What are you doing? Turn on the light! I'm going to sleep on the sofa."

"There is no quilt on the sofa. If you are sick, you don't even want to go anywhere to play."

"..." Tang Xien struggled.

Fu Shiyu said again: "If you want to recuperate in your room for the next week, then you can sleep on the sofa. I won't stop you."

Tang Xien seemed to have appeared in front of his eyes that he was miserable and weak, and the soundtrack was "The Moon Reflected in Two Springs".

How miserable it is.

Her heart broke, "That's fine, but I have to remind you of one thing."

"Ok?"

"Don't forget what I do."

Fu Shiyu smiled, "What do you do?"

"Lawyer!" Tang Xi'en moved to the edge of the bed, distanced himself from Fu Shiyu, and lay down with peace of mind.

"Yes, your lawyers are eloquent. I'm afraid you'll read me to death, so I won't bully you."

Hearing his teasing, Tang Xi'en immediately snapped back: "If you're talking about eloquence, you're not bad if you're not a lawyer."

Fu Shiyu snickered silently and ignored her. She was unconvinced and clarified: "The lawyer is not very good, and all kinds of speeches related to the defense are based on the premise of clear legal support and legal evidence, based on facts, Follow the law!"

Seeing her look as if she was standing in court to argue with someone, Fu Shiyu had no choice but to say, "I see, you are tired, go to bed early."

In the darkness, there was the rustling sound of pulling the quilt cover.

Tang Xien woke up.

Fu Shiyu sat up, raised the pillow behind him to support his back, picked up the mobile phone that was left on the bedside table, and the room that was originally in darkness suddenly became bright.

Tang Xien, who had adapted to the darkness with the sting of the blue light, squinted her eyes. She subconsciously followed the light and saw Fu Shiyu's mobile phone sliding past some 3D renderings similar to the design of a homestay.

When she became interested, she leaned over and poked her head: "Can I see it too?"

"Okay." Fu Shiyu turned his head and put the phone between the two of them.

At this moment, because of a certain coincidence, the lips of the two met on a narrow road...

Mucosa-to-mucosal contact, they are moist, warm and soft.

Fu Shiyu came back to his senses first, and instinctively parted the lips that were close to Tang Xi'en.

In the darkness, no one spoke, only the breathing and heartbeat of the other party could be heard at an inappropriate frequency.

After a few seconds, Fu Shiyu leaned over again, slowly put his hands on Tang Xien's back, moved his jaw, and kissed her again, holding her lips tenderly.

　Kissed (ω)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)