Warm breaths, accompanied by rapid panting, reached her through the thin fabric.
Shen Zhiyi's mind went blank for a second.
Fu Yinzhou was also stunned.
His nose is deeply sunken.
He caught a whiff of a strong gardenia scent, with a gentle finish, which, like a calming agent, easily soothed all his suffocation and discomfort.
He gradually regained his senses.
The color of her lips also changed from bluish-purple to rosy again.
A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Then, it was replaced by a deeper sense of gloom and embarrassment.
He tried to get up from her, but his heavy legs and awkward posture made it difficult for him to move even a little distance before he bumped into the wheelchair next to him and fell back into the softness in front of him.
Fu Yinzhou: ...
At this moment, my desire to die reached its peak.
"Ouch!" Shen Zhiyi cried out in pain.
Tears were welling up in the corners of her eyes.
"Young...Young Master..." She endured the pain and hugged his head, "Don't move, I'll take care of it..."
She helped him up.
However, due to the weight of the person on his back, his movements were extremely difficult and slow.
Fu Yinzhou was being held by her, his head still buried deep in her...
Her scent filled my nostrils.
There is no way to escape.
His ears turned bright red.
Anger and embarrassment mingled within him, making him grit his teeth and begin to hate the woman before him.
They even felt that all of this was her scheming and plotting.
They deliberately embarrassed him and put him in such an awkward situation!
He was about to swear at them.
But with a flick of the lips, they pressed down on that soft surface.
It was as if he was deliberately teasing her.
Fu Yinzhou stood frozen in place.
"Ugh..." Shen Zhiyi shivered from the heat of his breath.
She was naturally perceptive.
Such close contact already made her uncomfortable, not to mention the pain she had just experienced, which amplified her senses.
It was already difficult for her to get up with any effort.
She really can't withstand any more of his torment.
"Young...Young Master, please...don't move..." She struggled to hold his head, propped herself up with her other hand, and reached for the wheelchair next to her, trying to get some support.
In this situation, the words spoken will naturally have a soft, breathy tone.
He was still a little out of breath.
Fu Yinzhou's eyes widened, his dark pupils suddenly shrinking.
This woman...
This woman...
The methods used were far more heinous than any of the previous ones!
How could she make such a sound?!
It's as if he did something to her!
In his anxiety, he suddenly lost his voice.
He even slowed his breathing and didn't dare to touch his lips.
The butler, standing outside the door, was visibly shaken by what he heard!
What's wrong?
A heavy object falls to the ground! A scream! A muffled groan!
There were also some indescribable gasps!
Thinking of all the women who had framed and schemed against Fu Yinzhou in the past, he gritted his teeth, waved his hand to the bodyguard, and said, "Charge in!"
Alright!
The door was flung open!
Shen Zhiyi froze on the spot as soon as she grabbed the wheelchair.
Fu Yinzhou's face was dark and gloomy.
Without even turning around, one can imagine what kind of scene they would see.
Their current posture...
It looks like...
He closed his eyes in despair.
The butler's eyes were glazed over, then his expression cracked.
"Shen Zhiyi!"
"I told you to feed the young master some snacks, what did you feed him?!"
Shen Zhiyi: ...
"That's not the case..."
The butler ignored her explanations and rushed over, wailing, "Young Master! My young master is innocent!"
Two bodyguards rushed over after them.
One person helped the wheelchair up.
Together with the butler, they lifted Fu Yinzhou and placed him steadily in his wheelchair.
"Young Master, how are you?" the butler asked anxiously.
There was a woman who touched the young master's hand, and he scrubbed it vigorously countless times until his skin turned red!
I managed to suppress that disgust.
But in private, she still gagged several times.
Shen Zhiyi was so intimate with him just now, I wonder if the young master will be overwhelmed by the stress and faint.
Fu Yinzhou's temple twitched.
"I'm fine."
His face was so dark it could drip ink.
His sinister gaze fell upon Shen Zhiyi once more, carrying a complex and unfathomable darkness.
In fact, he was not only fine.
The woman's scent also relieved his suffocation symptoms.
The scent of gardenias is somewhat similar to the one on Zhizhi.
But he never got that close to her.
Therefore, I'm not entirely sure.
What exactly happened?
Why does her scent have a calming and relieving effect on her symptoms?
Or was it just a coincidence?
He slowly tightened his finger bones.
fine?
The housekeeper was dazed.
He turned his head and looked at Shen Zhiyi.
Seeing her still sitting on the ground in a daze, looking completely clueless, he gasped.
This person with connections is quite something.
"What did you just say her name was?" Fu Yinzhou narrowed his eyes.
“Shen Zhiyi”.
"My name is Shen Zhiyi."
Shen Zhiyi finally came to her senses, got up from the ground, straightened her skirt, put her hands together in front of her, and obediently replied.
"Heh." Fu Yinzhou sneered, letting out a short, sharp sound.
His eyes were icy cold.
Even their names have to be related to Zhizhi.
The Fu family really went to great lengths.
If he hadn't personally confirmed Zhizhi's death, he would have really thought that the person in front of him was her.
His face was grim.
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