fiery fall

Chapter 27 Massage learned specifically for you
Shen Ennan pursed her lips. Fu Qianbei's words were like a sharp knife piercing her heart, reminding her all the time.

If those things hadn't happened seven years ago, maybe she and Fu Qianbei could have obtained the certificate together instead of like now.

Fu Qianbei also said that there is no regret medicine in the world, and he kept her by his side just to torture her and avenge his parents and the suffering they have suffered over the years.

Shen Ennan looked at him and chuckled: "I know we are both married. If you want to take revenge on me, I will not run away. I will pay you back everything the Shen family owes you as much as possible."

After saying that, she took a deep breath: "It's very late. You're hungover and sick again. Go to bed early. I'll take a taxi home."

When turning to leave, Shen Ennan saw the marriage certificate in Fu Qianbei's hand and asked, "Do you need me to call Miss Zhou Ningsang for you?"

Fu Qianbei looked at her coldly: "Get out!"

"Okay, boss."

Shen Ennan smiled slightly, nodded to him, and left the guest room.

As soon as she walked into the living room, the little raccoon cat walked to her feet, its gray and black tail raised high, showing friendship.

Although Shen Ennan had just had an unpleasant experience with Fu Qianbei, she would not transfer it to the little pet. She knelt down and touched the little guy's head, and said warmly: "Kitty cat, you're still up so late, are you worried about Fu Qianbei?" ?"

"Meow~" The little guy nuzzled her.

Shen Ennan glanced towards the guest room, sat on the sofa and took a taxi with the civet cat in his arms.

At three o'clock in the morning, it was difficult to get a taxi, not to mention that Fu Qianbei still lived in a wealthy area.

Shen Ennan waited for 10 minutes before a driver three kilometers away from her took the order and was expected to arrive in 15 minutes.

Shen Ennan had no choice but to wait. The kitten was obediently in her arms, looking at her with a pair of big round eyes, tilting its head left and right, very cute and cute.

Shen Ennan was about to be cute by it. She rubbed its little paws and whispered: "Mao Mao, is your master Fu Qianbei? Or is it his wife?"

"Fu Qianbei is so busy at work, who usually takes care of you?"

"Have you ever peeked at Fu Qianbei taking a bath and going to the toilet? By the way, let me see if you are a boy or a girl..."

Shen Ennan is not a pervert, but she often sees videos of pet cat bloggers. Cats like to squat with their owners when they take a bath or use the toilet.

Shen Ennan touched the two balls and smiled: "It turns out he is a younger brother."

"Meow~" The kitten seemed to be resisting.

Shen Ennan sat on the sofa and petted her cat for 15 minutes. Her cell phone rang. It was the taxi driver she had reserved who had arrived nearby, asking her to get ready to come out.

Shen Ennan hung up the phone and put down the kitten with some reluctance.

Before leaving, she walked to the door of the guest room. The door was ajar just now, and it was still ajar now.

Shen Ennan stood at the door and said softly: "Boss, the taxi has arrived, I will go back first."

No response was heard in the room.

Shen Ennan hesitated for a moment and gently opened the door.

Following the bright light in the living room, Fu Qianbei was seen curled up on the bed in the same position where Shen Ennan pushed him to the bed, with half of his long legs hanging on the edge of the bed.

Shen Ennan frowned worriedly and walked in.

"boss……"

As he got closer, Shen Ennan could clearly see Fu Qianbei's painful face through the light coming from outside the door. He was pale, sweating on his forehead, his body curled up, and his hands pressed hard on his abdomen. His whole body seemed to be in pain. tremble.

"Fu Qianbei!" Shen Ennan immediately touched his body. He was covered in a thin layer of cold sweat. "Fu Qianbei, how are you? I'll take you to the hospital now."

Fu Qianbei opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at her indifferently: "You can leave, I don't need you to worry about it."

Shen Ennan hesitated and said confidently: "How can I ignore you? You are my boss. Who will pay me my salary if you die? I will take you to the hospital now!"

