44: C44 I'll Sleep on the Sofa and on the Bed for You

C44 I'll Sleep on the Sofa and on the Bed for You

Wanwan kept washing the water.

The smell of blood in the air burst out because of the steam.

Slowly, it followed the flow of the water.

That night, it was as if he had escaped death.

Fu Sihan walked out of the bathroom and saw his clothes. Because he carried Yan Wanwan back, his black shirt was also stained with snake blood. It was extremely disgusting.

He turned around and wanted to go into the bathroom to take a shower. He remembered that when he came out from that place just now, the bathroom had already been used by Yan Wanwan.

He hated himself very much. He did not know why he would actually personally carry Yan Wanwan and give her his bathroom for her to use. He even helped her wash her face!

She still felt pain!

Fu Sihan remembered that after Yan Wanwan finished washing her face, her face was a little red. It was because of his hands.

He rubbed the fingers of his right hand. His hand was long and strong, and his joints were clearly defined. However, there was a thin layer of calluses on his finger because he practiced shooting and fighting all year round.

Her skin was very tender.

Her chest might be even more tender.

"Someone come!" Fu Sihan opened the door and ordered the servants.

"Third Young Master, this is Third Young Madame's clothes. " The servants were waiting at the door.

"Take it in. " Fu Sihan looked at the room and ordered, "Change the carpet. "

The maid replied, "Yes. "

Although Fu Sihan rarely returned to Old Residence, he had prepared his clothes.

He went to the closet to get a change of clothes and went to the bathroom next door to take a shower.

Hot water flowed down.

Fu Sihan felt that he had gone crazy tonight.

Yan Wanwan was trapped in the forest and almost got eaten by the python because she went out to find him.

She said she was going to find him.

Fu Sihan grabbed his hair and Yan Mengrou's face appeared in his mind. His handsome face became cold.

His former fiancée was obviously much "smarter" than Yan Wanwan.

The maid prepared a white chiffon nightdress for Yan Wanwan. It was pure and beautiful. Wearing it on Yan Wanwan, she was like a fairy that came out of a fairy tale.

"Third Young Madame, you are so beautiful! "When Wanwan came out, the maid could not help but praise.

Wanwan smiled and thanked him before asking, "Can you give me another blanket?"

" Uh. . . "The maid looked at the big bed in the middle of the room and asked curiously," Is the blanket not big enough? "

That bed could fit four or five people. The blanket was compatible with it, but it was not enough for Young Master and you?

"Because I might roll up the blanket when I sleep at night. " Wanwan could not say that she and Fu Sihan not only did not sleep in the same bed, but also did not sleep in the same room previously.

The maid nodded in agreement. Not long after, she carried another thin blanket over.0

When Fu Sihan returned to his room, he happened to see the maid delivering the blanket to Yan Wanwan. He frowned slightly.

Wanwan covered the blanket on the sofa and turned around to look. Fu Sihan looked at her expressionlessly.

The maid had already left. There were only the two of them in the room.

The space was clearly very wide, but because of the existence of this man in front of her, Wanwan felt incomparably uneasy and oppressed.

Fu Sihan's gaze landed on her arm. The short-sleeved nightdress was not covered. There were many scars on her white porcelain arm. The wounds were not deep and there was no bleeding, but the red scars destroyed the beauty of her arm.

"What are you doing?" He looked at the blanket on the sofa.

"I'm sleeping on the sofa. " Wanwan said very consciously, "I'll leave the bed for you. "

At this moment, Fu Sihan was inexplicably a little angry.

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