Reborn into the careful liver of a paranoid boss

Chapter 742
Fu Yehan was sitting and Su Shihan was standing.

She lowered her head, and saw the sharp and cold expression in Fu Yehan's eyes, as well as the strong guard and violence that could not be ignored.

Even in such a state of falling asleep, Fu Yehan still couldn't sleep well.

Fu Yehan, who was asleep, never let go of his vigilance, which shows that Fu Yehan has uneasy factors in his heart.

Fu Yehan's high status, honorable status, power and influence also mean that the dangers lurking around Fu Yehan also exist, and he cannot be ignored.

Otherwise, if he is not careful, he may put himself in danger.

Before, without Su Shihan sleeping by his side, he was vigilant and had a shallow sleep. Once there was a disturbance, he would be able to wake up suddenly.

This is a habit that Fu Yehan has developed over the years, and has formed a conditioned reflex. Therefore, when Su Shihan approaches him, he reacts instinctively.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" Fu Yehan's thoughts gradually eased after waking up, and he asked her with a hint of laziness in his deep voice.

"Yehan, I can't sleep without you." Su Shihan's eyes were clear and bright, and she poured out a little affection: "I came to find you, and I want you to sleep with me."

"Next time, don't wait for me." It's so late, she can go to bed on her own, without waiting for him, the faint coldness and coldness in Fu Yehan's dark eyes have faded away, without a trace.

There was still a faint smile on Su Shihan's lips, and nothing unusual could be seen. She lowered her eyes and gently shook her hand: "Yehan, let go first."

Fu Yehan clutched her too hard, although it was nothing, she could forgive him, but it would hurt.

Fu Yehan's eyes were dim, and he let go of his hand. Just now, he was only talking to her, and forgot to hold her tightly.

With a big hand, he pulled Su Shihan into his arms.

Su Shihan was still holding the blanket in her hand, and snuggled against his chest.

When Fu Yehan saw the blanket she was holding, a warm feeling flashed across Fu Yehan's heart, and when he saw the red mark on her wrist that he had squeezed, his cold eyes moved slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Shihan, does it hurt?" ?”

It was his strength that could not be controlled for a while, which hurt her.

In his mellow voice, there is no lack of concern for her.

Putting Su Shihan on his lap, Fu Yeleng stared fixedly at the red mark on Su Shihan's hand.

Seeing that he seemed guilty, Su Shihan smiled, and wanted to tell him that she was not in pain, but the moment the words came out of her mouth, she changed her mind and changed her mind.

I saw Su Shihan holding her red wrist in front of Fu Yehan, under her slender eyelashes, there was a pair of wet eyes with a slight smile, her rosy lips parted slightly, and said: "Come on, Yehan, help me!" I blow."

Su Shihan leaned over, moved closer to him, and raised her hand to Fu Yehan's thin lips.

Her eyes were soft, dripping with love, she looked at his stern and resolute facial features, she was full of joy and anticipation.

Fu Yehan slowly raised his eyelids, his icy eyes seemed like a calm lake with no ripples in the water, nor any clear emotion.

He looked at her, looked at her quietly, his eyes were sharp and his insight was extremely strong, it seemed that he could see through everything at a glance.

He only looked at her, and he could see all the little thoughts hidden behind her smile.

(End of this chapter)