Chapter 854
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Opening the door, Fu She carried Shen Wanqing in. When they reached the entrance, Shen Wanqing patted Fu She's shoulder.
The girl tilted her head and leaned over. "Teacher Fu, can you put me down?"
It wouldn't be convenient to change shoes on his back …
As if sensing the girl's worry, Fu She pursed his lips and said slowly with a calm and gentle expression, "No need."
The girl was very light, and he could support her with one hand on his back.
Fu She took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them on. Then, he carried Shen Wanqing all the way to the living room.
The interior decoration was as Shen Wanqing had expected. It was the usual cool gray style. It was simple and clean, but it had everything that should be there.
The sofa was also cool gray. Fu She bent over and put the girl on the soft sofa.
Shen Wanqing had just sat on the sofa and hadn't started to move when the slender and cold young man in front of her suddenly bent his knees.
Looking at the young man's movements, Shen Wanqing suddenly paused. There was a trace of doubt in her clear and bright eyes.
The next second, the young man's slender and cold fingers gently wrapped around her ankle.
Shen Wanqing raised her eyebrows and pushed Fu She's shoulder with a little surprise. "… Teacher Fu?"
"Yes?"
The other party responded casually, but his hands didn't stop moving.
The slightly cold fingertips gently held her ankle and the light yellow shoes on her feet were slowly taken off.
His movements were very gentle, and even his eyes fell on her body.
Shen Wanqing was dazzled by that moment of gentleness. Then, she suddenly came back to her senses and was a little embarrassed.
Because the socks she wore today were a little childish.
— — They were the yellow duckling's.
The other party seemed to be amused by the socks she wore. His clear and gentle eyes were lingering with a smile.
Fu She took the girl's shoes, slowly got up, and patted her head. "Sit down obediently."
After the young man turned around and left, Shen Wanqing covered her little face in embarrassment.
After the match, her cold and aloof image was completely destroyed.
Shen Wanqing hugged the pillow next to her and buried her face in it. Just as she was about to sit cross-legged, she forgot that she had sprained her left ankle.
The moment he moved, he felt a sharp pain.
"Why is it moving?"
Her ankle was gently held by the young man.
Fu She had unknowingly walked over with an extremely clean, square medical kit.
He sat beside Shen Wanqing and put the medical kit on the side of the coffee table.
Fu She held Shen Wanqing's left ankle and gently placed it on his thigh. When he saw the bruises on her ankle, Fu She frowned.
The young man's fingertips were cold, and when they touched the skin on his ankle, it was cool and comfortable.
Suddenly, the other party gently touched the ankle bone. Shen Wanqing suddenly gasped and subconsciously wanted to withdraw her left foot.
Fu She caught her ankle in time. He gently lowered his eyes, looked at the girl's ankle that was almost swollen like a small bun, and sighed.
He pursed his lips and said calmly, "The bone is not hurt, but the swelling is a little serious. At that time, I should have … "
Fu She's words came to an abrupt end. He suddenly frowned, pursed his lips, and didn't say anything.
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