My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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Zuo Jia noticed Fu Rongting's eyes for the first time. She hurriedly grabbed her cardigan to wrap herself, her eyes were unbelievable!

"You...what are you like?!"

After contacting Fu Rongting for a few days, she felt that Fu Rongting was a typical soldier, calm and calm, unrequited, and unyielding.

Unexpectedly, he would...

Fu Rongting looked indifferent. He walked to the bed, but he did not put down Zuo Jia. He still hugged: "What kind of person am I? Tang Seng? The king of the daughter's kingdom is indifferent to how to seduce? Oh, no. But he was still tempted by his daughter's king."

Zuo Jia hugged his chest with both hands and blushed: "I didn't seduce you."

"Ok."

Fu Rongting responded lightly, "Don't wear this pajama again, especially when a man comes."

Zuo Jia is annoyed that she never dresses like this in front of outsiders, regardless of gender.

Where did she know that this man would jump in from the window?

She bit her lip and did not speak. A small face was tight and tight, and Fu Rongting was regarded as a thief.

Fu Rongting didn't take it seriously either, put her beside the bed, and put Pad in her hand: "Play for a while, then take medicine, and then sleep."

Zuo Jia squeezed Pad, and suddenly felt that Fu Rongting seemed to treat her like a child, and arranged this arrangement.

Half an hour later, Zuo Jia didn't even open the Pad, sitting on the bed in a daze, unable to recover.

Fu Rongting walked in again, handing her a cup of warm water and a handful of medicine: "Take the medicine."

Zuo Jia took the water in one hand and the medicine in the other: "Thank you, it's too much trouble for you!"

Fu Rongting was undecided, reached out and touched her forehead, and said, "I still have a fever. If I take this medicine or it doesn't work, I will take you to the hospital."

At this moment, Zuo Jia's brain is a little dizzy. She thinks that Fu Rongting is too close to her!

She was absent-mindedly taking medicine, and as a result, she accidentally choked on it, and stuck the capsule in her throat.

Fu Rongting patted her on the back, seeing that it was useless, and went out to pour her a glass of water again: "Drink."

Zuo Jia blew out a glass of water in one breath, and the capsule still didn't go down. She looked at Fu Rongting with tears: "Will I be the first person murdered by the capsule?"

Fu Rongting couldn't help but smile: "After a while, the capsule will go down. It won't kill you, it will only be eaten by you."

This is common sense, and of course Zuo Jia knows.

She just feels that the atmosphere between her and Fu Rongting is getting more and more strange, and just a joke to adjust the atmosphere.

It’s nice to be a sibling with Fu Rongting. It’s impossible to be a lover.

Lou Ziling is deeply ingrained in her heart, and it may take a long time to forget.

"Okay, you rest, I'm gone."

Fu Rongting still did not walk through the main door locked by Zuo Jia, and jumped neatly from the window of her bedroom.

Zuo Jia hurried to the window and happened to see Fu Rongting standing up steadily after landing. He turned back and saw Zuo Jia's delicate face unexpectedly.

"How did you get out of bed? Go back and lie down!"

"This window is too high. You can walk the door next time. I will open it for you!"

Her bedroom is on the second floor. Fu Rongting jumped like this, which was too dangerous.

Fu Rongting said faintly, and turned away.

However, the next morning, he still climbed in from the window.

He sat by the bed, touched Zuo Jia's forehead, and then immediately woken her: "Jia Jia, get up, I will take you to the hospital!"

Zuo Jia opened his eyes in pain and glanced at the open window, complaining lowly: "Isn't it letting you go through the main entrance..."

"I rang the doorbell, you didn't hear it, I had to enter through the window."

"I'm so uncomfortable, you let me sleep for a while."

"No, you burned so badly, you must go to the hospital!"

Zuo Jia was accustomed to Fu Rongting's movement of touching his forehead, but when he directly reached into the quilt and took her out, she was quite unaccustomed and her groggy head became much clearer.

"Let me go, I will go by myself."

Fu Rongting didn't let go. He glanced at Zuo Jia's clothes and saw that she had replaced the thin silk pajamas and a set of white long-sleeved trousers cotton pajamas.

It is also possible to go directly out of this suit. He took Zuo Jia out of the villa, put it in the car, and went back to get Zuo Jia's bag and coat.

Seeing that he was going to dress himself, Zuo Jia quickly came over and said: "I wear it myself!"

Fu Rongting did not insist, seeing that she could wear it herself, started the car, and carried Zuo Jia to the nearest hospital.

There are many patients with colds and fever this season, and the bed is in short supply. The doctor prescribed medicine, and the nurse arranged her to the injection seat area.

Fu Rongting picked a quiet area and sat down with Zuo Jia. The nurse came over to give her an infusion, but she secretly looked at Fu Rongting several times.

His appearance and temperament are too good, it is difficult to be unnoticed.

Fu Rongting didn't pay attention, but Zuo Jia saw it. She smiled gently and turned to look at Fu Rongting.

"What's wrong, hurt you?"

When Fu Rongting saw Zuo Jia looking at himself, he could not help asking.

Zuo Jia shook his head: "No."

Why did he suddenly look at him?

Fu Rongting looked up at the nurse, and it happened that the nurse was also looking at him. He understood the reason in an instant.

After the nurse left, Fu Rongting whispered in Zuo Jia's ear: "I am a Tang monk, and the fairies want to eat some Tang monk meat."

Zuo Jia pulsed with a smile. It turned out that he was quite humorous. She thought he was just like Lou Ziling, a cold and quiet man.

It seems that I have never seen Lou Ling joking, or maybe he is only joking with Jingxi?

Thoughts drifted away, Zuo Jia didn't know when to fall asleep. When she woke up again, she found herself falling asleep on Fu Rongting's shoulder!

"Sorry……"

Zuo Jia apologized a little apologetically, and Fu Rongting looked faint: "It doesn't matter, it's a bit numb on my shoulders, you just give me a massage."

Zuo Jia froze, massage?

Is it too close?

"Reluctant? Then wash my clothes. You see my clothes are full of your saliva."

Zuo Jia quickly looked down, and then saw that Fu Rongting really had a pool of water on his shoulder!

impossible!

She never drools when she sleeps!

She widened her eyes in clear black and white, her red lips opened slightly, and she was surprised.

Fu Rongting stopped teasing her and stretched her finger to gently wipe the tears off her face and whispered: "Fool, there is nothing to cry for. I will not cry for him in the future, it is not worth it."

Zuo Jia listened to Fu Rongting's almost tender voice, and then realized that she had just dreamed that the building was dead, crying sadly. It turned out that it was not just in the dream, but she also cried in reality.

Wetted Fu Rongting's shoulder.