After getting married, he became the favorite of the boss

At this time, Shen Yanhe, the golden thigh, and Fu Yanhe have returned to the Fu's Manor

Jiang Yun and Fu Yu were still out attending the banquet but did not come back, and Mrs. Fu Fu Shuqin also returned to the old house.

Apart from the servants, there are only two people in the villa, Shen Yanhe and Fu Yanhe.

In order to prevent a certain boss from remembering the revenge of her flattering and slapping on the horse's hoof, Shen Yanhe personally went out with the three parties again, and took the medicine with his own hands.

After returning, he boiled the medicinal materials by himself, and it took a lot of effort to make a bathtub of medicinal medicine.

After pouring the last bucket of potion into the bathtub, Shen Yanhe wiped the hot sweat from his forehead, stood in the steaming bathroom, looked sideways at his naked upper body.

With only a pair of black sports shorts on his lower body, Fu Yanhe was sitting in a wheelchair with a straight expressionless front.

Fu Yanhe was also looking at her.

Standing in the bathroom, the slender girl's wrists and sleeves were slightly rolled up, her long black and thick hair was casually tied up with a wooden hairpin, her soft white face was flushed by the heat, and her cat eyes were moist. look at him.

Fu Yanhe's hand on the wheelchair curled up slightly, and the expression on his face became paler.

The current Shen Yanhe seems to be particularly easy to bully.

"Ready?" he asked.

"Okay." Shen Yanhe put the basin aside, stepped forward and pushed him to the front of the bathtub: "Soak for an hour, and after an hour, I will give you the first acupuncture."

Fu Yanhe nodded slightly: "Well, it's hard work."

Shen Yanhe turned her cat's eyes and patted the bank card in her pocket: "It's not hard!"

As long as you have money, everything is easy to talk about!

If Fu Yanhe didn't want her to watch from the sidelines, she would have squatted next to him and watched him bathe in medicine.

After all, this person is now her biggest "golden master".

Thinking about it, Shen Yanhe walked towards the door very considerately: "You soak, I will call you when the time is up."

Fu Yanhe didn't speak, but just lowered his eyes, looking at his already shriveled legs that couldn't exert all his strength, a strong look of violence flashed in his extremely black eyes, but soon, the violence disappeared in an instant, and quickly Make it seem like it's just an illusion.

He stretched out his hand expressionlessly, supported the edge of the bathtub, and tried hard to move from the wheelchair into the bathtub.

As soon as Shen Yanhe arrived at the door, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Fu Yanhe's hand holding the bathtub with bruised veins, and he was struggling to move himself, looking very uncomfortable.

She paused and pursed her red lips.

She knows that men have strong self-esteem.

Especially a proud son like Fu Yanhe, who fell from heaven to hell after a car accident.

When you encounter difficulties, you will never easily ask for help.

Even though he looks like this now, it's good that he can successfully move from the wheelchair to the bathtub.

If you accidentally fall here...

Seeing that he is her biggest "golden master" now, Shen Yanhe struggled for a few seconds, then turned around suddenly, closed her eyes, stepped forward quickly, and hugged Fu Yanhe's waist.

Thinking silently in my heart, as long as I move fast enough, he won't be able to scold me, and suddenly exerted force on his hand——

The sudden softness behind him made Fu Yanhe's body suddenly stiff, and before he could speak, he was pulled out of the wheelchair by someone holding his waist.

The rare expression on Fu Yanhe's face that suddenly flew into the air was blank for a moment: "?"

Was his little wife so strong?

Before he recovered, Shen Yanhe put him carefully in the bathroom, and then, afraid that he would blame him, jumped up like a frightened cat, quickly ran out of the bathroom door, and slammed the door shut.

Sitting in the bathtub, Fu Yanhe had no time to react: "..."

The blank expression on his face gradually became complicated. He was slender and pale, and he raised his hand stained with a little black potion and rubbed his forehead, feeling very complicated.

