Song Qingyou was stunned for a moment, looked around, then turned around and said, "What are you stopping here for? You can't park here... ugh!"

Fu Wenzhou didn't know why he was so crazy, he pinched her chin to grind and bully her.

She couldn't push him away, and her chin was pinched by the other party. She couldn't even close her small mouth. It seemed as if she was allowing the other party to plunder him wantonly.

She was a little annoyed and bit down hard, but the man's movements stopped.

Then he let her go.

He glanced at her lips lingeringly for a few times, with a somewhat triumphant smile in his eyes: "Youyou has learned to bite now."

Song Qingyou slapped his hand away, her eyes flushed, and she pursed her lips and said nothing.

Fu Wenzhou glanced at the red and full lips that he had bullied, and his heart felt itchy, but considering her body, he suppressed all the messy evil thoughts.

He leaned forward and gently rubbed the corners of her lips with his fingertips. His tone was relaxed, but his eyes were extremely crazy and paranoid: "Youyou, you are mine."

…

"Youyou, you are mine."

"You can only be mine."

In the middle of the night, Song Qingyou woke up from her dream!

She got up to drink water, her fingers cramped for no reason, and the glass fell out of her hand, falling to the ground and shattering.

The splashed glass shards scratched many small wounds on her calves and feet, causing a slight sting.

She had no choice but to clean it up and get another glass of warm water.

The way Fu Wenzhou stared at her in the car seemed to have taken root in her mind and she couldn't get rid of it.

She sighed softly.

A sleepless night.

At dawn, Song Qingyou went out.

When she left, she glanced at the door opposite. She felt a headache when she thought about Fu Wenzhou living here and the two of them seeing each other every day.

However, this is not the most important thing.

She promised Mrs. Ruan yesterday to come over for tea today.

Fu Wenzhou knocked on the opposite door early in the morning with breakfast in hand. After knocking for a long time, there was no movement at all.

His heart skipped a beat, fearing that something would happen to Song Qingyou, so he entered the password to enter the room without caring much.

The whole house was empty, and Song Qingyou was nowhere to be seen.

Depending on the situation, she went out very early.

Fu Wenzhou looked sullenly and walked around the room. When he saw the broken glass in the trash can, he frowned tightly.

He was about to leave when he saw some dried blood stained on some debris from the corner of his eye, and his pupils shrank hard!

Afternoon, Ruan family.

Song Qingyou and Mrs. Ruan were studying the works of a master of hand embroidery in the flower room. A servant of the Ruan family came over in a hurry: "Madam, the young master is coughing up blood again."

Mrs. Ruan's expression changed drastically and she hurried out: "Has Dr. Zhang passed?"

The servant said: "I've already sent someone to call you."

Mrs. Ruan walked out and said to Song Qingyou: "Qingyou, I'm afraid I can't keep you for dinner today. Something happened at home. Grandma will invite you another day."

Song Qingyou said hurriedly: "You are busy first, it's time for me to leave."

Mrs. Ruan was concerned about her grandson and ignored her. She said good-bye and left in a hurry.

Song Qingyou said to leave, but she did not leave immediately.

After she came out of the greenhouse, she saw several servants rushing towards one place in a hurry.

She hesitated for a moment and followed.

There are three grandchildren in the Ruan family, but only one girl is healthy.

The eldest young master had a car accident in his early years and could no longer move his legs. He had to sit in a wheelchair all year round. The younger master had a serious illness when he was a child, which caused the root cause of the disease. He coughed up blood when the wind blew, so he usually stayed in his room.

Today he became very playful and ran out saying he wanted to take a walk. The servants didn't notice him and let him run away.

Not long after the discovery, the young master began to cough up blood.

It just so happened that the young master's personal doctor was temporarily unavailable today and went on a business trip to Linshi.

At this moment, a group of people were at their wits' end and wanted to take the young master to the hospital.

But the young master coughed and coughed up black blood. Mrs. Ruan was so frightened that she almost fainted, shouting for God, she was so panicked.

"Let me see."

A gentle voice sounded, and it fell particularly clearly on the old lady's ears amidst the chaos.

Looking for a voice, he saw the slender Song Qingyou behind the crowd.

She stands tall and graceful, like a green bamboo, which is inexplicably reassuring.

Mrs. Ruan thought she heard wrongly and subconsciously asked: "Qingyou, what did you just say?"

"Let me take a look." Song Qingyou had already walked over and put her hand on Young Master Ruan's pulse point. After a while, she opened the other person's eyelids and mouth to take a look, and then took a small medicine bag from the small medicine bag she carried with her.

There was a pill everywhere and stuffed into the child's mouth.

The housekeeper asked in surprise: "What did you feed the young master?!"

While he was talking, he pushed Song Qingyou anxiously, and the latter staggered back and almost fell down.

A hand suddenly stretched out and hugged her waist, and she was able to stand still.

Turning around, Fu Wenzhou looked at her from top to bottom with a handsome face, his brows furrowed so hard he could pinch a fly.

She was startled, and just when she was about to ask him why he was here, she heard Mrs. Ruan ask anxiously: "Qingyou, what kind of medicine did you give Xiaozhi just now?"

Song Qingyou had no choice but to suppress her doubts and answer Mrs. Ruan's question: "Grandma Ruan, the young master was poisoned by eating something by mistake. I gave him an antidote, which can only temporarily control the spread of poison. I'm sorry, I didn't see it.

What did he eat, so he needs to go to the hospital for a good check-up."

When Mrs. Ruan heard this, she hurriedly said: "Quick, quick, what are you doing? Send the young master to the hospital quickly!"

The Ruan family was in chaos, with Song Qingyou and Fu Wenzhou standing in the corner. Mrs. Ruan was worried about her grandson's safety and ignored her for the time being.

After Young Master Ruan was taken away, Song Qingyou realized that Fu Wenzhou was still holding her waist in his hands.

She struggled for a while but didn't break away, frowned and looked over: "Let me go."

Fu Wenzhou not only didn't let her go, but directly took her into his arms. Song Qingyou didn't stand firm and fell completely into his arms.

It's like taking the initiative to throw yourself into your arms.

She was a little angry, and then she heard Fu Wenzhou ask in a deep voice: "Can you still see a doctor?"

"Have you ever heard of a long-term illness that can lead to a cure?" She tried to break free from his arms, but Fu Wenzhou's arms were wrapped around her waist like iron pliers.

She couldn't help but get angry: "You hurt me, let go."

When she said it hurt, her tone was soft, and Fu Wenzhou suddenly lost his mind, feeling itchy on the top of his heart and in his throat.

He stared at her pale lips, couldn't help it, lowered his head and kissed her.

The moment he kissed her, Song Qingyou clearly saw a Ruan family servant coming next to her and was about to say something, and her eyes widened in surprise!

"..."
Chapter completed!