Mrs. Fu Shao wants a divorce

Chapter 133 Drinking Porridge
"I left some porridge for you at night. If you drink it now, I'll bring it to you."

After being awakened, Bai Zhixia has no sleepiness, and now she is only doing her best to take care of the wounded on the bed.

"No need." Fu Shengyao shook his head, "Go to sleep first."

As soon as he woke up and saw someone dozing off, Fu Chengyao also thought that Bai Zhixia should really want to go to sleep.

What's more, the girl in front of him didn't know how long she had been guarding her. Looking at the many things in the room that didn't belong to her, Fu Chengyao guessed that Bai Zhixia should be there all the time.

In fact, someone just felt a little bored, and besides, Fu Chengyao didn't wake up all afternoon, and Bai Zhixia also took a long rest in the afternoon.

"I'm not sleepy." Bai Zhixia curled her lips, and now that Fu Chengyao had just woken up, she didn't dare to go to sleep.

"Then who was dozing off just now?" Fu Chengyao raised his eyebrows and asked back. Even though he was injured, he seemed to be in a good mood, and even thought of teasing Bai Zhixia.

"I'll get you porridge. You haven't eaten for a long time. You'll be so hungry that you won't be able to sleep."

When Bai Zhixia thought of Fu Shengyao seeing his embarrassing appearance just now, he felt embarrassed, and of course he would not pay attention to someone's teasing.

Seeing Bai Zhixia turn around and leave, Fu Chengyao's eyes overflowed with a slight smile.

It is very common for him to suffer from hunger, but it would be too much trouble for Fu Shengyao to let Bai Zhixia take care of himself like this.

Since he was a child, even Mr. Fu, who loved his grandson, didn't take care of him too much. When he was a child, there were only servants and nanny around him. Fu Shengyao hadn't been taken care of like this for a long time.

Suddenly thinking that this person is his wife, Fu Chengyao suddenly felt that this seemed very good.

Looking at the scene outside the window where the night was dense and only a few lights could be seen, Fu Shengyao's expression was inexplicable, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

When Bai Zhixia came, what he saw happened to be Fu Shengyao's profile.

Fu Chengyao's good-looking face can be called an evildoer, but his demeanor is often very cold, and he rarely bends his lips to smile, so he is good-looking and at the same time makes people feel a little depressed.

Maybe it was because he couldn't see the specific expression, so Fu Shengyao's side face was much softer, like a character walking out of a cartoon.

Bai Zhixia was stunned for a long time, until a gust of cool wind blew in from outside the window and brought her back to her senses.

She put down the porridge and went to the window.

"The doctor said to try to ventilate as much as possible, so I opened the window, but I forgot to close it." Bai Zhixia smiled embarrassedly at Fu Shengyao.

Originally thought that the latter would not say anything, but this time he actually said, "It's okay."

Bai Zhixia closed the curtains and served the porridge bowl again.

"I'll feed you." Now she completely regards Fu Shengyao as a patient with handicap, which is actually the case.

After all, Fu Chengyao is a soldier. Even if he was injured, he still didn't want others to take care of him too much, and he didn't want to make himself look like a fool.

So he looked at the spoon that Bai Zhixia handed over, didn't open his mouth, but shook his head, "I'll do it myself."

"Come by yourself?" Bai Zhixia asked back, "You hurt your right hand, try not to move it, and don't be afraid of trouble, I can still feed you."

Bai Zhixia likes children very much, taking care of Fu Shengyao this time is like feeding them!
(End of this chapter)