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Feeding

Jiang Xiu's face turned red and he hurried out of Fu Chenhan's arms.

Fu Chenhan was funny: "Can you eat me if you can still eat me?"

Jiang Xiu didn't dare to speak. She still remembered Fu Chenhan's terrible face before she fainted.

Fu Chenhan asked: "Are there any other discomfort?"

Jiang Xiu touched his forehead and shook his head: "Actually, there is nothing big, just take some medicine."

"Are you used to it?" Fu Chenhan asked without any emotion.

Jiang Xiu nodded: "Yes." She has been in poor health since she was a child, and she has suffered from hundreds of diseases, which is really accustomed to it.

But for some reason, this word caused the moody Han Master. Jiang Xiu clearly saw Fu Chenhan's face darkening, and a layer of terrifying sinisterness was dyed on his handsome and innocent face.

Jiang Xiu hid in fear, but Fu Chenhan didn't say anything, turned over and got out of bed and went out.

Jiang Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, and then realized that he was sleeping on Fu Chenhan's bed. This pure black bed reminded him of its owner when he looked at it. It made Jiang Xiu shudder again, and quickly got out of the bed and rolled into his own floor.

When Fu Chenhan came in, he saw this scene and frowned slightly: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Xiu held the edge of the quilt with both hands, covering his chin, and looked at Fu Chenhan timidly: "Sorry, Mr. Han, after sleeping in your bed, I will take the sheets to wash later."

Fu Chenhan didn't say anything, and his eyebrows pressed down—

Jiang Xiu was shocked and crawled out of the quilt quickly. Her little breasts began to tremble: "I, I'll take them to wash them right away."

Before he could climb two steps, Jiang Xiu's back was held by someone. Fu Chenhan hugged her in the air, picked her up with one hand, and placed her on the bed: "Lying down well, I'll have no time to take care of you if I have a cold."

There was a very light woody fragrance on the quilt. I don’t know if she had slept with it. It was mixed with the smell of orange flower shower gel, which smelled unexpectedly good.

Jiang Xiu was buried in the quilt and only one eye was left outside. She looked at Fu Chenhan in a flash and asked in a low voice: "Did you take care of me last night?"

Fu Chenhan wanted to smile or not: "No, Jiang Jiang is so powerful, he is taking care of himself."

"" Jiang Xiu said: "Thank you."

"Thank me, don't always get angry with me." Fu Chenhan suddenly leaned closer, pinched Jiang Xiu's chin, and leaned over to look at her. This position was particularly oppressive, and Jiang Xiu's nervous eyes were widened.

The man's voice was hoarse and filled with a little unspeakable pleasure: "Do you know? If someone had changed, he would have turned into a corpse and was dragged out last night."

Jiang Xiu remembered the screams and large pieces of blood in the yard, and her eyelashes trembled.

Fu Chenhan warned: "So, kid, you better not challenge your tolerance for you, huh?"

"" Jiang Xiu's lips moved, and finally he mustered up the courage to say, "I ignored you yesterday because I was dizzy because my brain was blown by the wind and my throat was so hoarse that I couldn't speak. Later, I fainted not because I was afraid of you but because I was afraid." She bulged her cheeks and said: "Blood."

Fu Chenhan raised his eyebrows: "Afraid of blood?"

Jiang Xiu didn't open his eyes, and didn't dare to look directly into his eyes. His voice was very soft: "Well, you don't feel dizzy, you just feel scared when you see the big pool of blood."

"Why?"

Jiang Xiu could have used her natural habits to treat Fu Chenhan, but for some reason, she didn't want to do this for some reason and whispered: "Because when my mother passed away, her blood was all over the floor. Since then, I have been very afraid of a large area of ​​blood."

Fu Chenhan knew the cause of Lan Jinxi's death.

Although it is said outside that this woman died of illness, the information found in vain shows that Lan Jinxi committed suicide by cutting her wrist.

When the information said that Jiang Xiu witnessed the entire process of his mother's death, Fu Chenhan did not agree. After all, he had seen it dozens of times more tragic than this, but at this moment, his heart, which had not been roil for a long time, had a sharp pain.

As soon as I think of the little Jiang Xiu watching his mother's life pass by little by little, Fu Chenhan's heart arose inexplicable hostility.

"She is not a good mother." Fu Chenhan said lightly: "Otherwise, you wouldn't have seen this scene, nor would you commit suicide."

Jiang Xiu shook her head gently and said, "My mother has a terminal illness and cannot be cured no matter what. She is just suffering when she lives, but for me, she has persisted for so many years. I don't resent her because I know she loves me."

The reason why Lan Jinxi chose to commit suicide was because she was really exhausted. She was a very gentle person and would not selfishly abandon her father and daughter. If she hadn't blown up the light, she wouldn't have chosen to leave.

Fu Chenhan was dissatisfied: "But you are afraid of blood now."

Jiang Xiu said: "It's not really serious, but my head was not clear at that time, and most of the fainting was caused by the wind."

Fu Chenhan remembered her pitiful look squatting outside the yard, and felt helpless and angry, but she couldn't find an outlet to vent, so he had to warn Jiang Xiu: "If you dare to blow cold wind on yourself next time, uncle will break your leg."

"" Jiang Xiu said innocently: "But Adjutant Ping asked me not to enter the yard."

Fu Chenhan said in a sequel: "Then break his leg."

Just as I entered the room with a tray, I heard such a bloody speech: "?" What did the baby do wrong?"

"Cough cough." Pingbai coughed: "Master, the porridge is ready."

"Yes." Fu Chenhan brought the porridge over, looked at the thick and soft rice porridge that was cooked, and said to Jiang Xiu: "Get up and eat something."

Jiang Xiu said, and quickly got up and prepared to eat obediently, but Fu Chenhan pinched the spoon and slowly scooped a spoonful of white porridge to feed her: "Open your mouth."

Jiang Xiu: ""

Plain: ""

My plain head is about to fall off.

He must be dazzled, it must be true! Otherwise, how could he see Mr. Han feeding others? You should know that when the second young master was two or three years old, he would put the whole egg in the second young master's bowl and let him snatch it with his teeth!

Jiang Xiu was also surprised and refused: "Master Han, I'll do it myself."

Fu Chenhan narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Why, don't you want me to feed you?"

Jiang Xiu's desire to survive is very strong: "No, you are not suitable for this kind of thing."

"I said it's appropriate." He didn't know why he was so interested in feeding, and said, "Open your mouth."
Chapter completed!