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   Halfway through the rush, it feels like something is wrong.

  Fu Anan let go of her hand covering her nose and sniffed the air.

   Yes, it's the taste!

  She hasn't smelled the fragrance of Fu Yizhi since she fell off.

  According to the truth, everyone has a scent, and there are only two possibilities if they can't smell it.

   or the same sex.

   or die.

  Papa Fu cannot be of the same sex, and he has kept that posture motionless!

   Fu Anan inexplicably thought of the second possibility, and breathed a sigh of relief.

   "Brother Fu, Brother Fu!"

  Fu Anan ran up to the second floor and rushed to the room where Fu Yizhi was staying. Seeing that he remained motionless in that posture, with tears rolling in his eyes, he couldn't believe his guess.

   "Fu, Brother Fu, what's wrong with you?

  Brother Fu, can you say something?

  Brother Fu, wake up! "

  Fu Anan crouched in front of him, wanting to touch him but didn't dare, for fear that it would be his cold body.

  His current state is that he has just died not long ago, his body is slightly stiff, and he is dying with regret!

  Fu An'an trembled to check his breath, but he was really not breathing.

   "You, don't die!"

  Fu Anan couldn't believe that such a powerful person as Father Fu died quietly.

  She first turned to him out of a utilitarian mentality, to hug her thigh.

  But after getting along for so long, we all lived and died together, he saved himself so many times, and he treated her very well.

  In Fu Anan's heart, Fu Yizhi's status is really only a little lower than that of her grandparents.

   "My Brother Fu! Who did it? Who did it!"

  The more Fu Anan thought about it, the more sad she became, tears fell down her cheeks, and she even cried out like a pig.

   "I'm not dead yet, what's your pig's name?"

  A hoarse voice sounded, Fu Yizhi's pupils moved suddenly, and his scarlet eyes looked at her.

   Fu An'an who was on the verge of being sad: Huh?

   It is undeniable that her behavior pleased him. Fu Yizhi raised his lips slightly, but soon his face sank again,

"go out"

"ah?"

  Fu Anan was taken aback. Her grief has not passed yet, is she going to be ruthlessly expelled by Fu's father?

  Sitting in front of him, Fu Anan felt a little bit worried,

   "You tell me what happened first? Why are you not fragrant?

   And you were really like..." dead.

   "Does this state affect you now? Can you hold on for another twenty minutes?"

  Fu An'an looked at the bulging veins on Fu Yizhi's neck, and the blood vessels protruding from the back of his hands from clenching.

   It was obvious that he was enduring something very painful.

   Fu Anan became anxious and yelled at him, "You are not feeling well, you have to say it!"

   "Fu Anan!"

  His voice became even hoarse, and suddenly he looked at her with scarlet eyes, which were a little coquettish and strange.

   This is especially like in the novel, the appearance of a decent hero practicing kung fu and becoming obsessed.

   "Fu, Brother Fu."

   Seeing him like this, Fu Anan took a small step back inexplicably.

   "Don't you want to know how I am?"

"Um."

"come over."

  Fu Anan looked at Fu Yizhi's hand stretched out towards her, and stretched out his paw tremblingly.

  Suddenly Fu Yi pulled, and Fu Anan rushed forward.

   "Brother Fu, you..."

   Before Fu Anan finished speaking, the words got stuck in his throat.

   My God!

  Where is Father Fu's hand going? !

  Where does he stick his mouth? !

  Fu Anan pushed him away in a panic, and jumped back twice.

   "Brother Fu, what are you doing, I am Fu An'an!"

  Fu Yizhi's scarlet eyes stared at her closely, and his thin lips drew out a **** and seductive arc that would not appear on weekdays.

   "I'll give you thirty seconds. If you don't look back, I'll let you go."

   I'm going to bed too.

   I owe you the last one, pay it back tomorrow.

   Good night~