"Uncle, thank you for saving me again." An Yan's eyes were full of gratitude.

Fu Shiyan turned around and said in a shallow tone, "Do you have no sense of self-rescue or survival?"

"What?"

"Don't you try to grab the fence and save yourself?"

An Yan thought to himself, Fu Shiyan was so smart that he could see his little thoughts.

She stepped forward and stood behind the man with a strong nasal voice, "I glanced at a figure from the beginning, so I was in a daze. I only realized after falling into the water that it should be my hallucination. When I wanted to save myself, An Yirou pulled my belt and pulled it towards the propeller. Uncle, I was very desperate at that time, until you came to me."

An Yan's explanation was unsatisfactory. His appearance was indeed surprising, and even he himself found it incredible.

However, he was very glad that today's decision, if An Yan was not rescued in time, the consequences would be unimaginable.

An Yan looked at the man's shirt with a faint blood color, and her heart was suffocated. She couldn't help but stretch her hand around his narrow waist and pressed against his spine, "Uncle, you have been infected again in order to save me. I always cause trouble for you. Will you hate me?"

Fu Shiyan lowered her eyes and looked at her little hands on her waist. She had soaked in sea water for a long time, and her fingertips were slightly wrinkled. He held her slender wrist and slowly pulled it apart, "No."

An Yan held his cold hand, "The wound was soaked in sea water and needs to be disinfected and applied. Uncle, I'll help you with medicine."

Fu Shiyan pulled out his hand without hesitation, "I'll do it myself."

An Yan turned to him, "I feel very sorry because I was hurt repeatedly."

She blinked her clear deer eyes, and her little red nose was adorable.

Fu Shiyan rolled down, looked away, sat on the leather sofa, took off her shirt, "The medicine box was in the cabinet on the left."

An Yan ran over to open the cabinet, brought the medicine box, and sat beside Fu Shiyan. She dipped a cotton swab in disinfectant and rubbed it on the wound.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

"It must be very painful to deceive people. The bacteria in the sea water may cause wound infection and inflammation, causing skin ulceration and causing the wound to worsen." An Yan lowered his head and blew gently on the wound.

Fu Shiyan was tense all over, "What are you doing?"

"It won't hurt if you blow it."

“No need to blow.”

"No, no, I'll ease the pain if I'll blow it for you."

Fu Shiyan turned sideways, and An Yan's pouting lips directly pressed against the man's strong abdominal muscles.

The soft touch made the man froze. The feeling was like countless feathers teasing the tip of his heart. The numb feeling exploded and his breathing became a little heavier.

"Get up."

An Yan looked up at him, "I didn't kiss you on purpose."

"I know."

"Did that uncle kiss me on purpose in the sea?"

Only then did Fu Shiyan realize that the little girl was talking.

He said without changing his face, "You were seriously deficient in oxygen at that time. I was just giving you anger. You were thinking too much."

"But you obviously sucked a few times..."

Fu Shiyan stretched out her finger and pressed her forehead, "You have hallucinations."

At this moment, Han Yang walked in and saw An Yan lying on Fu Shiyan's abdominal muscles.

The picture was so beautiful that he couldn't imagine what happened.

"Sorry, Mr. Fu, I didn't see anything."

Fu Shiyan pushed An Yan's little head away and frowned and said, "Don't think about it."

Han Yang's eyes rolled, "Is it what I thought?"

Fu Shiyanjun's face was sunk, "There is a project in Africa now, and you are quite suitable."

Han Yang immediately lowered his head, "Mr. Fu, I'm here to give you ointment."

An Yan happily ran over and took it, "Thank you, Assistant Han."

"You're welcome. I'll go out first and call me if I have instructions."

An Yan nodded, watched Han Yang leave, and ran back to the sofa, "Uncle, I'll apply ointment to you."

Fu Shiyan took the ointment and said, "I'll do it myself, you go back."

"My uncle is injured, and I feel uneasy when I go back."

An Yan looked at Fu Shiyan's fingertips and dug some ointment and then applied it to the wound.

She reached out to help him push and wipe evenly, "Uncle, why are you here suddenly? Didn't you go on a business trip?"

Fu Shiyan remembered the news of receiving Fu Chenyu's voice, and her eyebrows and eyes became colder again, "Something happened in M ​​Country, and the meeting will be held in three days."

"Oh, I thought my uncle was thinking about me..." An Yan leaned out to look at his eyebrows, dimples on the corners of his lips, "I thought about the desserts I made."

"No."

An Yan leaned gently on Fu Shiyan's back, "Uncle, do you know that I happily took the cake and biscuits to find you that day, and sent you a WeChat message, but you said such cruel words to me. I felt so uncomfortable at that time. I really thought you were tired of me, and even later spoke ill of me. I didn't expect you to care about me, otherwise I wouldn't have saved me again in times of danger."

Fu Shiyan frowned and turned around, "What cruel things did I say to you?"

An Yan blinked, "You sent me a WeChat message and told me to leave with cheap cakes and cookies, and said you were tired of me."

Fu Shiyan suddenly narrowed her eyes and remembered that Jiang Nan had been in his office that day.

At that time, his shirt was spilled with coffee, and he went into the lounge to change his clothes, so he had an opportunity to take advantage of it, deleted the messages An Yan sent him, and edited the false words.

He finally understood why An Yan always said that the desserts he made were not cheap and kept a distance from him.

These days, the two of them have been misunderstanding.

Fu Shiyan asked, "Then how could the cakes and biscuits you made be in Fu Chenyu's hands?"

"Where is him?" An Yan was a little surprised, "I gave it to the front desk lady, I don't know why it is there."

When Fu Shiyan heard this, she had some guesses in her heart.

"So my uncle is actually jealous, right?" An Yan asked with her beautiful little head tilted, her eyes showing cunning.

Fu Shiyan denied, "I just think you are a person who is untrustworthy."

"Well, if I think about it again, my uncle must still think that I am an emotional liar and have prepared so many spare tires for myself."

Without commenting, that's what Fu Shiyan thought.

An Yan explained, "You saw Bai Shao and I in Xinyuezhai that day because he wanted me to help him reject the blind date."

She leaned closer to the man, "In my emotional world, there is only my uncle, and others can't catch my eyes."

Listening to the girl's words, Fu Shiyan looked at her for a moment and said for a while: "I'm sorry."

An Yan looked at the man's sincere apology and was stunned for a moment, "Don't you think your attitude towards me these days is particularly bad?"

Fu Shiyan Qing, "I'm sorry."

"But I don't want your apology."

"What do you want?"

"I want you to like me." An Yan's white eyes were filled with water, and the thin fuzz on her skin was very cute.

Fu Shiyan laughed softly, "Do you like me so much?"

An Yanzheng pointed, "I like it, so I want my uncle to give me the same likes."

"Uncle, I've made a decision this time." Fu Chenyu's voice came.

In an instant, Fu Shiyan and An Yan kept a certain distance.

Fu Shiyan was very unhappy and looked at the man walking towards him, "What decision?"

Fu Chenyu looked at An Yan, "I have something to say to my uncle."

An Yan looked at Fu Shiyan deeply, got up and walked out of the cabin.

Fu Chenyu sat on the sofa, looking slutty, "I decided to fulfill the previous agreement between the Fu family and An family and get engaged to An Yan!"
Chapter completed!