Chapter 241 Sure enough, it's his favorite baby

  Fu Ronglan likes this method very much. Although the taste of light salt water in his mouth is not very good, but...

   Mr. Xiao tastes good.

"I will do it myself."

  Xiao Jiuhan grabbed the water glass and drank it down in one gulp, not leaving a drop for Fu Ronglan. He put down the water glass, and lay back on the bed by himself.

   "I want to rest, Master Rong should go back."

  Close your eyes, and haven't heard the sound of leaving footsteps for a long while.

  Xiao Jiuhan half opened his eyes with some doubts, and saw Fu Ronglan staring at the hospital bed under her, as if thinking about something.

   "This bed is a bit narrow." Fu Ronglan said, "However, it is barely enough to hold it tight."

   "Huh?" Xiao Jiuhan didn't understand for a while.

  But soon Fu Ronglan explained to her with actions, and a strong arm passed under her body to hug her.

   "What do you want to do again?"

  Fu Ronglan picked her up, showing a little surprise: "President Xiao is weaker than I thought, and he will eat more meat in the future."

  The corners of his lips are upturned, with a hint of a playful smile, which makes people feel that he has something to say.

  Xiao Jiuhan was quickly put back on the hospital bed, but the position moved a few inches inward.

Fu Ronglan unbuttoned the cufflinks of his shirt sleeves. He casually threw the valuable sapphire cufflinks on the table, took off his leather shoes, turned over and squeezed onto the hospital bed. He raised the quilt and covered himself and Xiao Jiuhan. Without any explanation, he hugged the "delicate" baby Mr. Xiao in his arms.

   "Sleep!"

  Xiao Jiuhan: "..."

   good...warm...

  Xiao Jiuhan moved a little behind him again, covering the hidden place without any trace, preventing Fu Ronglan from discovering anything.

  Fu Ronglan also moved a little after her.

  Today, Mr. Xiao seems to be unexpectedly obedient and obedient. Perhaps because of his illness, the thorns on his body have also faded.

  Fu Ronglan couldn't help but chuckled as he thought about it, feeling the person in his arms move, and he lightly pressed his lips on Xiao Jiuhan's forehead: "Good night!"

  Xiao Jiuhan closed his eyes, frowned and muttered: "Don't push yourself..."

  The lights in the ward were completely turned off.

  In the darkness, all senses become extremely clear.

  The cool fragrance wafts faintly in the bosom, as if there is nothing there.

   Soon, the sound of light and long breathing sounded in his arms.

  Fu Ronglan gently gestured with the hand on Xiao Jiuhan's waist. He was indeed too thin, even thinner than he thought.

  Will a man's waist be so slender and soft?

  Fu Ronglan looked down at the sleeping face in her arms, and the hand under the quilt was constantly testing the edge of making progress without waking her up.

  Mr. Xiao's waist is slimmer than those of those gorgeous women, but it must be very flexible.

Ah!

   Sure enough, it was his favorite baby.

  Fu Ronglan hugged her in satisfaction, and the scene of Mr. Xiao supporting his waist, frowning and staring at him with shame and anger emerged in his mind.

  The heart beat suddenly and unstoppably, but he silently restrained it.

  Fu Ronglan's hands stopped moving.

  The person in the arms is too quiet, sleeping very well, like a well-behaved cat.

   Through the trousers, there is almost no sense of distance between the legs.

Fu Ronglan has observed more than once that Xiao Jiuhan's legs are long and straight, even wrapped under trousers, you can still see that the lines of the legs are very beautiful, and the movements of sweeping and kicking when fighting with him are also very good. Strength, compared to those women's bamboo legs, is much more pleasing to the eye.

  His hands moved away from the waistline, just touching the cool and textured trousers...

  (end of this chapter)