All this happened so suddenly that Shen Qingqiu didn't expect it.

However, the expected pain did not come.

Her thick and curled eyelashes fluttered in panic, like a frightened butterfly.

Shen Qingqiu slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was Fu Tingshen standing very close at hand.

The man's clean and neat jawline is extremely smooth, his raised Adam's apple is faintly sexy, and then there is the meticulously tied shirt collar, and his rigorous temperament reveals a sense of uncompromising abstinence.

The two of them fit together almost seamlessly, and the cool breath that only belonged to men penetrated into their nostrils.

Their eyes met without any warning, and Shen Qingqiu could clearly see herself reflected in the man's pupils. Her heart seemed to have been grasped lightly, and began to beat uncontrollably. There was a faint trace on her white cheeks.

There was a hint of blush silently.

"Are you always so reckless?" Fu Tingshen's deep and seductive voice sounded in his ears.

The hot breath from the speaker's breath sprayed on Shen Qingqiu's hair, like an electric current flowing through her limbs, causing her body to tense up involuntarily.

At this time, Shen Qingqiu noticed that the arms clasping her waist were a little looser. She hurriedly withdrew from Fu Tingshen's arms and retorted in a low voice: "I was not reckless. It is obvious that the pebbles are too slippery..."

Fu Tingshen caught a glimpse of the blush on her face that had not faded away, and suddenly he got teasing thoughts, and a low laugh escaped from his throat, "According to your opinion, all the cobblestones on this road should be cleared away."

Shen Qingqiu heard the ridicule in the other party's words and pursed his lips and said nothing.

She knelt down and carefully picked up the Phalaenopsis from the broken flower pot. She gently wiped away the soil on the rhizome with her fingertips. An unconscious smile appeared on her face, "Fortunately, the rhizome was not hurt.

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Fu Ting crouched down and stared at Shen Qingqiu quietly, his eyes filled with doting and tenderness that no one had ever seen before.

However, when his eyes passed over Shen Qingqiu's beautiful hands, he frowned fiercely and grabbed Shen Qingqiu's hands.

Shen Qingqiu couldn't help but be startled. Following Fu Tingshen's gaze, he noticed a scratch on his wrist.

It must have been accidentally scratched when moving the flower pot just now, a very thin wound.

"It's okay." Shen Qingqiu subconsciously rubbed it on his clothes.

But Fu Tingshen picked up Shen Qingqiu without saying a word and strode towards the living room.

Shen Qingqiu exclaimed, his arms instinctively hooked the man's neck, and his smooth forehead brushed against the man's lips.

Fu Tingshen's body visibly stiffened, but his pace did not slow down.

Entering the living room and placing Shen Qingqiu on the sofa, Fu Tingshen quickly found the medical kit and skillfully found disinfectant cotton and potions.

"I'll do it myself." To be honest, Shen Qingqiu didn't pay much attention to this minor injury. If Fu Tingshen hadn't discovered it, it might have scabbed over automatically in a few minutes.

But Fu Tingshen's fuss revealed his importance and concern, which inadvertently touched the softest part of Shen Qingqiu's heart, making it difficult for her to refuse for a while.

Fu Tingshen ignored her words. He held tweezers in his bony fingers and squatted in front of the sofa with his knees bent. "It might hurt a little."

After cleaning up everything, Aunt Pei hurried in, followed by Jiang Mu, who had just entered.

I saw his husband kneeling on one knee, carefully holding Shen Qingqiu's hand, and wiping the wound with tweezers very carefully.

It was also at this moment that Jiang Mu became more certain of the fact that Shen Qingqiu was indeed a unique existence to Fu Tingshen.

So far, he has never seen Mr. kneel down for anyone.


Chapter completed!