When he opened the door, Fu Shea went in with Shen Wanqing on his back. When he came to the entrance, Shen Wanqing patted Fu Shea on the shoulder.
The girl tilted her head and whispered, "teacher Fu, put me down."
It should be inconvenient to change shoes with her on your back
As if aware of the worry in the girl's heart, Fu Shu pursed his lips and said slowly, "No."
The girl is very light and can be held with one hand on her back.
Fu Sheh took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them on. Then he carried Shen Wanqing all the way to the living room.
The interior decoration is not out of Shen Wanqing's expectation. It is the cold gray cold color style as usual, simple and clean, but there are all that should be.
The sofa was also cold gray. Fu she bent down and put the girl on the soft sofa.
Shen Wanqing just sat on the sofa and didn't start moving. The slender and cold young man in front of him suddenly bent his knees.
Looking at the young man's action, Shen Wanqing gave a quick meal, with a trace of doubt in his clear and bright tea eyes.
The next second, the young man's slender cold fingers gently wrapped around his ankles.
Shen Wanqing raised his eyebrows and pushed Fu Shen's shoulder in surprise, "... Mr. Fu?"
"Huh?"
The other party responded carelessly, but his actions didn't stop.
The cool fingertips gently held the ankles, and the light yellow shoes on the feet were slowly taken off.
The action was very gentle, and even the eyes fell on her.
Shen Wanqing was dazzled by the tenderness of that moment, and then suddenly returned to his mind. He was a little cramped.
Because the socks she wears today are a little childish.
ââIt's a little yellow duck's.
The other party seemed to be amused by the socks she wore, with a smile lingering in Qingjun's gentle eyebrows.
Fu Sheh took the girl's shoes, slowly got up and touched each other's head, "sit down."
When the young man turned and left, Shen Wanqing covered his face in shame.
After the ball, her cold image collapsed.
Shen Wanqing bought her little face with the pillow next to her. She was trying to sit cross legged, but she forgot that she sprained her left foot.
Just moved for a while, and suddenly the suction hurt.
"How did it move?"
Her ankles were gently held by the youth.
Fu she did not know when he had come with a square and clean medical box.
He sat next to Shen Wanqing and put the medical box on the side of the tea table.
Fu Sheh held Shen Wanqing's left ankle and gently put it on his thigh. When he saw the blue and black on the girl's ankle, Fu Sheh frowned.
Young people's fingertips are cold. They are a little comfortable when they touch the skin on their ankles.
Suddenly, the other party gently clicked on the ankle bone. Shen Wanqing immediately took a suction and subconsciously wanted to take back his left foot.
Fu she held her ankle in time. He gently lowered his eyes, looked at the girl's ankle, which was swollen into a small steamed bread, and sighed.
He pursed his lips and said plainly: "the bone was not hurt much, but it was swollen a little seriously. It should have been..."
Fu Shehua's words suddenly stopped, his eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, pursed his lips and didn't speak.
He didn't have any position. He couldn't take the girl away in the hot pot shop at that time. It's no use saying that now.
Fu she gently put Shen Wanqing's left foot on the sofa. He got up and said, "wait a minute."