Love You To The Bones

The next morning, Fang Xiaoran woke up early because she missed her daughter lying in the intensive care unit and Shen Zichuan's wound.

Last night, he did enough exercise for almost half a night. He didn't know what happened to his leg injury.

Supporting her soft body, she got up from the bed, lifted the thin blanket and looked down at the man's injured knee, but she didn't want to see her eyes gently covered by a big palm.

"Don't look, a little injury, I'll be fine."

Fang Xiaoran turned her head and saw the enlarged handsome face of the man gradually leaning over.

He pricked some people's chin, slightly stabbed her white and delicate face, a little bit painful, but not the pain.

"Are you awake?"

Fang Xiaoran doesn't know whether the man is intentional or unintentional. She glances at him coyly.

"Yes."

Shen Zichuan nodded and saw her staring at herself. The eyes projected from her moist eyes, such as silk, went deep into his heart, circle after circle.

His heart was soft, he suddenly opened his arms and caged her in his arms. His eyes were calm. As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was dumb and sexy. "Were you satisfied with your husband's performance last night?"

His whole body was manipulated by him without any strength. Is it satisfactory?

There was doting in his eyes, which looked as if she was his favorite woman.

But Fang Xiaoran knows that everything is just her fantasy.

This man could not have fallen in love with her four years ago. After six years of divorce, he could fall in love with her again.

She should expect less from him, and she will be able to suffer less deep-rooted harm in the future.

"Shen Zichuan, let me go first. Today I'll take bao'er to the hematology department for another examination."

Fang Xiaoran gently but firmly broke away from the man's warm arms, got up from the hospital bed, stood on the ground and looked face to face with him, "if bao'er is very busy, I won't come."

The man's body is slightly stiff. He doesn't want to let her go now, but he also knows that if he forces her too hard, it will be counterproductive.

Fang Xiaoran bowed her head and noticed that she was naked. She quickly pulled another thin blanket on the bed, wrapped it tightly around her chest, and hurried to the bathroom.

Through the dressing glasses hanging on the wall, Fang Xiaoran looked down and saw the pink and sweet kiss marks under the clavicle. This time, he was so gentle and gentle to her that there were not many traces on her surface, nor deep, shallow, like peach petals floating on the snow mountain, which was very charming.

Last night, it was crazy!

He almost didn't want to let her go. When he went in, he couldn't come out, which brought her bone etching warmth and different satisfaction.

Remembering the body entanglement last night, Fang Xiaoran's face turned crimson involuntarily. She quickly put on her clothes, turned on the faucet of the washbasin, reached for a handful of cold water and kept patting her hot face.

It was not until the temperature of her face returned to normal that she stopped covering her face with cold water.

She calmly opened the door and went out. After less than a few steps, she passed the man with a dignified and serious face.

He only put on his trousers and black suit trousers. The belt was tied around his waist. His upper body was exposed, revealing six large abdominal muscles with strong and seductive lines. He was so charming that all women could scream wildly.

Fang Xiaoran couldn't help sticking her eyes to the man's beautiful abdominal muscles. She glanced so much for two or three seconds and was noticed by the man who had been watching her.

When passing by, his thin lips flew upward, and the top of the belt seemed to stand against Fang Xiaoran's arc perfect hip unintentionally——

As if that piece of skin suddenly caught fire, Fang Xiaoran was so hot that she almost screamed. She looked back at the man's smiling eyes and stared at him. Ignoring the weakness of his legs, she picked up the leather bag on the sofa and walked away in a hurry on high heels.

After walking out of the ward, Fang Xiaoran remembered that the man played a good rogue just now. He was angry and funny.

He had never done this to her. This was probably his first time and hers.

After four years of marriage, she shared the bed with him twice, which is the second time.

After she left, Shen Zichuan finished dealing with personal hygiene problems in the bathroom. He estimated that Fang Xiaoran was almost taking the elevator and was about to arrive at the door of the hospital. He immediately picked up the mobile phone on the head cabinet and contacted song Zijian to arrange a car to take her back to the secret hospital where Fang Baoer stayed.

His own black Maybach is really a little conspicuous. People with a heart can track it as long as they pay a little attention.

For the safety of her and Fang Baoer, he must be careful in everything.

Song Zijian arranged for the driver to send Fang Xiaoran. After hearing the news, song Zijian knocked on the door twice, pushed the door open and came in. At a glance, he caught a glimpse of several obvious red scratches on Shen Zichuan's slender white back facing him in a black shirt, which instantly ignited song Zijian's heart of gossip daughter.

"Lying trough, lying trough! Brother Zichuan, did your woman make the nail marks on your back?

Tut Tut, hospitalization for other people's leg injury is a serious hospitalization. It's good for you to press your woman on the hospital bed under the guise of hospitalization. You'll be dressed like a beast! "

Nima, the whole world is bullying him. This fragrant single dog can hardly live.

Shen Zichuan slowly put on his shirt, then slowly tied the buttons one by one, and then handed song Wang an extremely secretive look, "if you have the ability, you can also find a serious woman to sleep."

Song Zijian, who didn't have a serious girlfriend, instantly felt a shot in his knee and showed his teeth in pain. "Brother Zichuan, can we play happily together without hitting people in the face?"

Then, the doctor song Zijian found came in, opened the gauze wrapped up Shen Zichuan's legs, and said in surprise, "Mr. Shen, according to the antibiotics and anti-inflammatory drugs given to you yesterday, the wound should not crack to this extent. Have you done the rehabilitation treatment of your legs privately?"

"No." Shen Zichuan frowned. "You just change my dressing and bandage my wound. Don't bother with anything else."

The doctor nodded and suddenly saw two deep scratches on his legs. He smelled the smell of musk in the air. He knew it clearly in his heart. After handling it, he insisted on his professional ethics and said, "Mr. Shen, don't go in the same room during your hospitalization."

"Brother Zichuan, you also have today, ha ha ha!"

When song Zijian heard this, he immediately burst into laughter and could hardly stand up.

Hearing the speech, Shen Zichuan swept his face coldly. The doctor immediately walked out of the door without looking back. Song Zijian suddenly straightened his back and looked around, pretending to hear nothing and see nothing.

Whining, seeing the embarrassment of brother Zichuan, he will be killed.

At the same time, Cheng Shuyu sits gracefully in the blues cafe, quietly waiting for the arrival of his biological sister Cheng LAN.

That day, I called Cheng LAN and vaguely mentioned that the other party had a biological daughter who was wandering outside. At that time, Cheng LAN just giggled for a while, found an excuse for a temporary emergency, hung up the call and didn't give a reply in time.

The next day, Cheng LAN called Cheng Shuyu and asked her to meet at the blues cafe at 10 a.m. this morning. She has something important to talk about in detail.

Cheng Shuyu is well prepared for this day's meeting.

Wearing the most expensive but very low-key dress, the most exquisite makeup, and wearing a pearl necklace worth tens of millions around his neck, just to impress Cheng LAN at the first sight.

Looking at the wrist watch on his wrist, it was two seconds before it was ten o'clock. Cheng Shuyu took a deep breath, and his slightly cold vision slowly turned to the gate of the cafe.