In the bathroom, Ji Sang's eyes were empty and he looked at himself in the mirror.

Her blushing face, her mouth was a little dry due to lack of moisture, and her lips were pale. Ji Sang raised his hand and touched his face. It was hot and hot. For a moment, he was in a dizzy state.

No wonder she always feels too depressed in the office and even has difficulty breathing.

It turned out to be a fever.

Ji Sang opened his mouth slightly and breathed, lowered his head, held up the water with his hands and gently patted it on his face. When the temperature on his face dropped, his mind became a little clearer, and then he stopped.

However, she did not go out immediately, but took out her cell phone and called out Su Ge's dialog box.

She wanted to ask if it was a bit abnormal for her situation, but as soon as she typed the word "Princess", she didn't know how to speak it.

The unknown emotions that were lingering in her heart kept tangling in her heart, making her feel breathless and unable to start.

He scratched his hair in annoyance, trying to move the three words Fu Yisi out of his head, but the man's clear fingers, neatly rolling Adam's apple, and perfect and delicate jawline appear in front of him.

He seemed to whisper in his ear, bewitching her with his low and sexy voice

"Like the jawline, huh?"

"Want to touch?"

"Oh!"

....

Ji Sang's eyes flashed with a hint of confusion, and he widened his eyes when he touched the messy woman in the mirror.

What the hell is she doing!

It turned out that he had made himself look like this because of that introverted man!

Ji Sang pursed his lips tightly, as if he was styling his hair. His hands tidied up their hair did not restrain their strength. It was not until a few hairs she pulled off in her palm that she realized that she was stupid again.

“….”

When Ji Sang came out of the bathroom, it was already ten minutes later.

Lu Ming had a social event and left first, only Song Xiu was waiting outside.

"Sister Ji, the deputy station said we don't have to go back to the station anymore. The shooting will be held next week. Should we go to the hospital again..."

Song Xiu noticed her slightly wet hair and frowned

"Sister Ji, are you okay?"

In the office, Sister Ji kept her head down and he didn't notice it. When he came out just now, he felt something was wrong with her. Her face turned red and her mouth was white.

Could it be that I am sick?

He raised his hand to touch her forehead to test the temperature, but stopped a few centimeters away from her forehead. Ji Sang almost took a step back at the moment when he stopped.

Song Xiu's hand was hanging in the air like this.

Ji Sang pursed his lips and looked at him with a little alert. Song Xiu, who had originally planned to say sorry and laughed, was stunned.

The air was silent for a moment.

Song Xiu withdrew his hand and put it in his pocket. The big boy who was usually sunny and cheerful, his eyes were replaced by low and coldness. He lowered his eyes, and he didn't want her to see such a person.

"Sister Ji, do you need to register? Your face is a little wrong"

Ji Sang also noticed that his actions had hurt Song Xiu just now, and opened his mouth

"Song Xiu...I"

Song Xiu raised his hand to interrupt her words, then raised his eyes and shrugged his shoulders

"Sister Ji, you should do this, don't let men touch you"

Only a sufficiently outstanding person can be worthy of his idol.

In the end, the two of them did not observe in the hospital again.

After Song Xiu left, Ji Sang sat in the hospital hall with some confusion. It was not clear whether Fu Yis got off work and the car key was with her. If she drove away like this, how could he go back?

and…

Ji Sang's eyes flashed with light and his fingers unconsciously fiddled with the car keys

This Range Rover belongs to Fuez.

After the words Lu Ming said, she could not drive the car with peace of mind.

Back then, Ji Sang was adopted by the Ji family when he was eight years old. It took two years for him to walk around at home freely and enjoy the favor of the Ji family and his wife without any burden.

But the influence of childhood was too great, so Ji Sang developed the habit of self-sufficientness. After adulthood, he never took the initiative to ask the Ji family for money, and even the university tuition was paid in full.

It’s not that Ji Sang was afraid of panic. She accepted Fu Yis so easily when she spent the past few days with him.

