Chapter 284 Fu Ye is About to Blow: This Old Man Can't

eling of suffocation washed over Mu Xing, making her open her mouth in discomfort. She felt the freedom of breathing again, and only then did she emerge from her self-imposed isolation. The moment her...When she arrived at the hospital, Mu Xing's internal turmoil began anew. It was as if thousands of ants were crawling and gnawing in her bones, every drop of blood was boiling hot, roaring with its insatiable desire.

Mu Xing was almost unable to hold back. After He Chao administered the medicine, she locked herself in the ward, ran into the bathroom, turned on the water, and sat under the shower, using cold water to cool down.

Shen Yue had already found Lan Xuan's address and wanted to go find her to settle the score, but with Little Star in his current condition, he couldn't bear to leave. He could only suppress his anger and stay outside the ward.

- H Country, at midnight.

The cooperation negotiation is over.

The leader of the cooperating company respectfully said, "Mr. Fu, Miss Li, the rooms are ready. I'll have my assistant take you both to rest."

"No need, thank you."

Fu Lingxiao declined the kindness, thinking of that little thing probably still awake, eagerly waiting for him to go home, he felt a surge of longing.

He arranged for Zhao Jin to stay behind to handle the contract, and strode out of the meeting room, reaching for his phone to check if Mu Xing had contacted him. Surprisingly, there was nothing.

The little thing doesn't seem to miss him at all.

Fu Lingxiao helplessly twitched his lips, quickening his pace towards the tarmac.

Back in the Imperial Capital, it was already 2 am. Fu Lingxiao pushed open the door lightly and walked in, the master bedroom pitch black.

He went to the bed by feeling, lying down softly, reaching out to touch where Mu Xing slept.

However, he was about to touch the edge of the bed, but he hadn't touched that soft little person yet.

What about the little thing

Fu Ling's brow furrowed, and he immediately turned on the bedside lamp. The soft quilt was neatly spread on the bed, with no sign of having been slept in at all.

He got up and went to Mu Xing's room to look for her, but she was still nowhere to be found.

Thinking about it, the little girl called him in the evening saying she was going to eat hot pot with her classmates. Could she still be playing outside He really wanted to spank her.

Fu Lingxiao took out his phone and called Shen Lue.

In the doorway of the hospital ward, Shen Lue looked at the name displayed on his phone screen, as if he saw the words "Get lost," his brows furrowed into a knot.

Taking a deep breath, he gritted his teeth and answered, "Mr. Fu..."

"Where"

Two low words came over, Shen Yue only felt his soul trembling, stammering: "He... He Chao's hospital."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the phone was abruptly hung up.

Shen Yue wiped away a tear of bitterness, let the storm rage on!

Half an hour later, a man in a black suit strode towards the ward. His stern face was as dark as night, and his whole body exuded a strong aura of menace.

Shen Yue sensed, even from afar, that frigid aura spreading across the sky like a vast blanket!

He swallowed nervously, "Master Fu, you're back."

Fu Lingxiao had called He Chao on his way here, and as soon as he reached the ward, he eagerly pushed open the door and went in, not even sparing Shen Lue a glance.

Shen Lue :”…”

You just get used to it.

The ward was lit, but empty save for the constant sound of water flowing from the bathroom.

Fu Lingxiao followed the sound to the bathroom door and saw, in the shower room, a girl huddled on the floor with her knees hugged to her chest, her face buried deep in her arms.

Cold water continuously poured down, washing over her thin, trembling body.

"Baby."

Fu Lingxiao went in and turned off the water.

The girl suddenly raised her head, "Uncle"

Her curled eyelashes were dotted with glistening dewdrops, trembling precariously. Her reddened eyes were brimming with tears, much like a young fawn innocent to the world.

Teardrops, each one a glistening bead, traced paths down cheeks flushed crimson. Some meandered to the delicate pink of her neck, others converged at the collarbone, forming tiny shallow pools, while still others dripped from her jawline to her chest, vanishing into the valleys there...

A breathtaking scene, so mesmerizing it assaulted Fu Lingxiao's vision, almost stealing his very soul.

He remained frozen in place, the girl already having scrambled to her feet and suddenly throwing herself into his arms, "Uncle Xiao, I'm so hurt..."

The scorching body pressed against him, the thin fabric of her shirt barely able to contain the burning temperature and soft touch. Fu Lingxiao's Adam's apple bobbed as he lifted the petite, drenched figure in his arms.

Before she could even utter the words "I know," her soft lips were already pressed against his.

The moment she saw the man, Mu Xing inexplicably relaxed. The restlessness within her seemed to acutely sense her weakness, forcefully occupying all of her thoughts.

She clamped her legs around the man's narrow waist, gripping his neck and kissing him with abandon.

with a surging and urgent manner, as if it couldn't care less and just wanted to swallow him whole.

Such fervor, Fu Lingxiao had only experienced once, when she was drunk.

The little girl was very thin, with a frail spine. Where there should have been flesh, there was nothing but bone, yet she pressed against his chest constantly, rubbing against him relentlessly. Even though he had extraordinary patience, he could barely hold back the surging emotion threatening to overwhelm him.

He pushed her away frantically, his deep voice raspy with barely contained desire. "Baby, if you keep this up, I can't promise I won't lose control."

Mu Xing slightly raised her head, her tender pink tongue licking the drop of water on the man's jaw, "Then don't hold back anymore."

The soft voice trembled like a rabbit, alluringly so.

Fu Lingxiao's throat was dry, his lower abdomen burning with a growing fire. He was both angry and frustrated.

He endured and restrained himself, waiting for her to grow up. As a result, this heartless little thing dared to tease him like this. Did she really think he wouldn't get rid of her

He carried her out of the bathroom, placing her gently on the bed. He held down her thrashing hands with one hand, and with the other, he cupped her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. "Baby, look at me clearly," he said.

Mu Xing's agitation within had reached its peak, her heart began to ache with piercing pain again, the two pains intertwined and tortured her, she whimpered and was about to cry out: "Little uncle... it hurts, help me..."

Fu Lingxiao's eyes were deep, starlight dancing in their depths: "What is my name!"

"Fu Lingxiao, Fu Lingxiao, hurry up..."

The girl had blurry eyes, her face flushed, and her long wet hair spread across the white bed. Her damp clothes clung to her body, outlining her incredibly graceful curves.

A pair of cherry-red, moist lips moved, their soft, milky voice like a kitten's, laced with seduction and a pitiful whine, calling his name over and over, urging him to hurry.

Her boneless little hand was still scratching in the palm of my hand.

Visual, tactile, auditory, a triple sensory impact that was incredibly intense. Fu Lingxiao only felt like his whole body was about to explode!

"Little thing! I can't take it anymore!"

What age is still young! What keeping warm! What unconsciousness!

He doesn't want to care anymore!

He only wanted her! Desperately.

The metal buckle on the belt clicked open with a sound, and the tall figure sank down...him, so it's only right.Let me tell you, Fu Lingxiao's life might not be extravagant, but it's not something anyone can just take!The man, watching the clock closely, immediately reminded everyone whe...