With that said, Shen Ennan grabbed Fu Qianbei's arms and tried to carry him on his back.

But at this moment, Fu Qianbei couldn't exert any strength, and Shen Ennan couldn't carry it at all.

"Just wait, I'll find someone to help and take you to the hospital immediately!"

Shen Ennan said that he was going to the living room. In just 15 minutes, Fu Qianbei's stomach problem worsened to this point. Could it be that he was angry with her?

"I just came back from the hospital. There's no point in going there." Fu Qianbei reluctantly grabbed her hand and said weakly: "There are painkillers and stomach medicine on the bedside table. Go get a glass of water."

"Okay!" Shen Ennan immediately went to the kitchen to pour water.

The cell phone was ringing in the living room. It was the taxi driver urging her to get in the car.

Shen Ennan frowned and picked up the phone: "Sorry, I won't book a ride."

The driver on the opposite side started complaining: "What's wrong with you little girl? I'll come to pick you up late at night. Why are you..."

"I have something important to do. I know that money will be deducted for breach of contract, and I will pay it!"

Shen Ennan quickly hung up the phone and then entered the guest room with the warm water.

She turned on the light, and the blazing white light came on, making Fu Qianbei's face even paler.

Seven years ago, Fu Qianbei had no stomach problems and was in good health. He could hold her to pick fresh osmanthus flowers from the highest part of the tree.

Seeing him like this, Shen Ennan felt very sorry for what he had experienced in the past seven years.

If you want to hate someone as good as Fu Qianbei, he must have gone through too much pain.

Shen Ennan placed the water glass on the bedside table, then tried his best to pick up Fu Qianbei, who was curled up at the end of the bed, and leaned against the bedside as comfortably as possible.

During this process, due to the physical difference between the two of them, Shen Ennan was accidentally carried down by him when she was hugging him, and her lips inadvertently brushed against Fu Qianbei's thin lips.

She was stunned for a moment, then met Fu Qianbei's deep black eyes.

She felt guilty and said, "It's okay, I'll help you go up a little bit more."

"Ah."

When Shen Ennan exerted his strength, Fu Qianbei himself also tried his best.

Finally, Fu Qianbei half leaned on the bed.

Shen Ennan found the painkillers and the stomach medicine Fu Qianbei often took from the drawer, poured the medicine into the palm of his hand according to the doctor's instructions, then sat on the bedside and placed one pill at a time against his lips.

When her fingertips touched his thin lips, Shen Ennan pursed her lips and swallowed.

The accidental touch of lips just now appeared in front of her eyes. She calmly picked up the water and let Fu Qianbei drink it. She warned herself in her heart: That was not a kiss, that was an accidental touch, just a simple skin touch.

After taking the medicine, Shen Ennan asked softly: "Are you feeling better?"

The corner of Fu Qianbei's weak mouth twitched: "Do you think it is a panacea that will be effective if you take it?"

Seeing that cold sweat still broke out on his forehead, Shen Ennan suggested, "How about I help you press the Zhiyang point, which can quickly relieve stomach pain and cramps."

Fu Qianbei raised his eyelids and looked at her: "Do you still know acupuncture points?"

"A little bit."

Seeing that he didn't refuse directly, Shen Ennan assumed that he agreed.

So I sat down on the edge of the bed, raised his upper body, rubbed his back with my little hands, and finally found the middle of the lower tips of the two shoulder blades, and pressed it up with my thumbs.

In less than 2 minutes, Fu Qianbei really felt much better.

It takes at least half an hour for the painkillers to take effect. This is Shen Ennan's credit.

"I remember you couldn't before."

"I learned it later."

"When and for whom did you learn it?" Fu Qianbei asked, leaning forward, as if he had "germophobia".

If Shen Ennan had learned this massage from another man, he wouldn't want to press it, and the painkillers would take effect soon.

Behind the man, Shen Ennan frowned slightly, pressed his shoulder with one small hand, and continued massaging it with the thumb of the other hand.

She whispered: "Don't move, I learned it just for you!"

(End of this chapter)