With a hook from the gang pet boss, Master Fu fell

Song Yu glanced at Fu Hanyu, a playful smile appeared on his lips, he cleared his throat, and said, "He just broke two ribs, a small injury, nothing serious."

If it is compared with the injury he suffered when he went to rescue Bai Ke last time.

The injury this time is really nothing.

"How can this be a minor injury!" Lin Shuangluo glanced at him worriedly, thinking about how he jumped from such a high place, he still felt terrified, and said, "This time, thanks to my little brother Fu, you wait for him to wake up, and you tell him that when he recovers, let him come to our house for a while."

"Your mother is right. We still have to express our gratitude for letting him come to our house." Song Ningsheng was really convinced this time.

Let me just ask, at that critical moment of life and death, who would dare to jump off the 28th floor without hesitation and risk his life if he didn't really care about Yu'er and Zebao!

Song Xingfeng also nodded.

The two of them are together, and taking advantage of this opportunity, it's time to meet their parents.

Song Xingqing took a look at Fu Hanyu, and there was a bit of admiration in his cold eyes. No matter what his family background was, what he did this time made him look at him with admiration.

Song Xingji snorted softly, even though he was still a little upset with him, he still admired his courage, he was a real man.

In that case, it's his words.

He didn't know if he could make the decision he made at that time.

There were two patients, one big and one small, and the Song family didn't stop there. After visiting and asking about the situation, they left.

Until out of the hospital.

Lin Shuangluo said with emotion: "Husband, I thought about it carefully. Although Xiao Fu has poor legs and may not have a good family background, he is still trustworthy."

For Yu'er and Zebao, he risked his life. In this regard, no other man can compare to him no matter how good he is.

"Yeah." Song Ningsheng also nodded: "Our Song family is not short of money. We don't want him to be rich and powerful. She likes Yu'er and Zebao agrees with him."

After this incident, he also figured it out.

So what if Yu'er marries a wealthy family?Can you get happiness?Will you be happy?At the critical moment, can that person protect the two of them with his life?

Song Xingqing also said: "When he is better, come to our house as a guest. I will ask him what plans he has for his own future. If he is willing to come to Song's, or if he wants to start his own business, I can also help."

Song Xingji also had to admit: "Actually, he has a good face. If it weren't for his bad legs and feet, he would definitely be able to earn a living by his face when he entered the entertainment industry. I don't know how he sings."

The reason why he thinks he is not good is because he thinks that his legs and feet are not good, and the smelly girl in the family deserves someone better.

Only Song Xingfeng, hearing that his family had begun to enthusiastically arrange various work plans for Fu Hanyu, almost couldn't hold back his forehead and sighed.

They hadn't waited to see Fu Hanyu before.

Now, everyone started to help him plan for the future.

Is he going to say it or not?

The family is definitely a wealthy family, the largest wealthy family in Huaguo, the third master of the Fu family!

Need them to arrange work?

Song Ningsheng and the others, including Song Xingqing, who had always been careful and steady, didn't notice Song Xingfeng. The main reason was that he was a scientific researcher, so even if he wanted to arrange work, he couldn't.

family.

Discussed together, more and more ideas came to mind.

In the ward.

Fu Hanyu, who was lying on the hospital bed, felt his nose itchy and wanted to sneeze.

After Song Yu drank half a glass of water, he looked down at him: "Hey, Fu Hanyu, you've had enough."

He has already woken up, don't think she doesn't know.

Fu Hanyu pretended not to hear.

Song Yu took the cup, sat in front of him, and patted his face lightly: "Are you really awake?"

Fu Hanyu didn't make any movement.

"Why are your lips so dry? They're all cracked." Song Yu's soft fingertips gently rubbed his lips, his brows slightly raised, and he smiled and hooked his lips: "If you haven't woken up, I'll kiss you."

Fu Hanyu remained silent.

But the next moment.

Her soft and tender lips covered his lips.

Song Yu clearly felt that his body trembled when her lips touched it, and bit his lip: "Stop pretending to be asleep, tell me what happened to that fake Qin rate? "

"Fish." Fu Hanyu's voice was hoarse, and with his eyes closed, he could feel her existence more deeply, her temperature, and his big hand clasped the back of her head, eager, fanatical, with a kiss so strong that it could almost burn everything, and seized her. It took her breath away and messed up her sanity.

Song Yuxi closed her eyes, delighted in the kiss, her curled eyelashes trembling slightly.

"Want to know what?"

After Fu Hanyu kissed her, he still held her in his arms with his long arms, and pressed his lips against her rosy lips. Hearing her panting, her breathing was stagnant again, and her big hands gently caressed her face.

Song Yu panted for a while, breathing the air in the ward that smelled of disinfectant, and then her mind gradually cleared up, her lips pressed against his, making her face even more blush, as beautiful as the red clouds in the sky Burning eyes: "You let go."

She wants to struggle.

"Huh?" Fu Hanyu hugged her even tighter, whispered a word, but the vibration between his lips and teeth was full of trembling throbbing.

Song Yu's body was numb again, he swallowed unconsciously, stared into his eyes, and paused every word: "I want to ask, what's going on with Qin rate? What are you hiding from me?"

Her voice, because of the emotion just now, seemed to be covered with a soft layer of moisture.

"Hidden door." Fu Hanyu sighed lowly, rubbed the tip of his nose lightly against her delicate nose, and said in a deep voice, "I lied to you before, I know the existence of the hidden door."

"You..." Song Yu's fist hardened.

"I'm sorry." Fu Hanyu admitted his mistake quickly and timidly, before she got angry, he said, "It's very dangerous. At that time, I didn't want you to be involved."

"What about now?" Song Yu gritted his molars, pushed him, and wanted to get up.

"Hiss." Fu Hanyu let out a muffled hum from his throat, and his already pale handsome face became even paler.

Song Yu didn't dare to move anymore, and obediently lay on his chest, angrily warned: "Don't try to use cruel tricks on me, I'm a doctor."

"How dare I, Doctor Song." Fu Hanyu sighed in a low voice, and said, "Actually, I went through the hidden door before and taught many people a lesson."

At this time, Song Yu seemed to think of something, covered his mouth with his hand, hissed, and said, "You can talk about it later, Zebama will wake up soon."

Her voice just fell.

The little guy lying next to him turned over and opened his eyes.

Before Song Yu could make any movements, he met his son's big black eyes.