Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want

The man's deep and magnetic voice came from above his head, still with a trace of domineering.

Qin Shu didn't want to cry, but the tears flowed out uncontrollably, as if relying on tears to vent his distress.

However, the more I cry, the more distressed.

Because the pain he suffered for himself was beyond her replacement.

It is precisely because of this that she will feel more distressed.

She turned her back to Fu Tingyu, raised her hand and wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes.

Fu Tingyu seemed to dislike seeing her crying.

She couldn't keep crying, because crying couldn't solve the problem, but it would be more uncomfortable for him to see it.

She must find the person who hurt him and give it back ten times a hundred times.

The eyes washed by tears flashed with a decided coldness.

Fu Tingyu watched the girl suddenly turn around and secretly wiped her tears with her back to him, as if she had seen her back to him a few years ago, secretly wiped her tears, as if she was afraid of being seen crying by others.

The man’s eyes deepened a bit, and he stretched out his sturdy arms and hugged her into his arms. The smooth chin was pressed against the girl’s soft hair, and his arms tightened, as if he was going to rub her into the body and melt into the blood. Li was willing.

Qin Shu's body stiffened first, and then slowly relaxed, his back pressed against his chest, and he could clearly feel the man's strong heartbeat.

Nothing makes her feel safer than this.

Because of the previous life, she was watching him with her own eyes, leaning weakly on her shoulder, feeling his heartbeat slowly stop, and feeling his body temperature from warm to cold. But she was helpless and could only watch the sky full of flames in despair.

As if the sky had fallen, his head was blank, and he couldn't think at all.

Heartache is worse than death.

People who have not experienced it personally cannot experience that feeling at all.

"Boa, you are my woman, these are nothing."

The man's low voice came into her ears one by one, with a domineering tone and an imperceptible gentleness.

Qin Shu was startled.

Only what matters to her is considered a major matter, and he, no matter what, is a trivial matter that can be ignored.

She couldn't suppress her heart and began to ache, tears filled her eyes, she didn't know how much self-control she had used to let it flow out.

I said I don't cry.

Because of crying, what has happened cannot be undone.

She took a deep breath, her nose felt sore, and at the same time she twitched her heart, making her feel distressed.

"You just tried the antidote? Did it work?"

As soon as she uttered the words, she realized how hoarse her voice was, with an imperceptible tremor.

What she cares most now is whether this antidote is effective.

From the scene she saw last time, she could see that every time he tried the antidote, it was painful.

If this time does not work, does he have to continue to suffer the pain?

"Of course there is an effect, Gu Yan's medical skills, but no one can compare." Fu Tingyu's voice was low and confident.

No one can believe it, Gu Yan, he still believed it.

At the very least, he will do his best to save his life.

Qin Shu nodded vigorously: "Gu Yan's medical skills are very good, no matter how difficult the operation is, no matter how difficult the disease is, he has succeeded. I also believe him, I believe he will help you clear the virus."

Qin Shu said so, as if he was calming his uneasy heart.

But she still wanted to ask Gu Yan to ask in person about his virus.