Chapter 512 Hold him for warmth

Fu Tianlin witnessed the brokenness and embarrassment of this family with his own eyes. He helped Lin Yun up and said, "Mom, let's get a divorce."

Lin Yun felt hot tears blurring her eyes. Divorce?

Su Ci was right, she had gone too far on this road, and she didn't even know where to turn back.

Lin Yun cried out in pain.

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Xiyuan.

When Su Ci went back, she happened to meet Secretary Song who was looking for her. Secretary Song's eyes lit up, "Miss Su, you are back. I thought you really left the CEO."

"I went out to deal with some things. How is he?"

"Ms. Su, the president is in a very bad condition. He has a high fever. I measured it just now and it was 40 degrees."

Su Ci opened the door to the room. There was a dim light in the room. Fu Nancheng was lying on the bed, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, his hands and feet were cold, and he looked lifeless.

"Ms. Su, the president is feeling cold all over. I have turned on the air conditioner, turned on the electric blanket, and covered myself with several quilts, but there is no sign of the president getting warmer at all," Secretary Song said worriedly.

"I understand. Secretary Song, please go down. I will take care of you here."

Secretary Song is now obedient to Su Ci, "Yes, Miss Su."

Secretary Song immediately withdrew.

Su Ci stretched out her little hand to touch the man's forehead. Fu Nancheng felt drowsy, and his pale thin lips closed, and he murmured, "It's cold... so cold..."

Su Ci wanted to withdraw her little hand, but the man's big palm suddenly came over, grabbed her little hand and pulled her to the bed.

The girl's body was delicate, soft and fragrant. Fu Nancheng looked for the warmth in her body and wanted to hug her and sleep with her.

Su Ci bit her red lips. He was too cold. She had to keep him warm, otherwise the high fever would cause a series of complications.

But how to keep warm?

Su Ci is a doctor, and of course he knows that the most primitive way of heating for men and women is the fastest and most effective at this time.

Now he was holding her domineeringly. The man's arm, which was suffering from a high fever, was still strong. No matter how hard she pushed, she couldn't push him away. She could only say, "Fu Nancheng, let me go first."

Perhaps hearing her voice, Fu Nancheng opened his eyes.

He looked at her with his dark narrow eyes, a bit of morbid confusion in them, and he couldn't tell whether this was reality or a dream.

"Fu Nancheng, please let me go first. I...I took off my clothes." The girl's voice became softer and softer, showing a bit of shyness.

Fu Nancheng hesitated for a moment, then let go of her.

Su Ci sat up, raised her slender hands and took off her coat, sweater...

Soon, the girl's delicate muscles, as white as snow and as smooth as satin, were exposed to his eyes.

Her pure black hair fell down, resting on her shoulders and hanging down to her graceful girlish curves.

Fu Nancheng's eyes turned red in excitement.

Su Ci turned around, his back was injured, his upper body was naked, but he was still wearing trousers, and his slim waist was tied up with a black belt.

"Can you get up?" she asked.

Fu Nancheng got up and knelt on the bed. Su Ci stretched out her little hand to unbuckle his belt.

She had also untied this belt, but it was still awkward. After fiddling with it for a long time, she finally untied it and took off his clothes.

She lay down again, but the man was still kneeling, looking at her.

Su Ci's stunning little palm-sized face seemed to be stained with intoxicating rouge, and her clear eyes held a pool of spring water in her eyes. She looked at him tenderly and angrily. She was usually such a lustful person, but now she was as stunned as a piece of wood.

"What are you doing? Go to sleep."