Fu Yis's fingers with distinct joints tapped twice in the magazine, and got the expected answer slightly curled up the corner of his mouth. Then...

The man turned his head, the curve of the corners of his mouth had long been flattened, his eyes returned to his usual calmness and coldness, and he raised his eyebrows.

"how?"

There was no fluctuation in his tone, but at Ji Sang, he heard a little displeasure.

Yes, he bought himself a mobile phone, but now he just wanted to borrow it, but she reacted like this. If she had to put it in her heart, she wouldn't feel good.

Ji Sang pursed the corners of his lips, quit WeChat, and carefully handed the phone over.

"Here"

The man quietly took her movements and his eyes fell on her plain white fingers in front of him.

Ji Sang's fingers are also very beautiful, slender, with round fingertips and clean, especially against the backdrop of a large-screen mobile phone, which looks particularly petite, white and tender.

Fu Yis turned his head and did not answer.

He just wanted to tease him, and he really didn't have the ability to peek into other people's privacy.

But his reaction was a symbol of anger in Ji Sang's eyes.

No, can you get angry if you do this?

A hint of surprise flashed in Ji Sang's eyes, and he always felt that Fu Yis' image should not be so narrow-minded, and he didn't have time to take it back for a while.

The man raised his head from the magazine, looked at her faintly, and raised his eyebrows high

"What's wrong with you?"

Ji Sang:…..

If she didn't understand Fu Yis' teasing at this time, she would be really a fool. She took her hand back in anger. What does it mean to be "Another?"? It was obviously the princess who took the initiative to raise this topic, but it was not her who took the initiative to complain. She did not do anything wrong.

Except... in the morning she couldn't help but want to take action on his jawline.

But he had woken up long ago and interrupted her, and he didn't succeed at all.

Could it be... Ji Sang looked at Fu Yis with some guilt. Did he wake up that time in the middle of the night? Ji Sang frowned his beautiful brows. If she asked her to tell why she would do such a thing in the middle of the night, she wouldn't be able to explain clearly.

If you blame the night, you can only blame the charm of the night.

However, according to Fu Yis's nature, if he really woke up at that time, he would have spoken out.

After thinking about it, Ji Sang didn't understand it, so he simply put it down.

Just think that Fu Yis doesn't know.

Ji Sang breathed a sigh of relief. Even though Su Ge kept sending messages, she did not reply, and turned off all the message reminders and vibration settings.

She had to stop all the ways that Fu Yis discovered, and when tomorrow, she would delete the chat history just now.

After a meeting for a day, Ji Sang was a little unable to adapt for a while. The porridge that could be called a midnight snack had already been digested. The strong feeling of fatigue instantly swept across the cells of his body. He yawned lazily, and Ji Sang moved a few minutes to the bed and lay down.

Fu Yis glanced at her, turned off the light in the room and left only a wall light on his side.

My eyes fell back to the magazine, but suddenly I couldn't see it.

The woman next to her fell asleep quickly, her breathing became more and more stable, and the fragrance on her body floated over without hesitation. Fu Yis frowned and tried to focus her attention on the magazine again, but suddenly appeared in front of her when the woman unconsciously stuck out her tongue and licked her lips.

Bang!

Fu Yis suddenly closed the magazine, put it aside, pinched his eyebrows, and his breathing became a little heavier.

After a while, when Fu Yis finally calmed down his slightly messy heart, a leg instantly rested between his waist and abdomen.

Furis:...

Looking down at Ji Sang who had turned around at some point, he could find the relaxation and laziness between her eyebrows and eyes under the dim light.

only……

Fu Yis sighed, turned off the wall light at the head of the bed, then methodically pulled down the woman's legs, then pressed her with his own legs, and grabbed the woman's waist and pressed her into her arms.

His wife is not sleeping soundly, so he can only do this.

...

The next day, when Ji Sang woke up, it was already dawn and there was no warmth by the bed. He felt panicked and hurriedly took the cell phone placed by the bedside.

