My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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Zuo Jia looked pale and reached for Fu Rongting's arm, but Fu Rongting took a step back without letting her touch.

"Not like that, Rong Ting, I just... I just think you look good in that dress, I didn't mean it!"

"I know you didn't do it on purpose. You just chose me the same clothes as he did. He usually likes to wear shirts, right? I don't like it. Don't make mistakes later."

Fu Rongting's voice was neither loud nor severe, but Zuo Jia felt scared.

She was afraid that a good marriage would be messed up by herself!

"Rong Ting, don't be angry, I didn't miss him this time, really!"

Zuo Jia felt that her language was somewhat pale and weak. She wanted to explain a few words. Fu Rongting's cell phone suddenly rang. He answered the phone. It was from the army and there were new tasks.

Fu Rongting sent Zuo Jia back home. The honeymoon was unable to go. The military order was like a mountain. One hundred thousand fierce tasks were waiting for Fu Rongting. He changed his military uniform and took a taxi to the airport.

He didn't get angry, and he didn't even rebuke Zuo Jia aloud. Before he left, he hugged Zuo Jia and said to her, "Sorry, I have a task."

But Zuo Jia felt uncomfortable in her heart, she would rather Fu Rongting get angry.

Fu Rongting left, leaving only Zuo Jia at home, she felt a lot deserted at once.

A few days ago, Fu Rongting was with her every day at home. Wherever she went, he would go wherever she went.

On the weekend, they will stay together at home, and usually go to work, Fu Rongting will pick her up on time, meticulously, and attentive.

The last time Fu Rongting went to the task, Zuo Jia only felt that he had walked away easily. She didn't have to face him every day, and the pressure was reduced a lot.

But this time, Fu Rongting left, and Zuo Jia didn't feel relaxed at all.

When I go to work during the day, I still don't feel anything. When I return home at night, Zuo Jia will feel lonely.

There were traces of Fu Rongting's life everywhere in the house. He suddenly disappeared, and Zuo Jiaman's mind was all about him.

However, this time Fu Rongting was performing a top-secret international mission and she could not go to him.

Every day seems to become long, half a month as long as half a year.

Fu Rongting’s secret mission was over, but he did not return. He was seriously injured and sent to a top hospital in a foreign country for treatment.

Upon hearing the news of Fu Rongting's injury, Zuo Jia's heart snapped.

As a family member, the army sent a helicopter and took Zuo Jia to the hospital where Fu Rongting was treating.

Zuo Jia didn't have time to clean up, he hurriedly flew over the mountains and seas, and came to Fu Rongting's side.

On the hospital bed, the tall Fu Rongting lay there, wrapped in gauze, and fell asleep peacefully.

Frightened, Zuo Jia panicked and asked the doctor in English: "How is he doing?"

"I have been in a coma for two days. I woke up once and told us not to tell you about his injury, and then passed out again. The situation is not too good, but we will try our best to treat it."

After the doctor left, Zuo Jia sat at the side of the bed, gently held Fu Rongting's hand, and put it on his face for a long, long time.

She asked the hospital for hot water and a clean white towel, wet the towel, and slowly wiped her body for Fu Rongting.

Zuo Jia and Fu Rongting have been together for a short time. They have kissed and hugged, but they have never faced naked. They will also wear pajamas at night. Zuo Jia does not know that Fu Rongting's body is so strong, and his muscle lines are obvious. Smooth and full of power.

She was not too embarrassed to look at him, but she did not want the nurse to do such intimate things for her husband.

Fu Rongting still had big and small scars on his body. Zuo Jia knew on the way that when he was on the mission, the terrorists detonated the bomb. Several soldiers had sacrificed. Fu Rongting had good luck and survived.

Before, Zuo Jia never thought that one day she might lose Fu Rongting.

But now the feeling is so clear, so clear that she even hurts her heart.

She accompanied Fu Rongting, and according to the doctor's instructions, she called him a few times every hour or two and talked to him.

Fortunately, the medical condition of this hospital abroad is excellent, and the doctors are top-notch. After two days of lethargy, Fu Rongting finally woke up.

Seeing Zuo Jia, he thought he was dreaming, until Zuo Jia cried and laughed and called him "Rong Ting, you are awake! I'm so scared!", he only reacted, this is not a dream.

Fu Rongting glanced at the surrounding environment and determined that he was still in the hospital abroad, with some surprise openings: "Jia Jia, you have been calling me before, right? I heard it, but I thought I was there dream!"

Zuo Jia cried and hugged him: "It's not a dream, I'm calling you, I'm afraid you won't wake up, so I keep calling you, I want you to open your eyes and see me!"

In the two days of coma, Fu Rongting was not completely unconscious. He could hear someone calling him with a gentle voice, feeling that someone was feeding him and drinking water, and wiped his face.

Only, he always can't wake up.

"Don't cry, don't cry, I'm fine!"

Fu Rongting gently patted Zuo Jia's back and forgot all the unpleasantness he had previously had.

He was on a mission outside, missing Zuo Jia every day. He even regretted that when he left, he just hugged Zuo Jia, but did not kiss her.

When he was stunned by the bomb, his desire to survive was extremely strong. He couldn't die like this, and he couldn't bear to leave Zuo Jia.

Zuo Jia held Fu Rongting and looked at him alive, able to talk to her, and she kissed him excitedly and wildly: "Rong Ting, Rong Ting..."

Fu Rongting just woke up and had no energy. It was difficult to remember his body. He could only kiss Zuo Jia on his own initiative. He couldn't **** the initiative.

Wait until he is okay, when he is okay, he will kiss her once.

Fu Rongting was young and had a good health. After waking up, Zuo Jia took good care of him again, so he recovered quickly.

Three days later, he was already able to move freely with normal people.

He wanted to be discharged from the hospital, but Zuo Jia disagreed: "The wound on your head is very deep. Stay for another two days, and leave after a little better."

The daughter-in-law did not let her go. Fu Rongting was quite obedient and did not rush away anymore. She was raised in the hospital every day. She walked outside with Zuo Jia during the day and hugged Zuo Jia in the ward at night, listening to her reading poems and stories. .

Her tone is soft and beautiful, listening to her reading poetry is a kind of enjoyment, and Fu Rongting feels that she has the potential to be an anchor.

After staying for another two days, Fu Rongting was discharged from the hospital, and the helicopter sent the couple back to W City directly.

As soon as Fu Rongting entered the courtyard of the villa, he saw that Zuo Jia's white Jaguar was gone.

"Jiajia, what about your car?"

Zuo Jia squeezed his hand and said softly, "I sold it."

Fu Rongting stunned, then smiled: "Okay, wait for me to send you a new one!"