The dark and violent heart, the emotion of wanting to destroy everything has completely disappeared.

Instead, there is a somewhat helpless and funny mood.

This little money fan is really born with the ability to break people's work.

There was no one in the bathroom, so Fu Yanhe didn't need to maintain his expression anymore.

His brows and eyes stretched, his thin upper body slightly leaned against the bathtub wall, soaking his whole body in the hot black potion, his eyes drooped slightly, looking at the two unconscious legs in the bathtub.

Emotions surged in the eyes, and it took a long time before they were slowly closed and quietly soaked in the medicated bath.

Shen Yanhe who ran out of the bathroom pricked up his ears to listen to the movement inside. He was relieved when he didn't hear the scolding. He went back to his room in a good mood and took a quick shower for himself.

Then he took his golden needle, pinched it and went back to Fu Yanhe's room.

When she came back, Sanfang had already got Fu Yanhe out of the bathtub, and he was already lying on the bed, wearing a loose bathrobe, revealing his pale and delicate collarbone, and the faintly visible abdominal muscle lines below.

The three parties were obediently standing aside, waiting for Fu Yanhe's order.

Shen Yanhe took advantage of Fu Yanhe's unaware that he was peeking at him, and looked back before Fu Yanhe, standing by the bed with a gold needle in his hand, looked down at him, his round and clear cat pupils blinked, and said: "Take off the bathrobe on your body. Lose."

Fu Yanhe nodded slightly, and took a look at Sanfang, who tactfully stepped forward to help him take off his bathrobe, leaving only a pair of black shorts.

Under Shen Yanhe's gaze, Fu Yanhe's body was a little stiff, and a look of unnaturalness flashed across his face very quickly.

The third time.

This was the third time he had stripped naked in front of her.

Fu Yanhe closed his eyes resignedly, he could foresee that in the future, in front of this little money fan, the chances of getting naked would increase a lot.

Shen Yanhe suppressed the distracting thoughts in her mind one by one, and pulled out a golden needle with a solemn expression, and when she was about to land on the Daling acupoint, a startled voice suddenly came from behind her: "What are you doing?"

Immediately afterwards, a hand suddenly stretched out from her side, and slashed at her hand that was pinching the needle!

Shen Yanhe frowned, and quickly moved back to avoid the suddenly outstretched hand. The golden needle pinched in her hand twirled between the index finger and thumb, and fell safely back into her palm.

After making sure that her golden needle was not knocked out, Shen Yanhe raised her eyes and looked at the boy with mid-length hair tied into a small braid who suddenly appeared in the room and had a baby face.

The six parties were hostile and angry, stepped forward to separate Shen Yanhe and Fu Yanhe, stood in front of Fu Yanhe like an old hen, and glared at her angrily: "Who are you? Who allowed you to inject needles on the young master?"

"Sanfang! Didn't you stay by the young master's side to protect him? You just watched the young master get needled by this unknown woman?"

"Don't you know that the young master is in poor health now? If something happens to the young master, can you take responsibility?"

Sanfang, who hadn't reacted yet and was scolded all over his face: "..."

Following behind Liufang, Wufang hadn't had time to remind him: "..."

Wu Fang looked at the angry Liu Fang with sympathy, and silently backed away, lest he be splashed with blood by the young master later.

Shen Yanhe looked at Liufang who was puffing up like a puffer fish with a half-smile, tilted his head slightly, and looked at Fu Yanhe on the bed with his cat eyes slightly bent. Said: "Husband~ He said that I am a woman of unknown origin."

Liufang: "Even if he is your husband, you can't—"

Liu Fang suddenly came back to his senses, and looked at the smiling Shen Yanhe in horror: "Wait, wait a minute, your name is Young Master, Old, Husband?"

"You, are you young lady?"

Shen Yanhe nodded: "Yes."

Liufang was desperate in his heart, and stared at Liufang and Sanfang who were looking at the sky and the earth with hatred.

These two old sixths didn't even tell him!

Ruined!

My life is over!