After paying the fee, Xu Lin saw that Fu Song had already hung water on the chair, but she looked listless, so she swallowed the ridicule and reached out to try his forehead, saying, "It's much better than before. Are you hungry? I'll get you some food."

Fu Song was angry and weak and said: "I don't have the appetite, you can eat it yourself."

Xu Lin sat down next to him, habitually crossing her legs, "I have no appetite, either."

Fu Song looked at her and said seriously: "I've made you laugh, thank you!"

Xu Lin smiled and said, "Why are you polite? If you really want to thank me, don't always hide from me in the future."

"I didn't hide from you." Fu Song said guiltily, "No, why did you enter my room?"

"I'm waiting for you to run downstairs. I waited for you to go downstairs and didn't see you down. I went to the front desk to call you, but you didn't answer. The waiter said you didn't come out, so I went up to find you. After knocking for a long time, there was no movement. The waiter just came over to clean the room. As soon as he entered the door, he saw that you were sleeping like a dead pig, and he couldn't even wake up."

Fu Song smiled bitterly and said, "I usually don't catch a cold. I just catch a cold like this. I stayed in the hospital for several days last time..."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but be stunned. Why do a woman appear around him every time he catches a cold? The last time he caught a cold in Beijing was Tian Ye, and this time it was Xu Lin. Fortunately, he was not hospitalized this time...

Seeing him in a daze, Xu Lin asked, "What's wrong?"

Fu Song came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, remember something about the past."

Xu Lin yawned gently and complained, "In order to run with you, I get up at half past five every day. Do you think it's easy for me?"

Fu Song said laughing and crying: "I didn't invite you to run away again, why are you still dependent on me?"

Xu Lin smiled and said, "I used to sleep in the office at this time, but today I was so tired and sleepy that I was tossed by you..."

"Stop!" Fu Song was almost crazy, "I said to Director Xu, can you be serious?"

Xu Lin blinked and said innocently: "No, Mr. Fu, why am I not serious?"

Fu Song: “….”

Xu Lin smiled proudly and said, "You said you are a big boss, so rich, why are you sick and there is not even a person who can serve tea and water around you. It's pitiful."

"Aren't you?" Fu Song regretted after saying that. He really shouldn't have answered her. This woman would give her some sunshine and dare to open a dyeing shop if she gave her some color.

Sure enough, Xu Lin immediately smiled and said, "Oh, Mr. Fu, you finally remembered him! Okay, from now on, my little sister will serve you tea and water and be a maid. If you don't dislike it, you can warm your quilt before going to bed..."

Fu Song turned his head aside and didn't want to pay attention to her. He said that hooligans are not scary, but they are afraid that hooligans are educated. But compared to cultural hooligans, female hooligans are obviously several ranks higher.

After hanging the water, Fu Song felt much better and had no appetite. He went back to the company to take medicine and fell asleep.

Fu Song was clamored by the knock on the door. When he saw that it was almost seven o'clock in the evening, he actually slept for nearly eight hours.

When he opened the door, he saw Xu Lin standing at the door, and he couldn't help but wonder: "What are you here to do?"

Xu Lin raised the lunch box in her hand and said, "I know you haven't eaten for a day, so I've served you some food."

Fu Song smelled the scent of the rice and felt very hungry, so he didn't refuse, took the lunch box and said, "Thank you, have you eaten?"

"Eat." Xu Lin squeezed into the room from beside him, "Does he feel better?"

"It's much better, but I'm not strong enough to get my nose and my nose is not breathable." Fu Song looked at the back of her head helplessly. You girl really don't treat yourself as an outsider.

Xu Lin turned around and found that he was still standing at the door, and smiled and said, "Why are you standing there? You eat yours, I will sit for a while and leave. Are you a big man, are you afraid that I will eat you?"

"Will I be afraid of you?" Fu Song closed the door and sat down and swallowed it voraciously.

"Look at you so messy." Xu Lin said with disgust, and then began to help him clean up the room.

Seeing that she had even found her close-fitting clothes, Fu Song quickly said, "Let it go there, I will clean it up by myself later."

Xu Lin smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I haven't taken it off before."

Fu Song almost came up in one breath. Once the woman let go, the hooligan couldn't stand it.

After he finished eating, Xu Lin packed the lunch box and said, "Take off your clothes and I'll wash them together. Take a hot bath and wash the bad luck on your body."

Fu Song hurriedly refused: "No, no, I just want the waiter to throw it into the washing machine tomorrow."

Xu Lin leaned over to him and sniffed it, and said with a smile: "It smells all. If you feel embarrassed, you can take a shower first and I'll come over to get it later."

Fu Song smelled it and said in confusion: "My nose is not good, does it really taste?"

Xu Lin blinked and said, "Even if it tastes good, I won't dislike it. Let's leave, stop and don't have to send it."

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Fu Song quickly sniffed it carefully everywhere on his body, as if it really smelled.

He was sweating all over when he was sleeping in the afternoon, and at this time he felt his whole body was sticky. People as clean as him naturally could not bear it.

I took a comfortable hot bath. As soon as I changed my clothes, I heard a light knock on the door.

When she opened the door, she found that Xu Lin had just taken a shower, her face was flushed, and her long wet hair was draped over her shoulders. Before Fu Song could open her mouth, she took the initiative to explain: "I'll get the dirty clothes."

Fu Song said helplessly: "You really don't need to wash it."

Xu Lin said: "You have come here, you have even served it. Close the door!"

"What do you want to do?" Fu Song looked at her vigilantly, "Don't do it nonsense."

Xu Lin rolled her eyes and blinked at the bed: "Go to bed!"

Fu Song almost came up in one breath and said righteously: "What do you want to do? I have a wife, not the kind of person you want!"

Xu Lin curled her lips and said, "Where do you want to go? Didn't you say you were not feeling tired? I'll use essential oil to condition you."

Fu Song saw that she was holding a small glass bottle in her hand and knew that he was not thinking about it. But as an old driver, he knew very well what would happen next. Moreover, he knew that he was a man with weak concentration and could easily get out of fire.

Seeing that he was still hesitating, Xu Lin walked up to him, closed the door with her crotch, and then put her entire upper body on Fu Song's arm, exhaling like Lan: "I'm fine if I don't appreciate it, but I also look like I'm guarding against bad people. You are too suspicious. Let's go, I promise not to move around."

Fu Song didn't believe that Xu Lin would be honest. When she was teased, would she still be able to control herself?

But why is itchy in my heart and there is so little expectation?

Well, I just push some oil, and I don’t do anything else. I still have this concentration...
Chapter completed!