Fortunately, at seven o'clock.

She almost forgot that she hadn't had time to set an alarm clock for yesterday's new phone.

But now, Ji Sang didn't care about this, quickly washed and tidied up and changed his clothes and went downstairs. After discovering the figure in the kitchen, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fuez hasn't left yet.

Otherwise, she wouldn't know how to go to work.

Fu Yis still makes Western-style breakfast, which is simple, healthy and convenient. Ji Sang doesn't like eating too greasy food in the morning, but the two of them have a special understanding of their breakfast choices.

Because of her obsession with cleanliness, the man put on gloves when making breakfast. A ray of morning light outside the window fell on the man's hair, shining with golden brown light. From her direction, he could just see his long eyelashes scattering down, leaving a shallow shadow in the bottom of his eyes.

Ji Sang's heart moved slightly, and took out his cell phone while the man was bowing his head.

There are almost no photography skills, and there is a beautiful picture in the camera of the mobile phone.

The tall man was wearing a gray apron and frying ham slowly.

Ji Sang had just pressed the shooting button when a ringtone suddenly rang. His heart beat, and Ji Sang subconsciously looked up and saw the man in the kitchen hearing the sound and looking at her.

With a raised brow, Ji Sang seemed to be able to guess what the man would say next, so he quickly put his hand down and even lowered his head.

But the ringtone that broke the tranquility did not stop, which made Ji Sang feel upset.

It was this damn ringtone, otherwise she could still take a lot of pictures.

There was a faint smile in Fu Yis' deep eyes. He came out of the kitchen with breakfast, sat down, and then slowly knocked on the table.

"Switch off the alarm clock"

Ji Sang suddenly looked up, and after touching the man's smiling eyes, he looked down at his cell phone.

The ringtone just now turned out to be her own alarm clock? When did she set the alarm clock?

Ji Sang looked at Fu Yis suspiciously, then clicked on the interface, and then found that the three alarm clocks set up inside were:

7:15

12:15

18:15

Ji Sang suddenly stopped his hand and looked up at Fu Yis again. At this time, his eyes were already surprised.

"You set it?"

She remembered that Fu Yis did operate it before giving her the phone last night.

The man curled his lips slightly and looked at her meaningfully

"If you faint again, the nurses in the hospital will not let me go."

There are many people in the hospital, and even if he hasn't stopped and paid attention, there will always be some gossip in his ears.

Thinking of this, Fu Yisi raised his eyebrows slightly, and he was a little surprised. It seemed that Ji Sang could easily get the support of the nurses.

He obviously did nothing, but it seemed that in the eyes of the nurse, he was a "heinous" person.

“….”

Ji Sang was silent for a moment

This man really never forgets to hurt himself.

But even so, Ji Sang couldn't hold back the corners of his lips.

A man who sets up three alarm clocks to let her eat on time, no matter how dull Ji Sang is, he can still feel Fu Yis's care and care.

For this marriage, he was serious about fulfilling his husband's obligations.

What kind of virtue does she have? The only partner of her marriage will be him?

With this idea in mind, Ji Sang ate the breakfast prepared by Fuez very seriously, and glanced at the man from time to time.

Fu Yis' movements were faster than Ji Sang. After eating, he picked up a medical magazine on the small bookshelf behind him, which was also his habit.

But he didn't expect Ji Sang to take a bite and look at him. Fu Yis stopped when he flipped the page and looked at the woman who had been sticking her eyes to him a little lazy.

Slim fingers knocked on the table a few times

"You have three minutes left"

“…….”

Ji Sang suddenly came to his senses, bit his lip in anger, biting the toast in his hand with a little anger. He blamed himself for not being able to do his best and kept staring at Fu Yis.

Three minutes, it is really three minutes.

Ji Sang had just finished wiping his mouth, and the man was already standing at the door.

"If the tableware is placed, there will be an aunt coming."
To be continued...