She can calmly accept sleeping with him, accept the breakfast he made, and accept him to send him to work. After she fainted because she did not eat on time, she calmly accepted Fu Yis's care and even felt a little attached to his arms. She also calmly accepted the phone he gave her, and even agreed to be happy with his move to set an alarm clock...

Admitted frankly...she and Fu Yis are a new family.

There are too many, but they only lived together for three days, not to mention the time they had to go to work during the day.

How should Ji Sang digest this fact?

It is too difficult to let a person who is too insecure and has a strong self-defense mechanism admit and accept this fact.

There were people coming and going in the hall, and Ji Sang was the only one sitting quietly on the bench.

helpless.

This is the first word that comes to mind when Fuez sees the woman in the hall.

He thought this unscrupulous woman would leave directly, but Zhang Ting ran to his office and talked nonsense. Only then did he realize that Ji Sang was sitting in the lobby downstairs.

I saw her look like this, miserable. Those who don’t understand thought that he was bullying her.

It was clearly this little boy who was unconscience-dared to look at him, and he didn't even know the reason.

Fu Yisi's eyes were dark and his eyes were locked tightly at the person in the seat. When he saw her trembling slightly because of the wind blowing from outside, he raised his long legs and walked over.

"What are you doing when you sit here?"

The man's voice was cold, awakening Ji Sang, who was lost in his thoughts.

She slowly looked up at the man in front of her. She had not looked at the lights for a long time and narrowed her eyes slightly discomfort. She couldn't see the man's face clearly, but she knew that he was Fuez.

It turned out... she had already remembered his voice in her heart.

I don’t know if it was because I thought too much or because I had a low fever, Ji Sang’s head was a little heavy and his reaction became slow.

She looked up at Fu Yis for a long time before she said slowly

"You're off work"

Fu Yis stared at her for a long time. After finding that her lips were white, she said nothing and turned around and walked a few steps. After finding that there was no movement behind her, she turned around and frowned slightly.

"Don't leave?"

He didn't understand, how could this woman be so stupid?

Is the alarm clock a decoration for her?

Also, I won’t go to his office when I get off work? It’s okay to be in this hall, but I don’t know how to call me? Xiao Zhang has to come up and tell him.

Even though I knew my stomach was not good, I kept tossing.

Fu Yis pursed the corners of his mouth, his lips tightened, and his face was even more sharp, allowing others to notice his displeasure.

Ji Sang also noticed it, looked stunned, and hurriedly followed.

....

The two of them were inexplicably in a state of nothing to say or even a cold war. Fu Yis didn't want to talk, so he drove home after taking her to dinner.

And Ji Sang... didn't know what to do.

She was worried that Fu Yis was fulfilling her husband's responsibilities seriously, and wanted to keep a certain distance from him and let herself clarify her mood first.

But when he stopped talking to him, she found that she had a headache.

She is very stupid and doesn't know how to deal with such a situation.

She fell asleep with such a tangled mood, and finally, in the middle of the night, Ji Sang suddenly started to have a fever. She began to dream continuously, trapping her ruthlessly like a net-like nightmare.

She dreamed that when she was a child, she was tied with a rope and had torn clothes stuffed into her mouth. The fierce man threatened and intimidated her not to make a sound.

She dreamed that the firecrackers outside the orphanage were sounding, and a large circle of people were holding flashy things in their hands and patting people in suits and ties surrounded by the dean and the cooking aunt. He brought a lot of delicious food, but she saw the dean put those things into a box and gave them to an adult she didn't know.

She dreamed that a little boy was holding a steamed bun in his hand and was smiling and calling her sister, but the scene suddenly turned into a very thick and long stick that hit her and the little boy without mercy.

She also dreamed of an aunt with a gentle voice, patting her head gently and saying that she would definitely save her, but she could never remember her face.

Then, she saw the dean dragging a large bag, leaving a bunch of wet marks on the ground...

....

"No!"

"don't want!"
To be continued...