Song Yu looked at the gloomy darkness at the bottom of his eyes. She wanted to escape, but she couldn't get rid of it.

"Why should I tell you this, we We're just a fake marriage. You're not my one... "

Just as she was about to get out of the man's arm, she was pulled back by the man and pressed against the wall again.

"Who is not yours? Is our marriage certificate fake? If anything happens to you, who do you think the police are looking for first? It's me. Anyway, in law, I'm your husband, your first guardian, you know? "

He was so close that the temperature in the air kept rising.

Song Yu looked at him stupidly. She didn't think that such words would come out of his mouth.

Her husband, her first guardian

Seeing that she had no reaction, Fu Si Mu's eyes fell on her smooth jade skin and sighed with a slight invisible sigh.

"Blow dry your hair. Can I help you?" He asked softly.

Song Yu sometimes feels that he looks at himself as if he is looking at another woman through her.

Is he using her as a stand in? As the woman he loves the most?

Song Yu didn't know what it was like in her heart and didn't want to be in the same room with him. She nodded at will: "I'll blow it myself. It's too late. I'll go to bed."

She's been out for so long that she's almost asleep.

Although Fu simiu wants to stay to take care of her, he knows that everything is too much, so take your time.

"Well, I'm out. Call me if you can." He turned away and looked back at her when he reached the door.

Song Yu sometimes thinks that others are very good, but unfortunately he does not belong to her, and he will never stay here.

Sooner or later they will be separated.

Fu Si has just left, song Yugang has just opened the hair dryer, suddenly sneezed, nose also began to block up.

Is this a cold?

Song Yu took a sniff and coughed gently. She found that her throat also hurt.

She held her dizzy head and went to the dressing table. Just as she was about to pick up the hair dryer, she first dried her head and then went to look for medicine. As a result, she had no strength in her hand. As soon as the hair dryer was lifted up, it slipped from her hand and fell heavily on the ground.

Song Yu was startled and her trance spirit was sober.

As soon as she bent down to pick up the hair dryer, the bedroom door would open behind her.

Song Yu looked back. Fu simu stood at the door with a glass of water in his hand and something in the other hand. He came to him.

"Why are you back?" Her voice was weak, with a heavy nasal sound.

Fu simiu will water and medicine on the table, instead of her pick up the hair dryer on the ground, first blow her head dry.

"If I don't come in, when will your hair be ready?" He put his hand on Song Yu's forehead, frowned hard, breathed slightly, and his face was not very good-looking.

Song Yu didn't speak. His eyes were fixed on the hot water on the table. He went down to find medicine and hot water for her?

"Take the medicine." Fu simiu puts the medicine in front of her. Song Yu doesn't confront him this time. She takes the medicine obediently and drinks a sip of water.

Her hair was dry, and her head was still a little dizzy. After taking the medicine, she felt more cold. Now she just wanted to sleep.

"You go to bed. I'm going back." Fu simiu turned away with the empty cup.

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