My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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Zuo Jia's movements were soft and close to Fu Rongting, so that Fu Rongting could smell the faint fragrance of her body.

Fu Rongting's life at home is very delicate, but when he arrives in the army or performs tasks abroad, he is actually able to handle it. Since he was an adult, no one has taken care of him for a long time.

Zuo Jia has the potential of a good wife and mother.

After wiping her hair, Zuo Jia dragged Fu Rongting to the bed. She was actually embarrassed to sleep with Fu Rongting, but she couldn't bear to let him sleep directly on the cold ground.

To prevent Zuo Jia from falling off the bed, Fu Rongting slept on the outside, and Zuo Jia slept on the inside of the tent.

The bed is not big, so no matter how Zuo Jia shrinks inwards, her back can still touch Fu Rongting's back.

At such a short distance, Zuo Jia couldn't sleep anyway.

She wanted to turn over, but turning over meant that she would meet Fu Rongting again. When she was lying sideways, and when her body was almost stiff, Fu Rongting turned directly and caught her in her arms.

Surprised, Zuo Jia reached out and pushed him: "Fu Rongting!"

"Ok."

Fu Rongting's voice was faint, and he could not hear any emotions, but Zuo Jia thought he was very hot, like a small stove.

"Don't be soft-hearted next time. Sleeping with a man in a bed is very dangerous. Be cruel and let him sleep on the ground."

He hugged Zuo Jia, moved his arm to make her lie down comfortably, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, I won't do anything, just want you to sleep well."

Zuo Jia's heart beats like a drum. When he is hugged in this way, she can't sleep anymore.

She kindly let him go to bed to sleep, but he was told.

Zuo Jia bit his lip and thought to himself, let him sleep on the ground next time!

Over the night, Fu Rongting did not do anything, the gentleman was full of grace, and Zuo Jia did not know when he fell asleep in his arms.

His arms are very warm. In the deep winter season, the weather is cold, but Zuo Jia feels warm all over.

After getting up, Zuo Jia felt a little embarrassed and dared not look at Fu Rongting's eyes.

But she soon discovered that Fu Rongting's expression was indifferent, and it seemed that she just slept holding a piece of wood last night.

Zuo Jia was a bit self-deceiving and comforting herself, so she should be hugged by a piece of wood.

After eating a fairly simple breakfast, Fu Rongting drove Zuo Jia to the airport.

The difference seems to be completely unrelenting, only relaxed.

When Zuo Jia dragged the suitcase and boarded the plane, he secretly made up his mind that he would never come again in the future, and don't see Fu Rongting again.

Thanks to Fu Rongting as a gentleman, otherwise I didn't know what would happen last night!

Zuo Jia returned home in the midst of snowflakes. She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the villa, looked at the white piece outside the window, and suddenly remembered Fu Rongting.

W city has a warm winter weather and rarely snows. K city is a bit colder than W city. I wonder if it is snowing now?

Will he still take a shower and go to bed without wiping his hair?

Perhaps, in order to perform the task, he couldn't even sleep?

The fugitives should not flee around in the daytime. They usually take advantage of the dark night wind and escape when their sight is not good.

Zuo Jia thought for a while, then suddenly smiled.

It seems that it's not bad to know another friend, at least her mind will not be full of Lou Ling.

Zuo Jia returned to work in the government. With Zuo Yan, the mayor's father, her daily work is quite smooth, and no one will be bothered by her.

What just embarrassed her was that there were many suitors.

After working for less than a week, bad news came from home.

Zuo Jia’s foreign minister Guohua suffered a sudden cerebral hemorrhage and the hospital issued a death notice to let his family prepare for the aftermath.

Xi Ying passed out several times, and when Zuo Jia arrived, there were already many people in the ward guarding Xi Guohua.

Xi Ying's eyes were red and swollen. She held her father's hand in one hand and wiped tears with one hand: "Dad, Jiajia came to see you, don't you like her the most? Her name was taken by you. Open your eyes and see Look at her!"

Zuo Jia can hardly believe that the dying and thin old man lying in bed is his grandfather!

Half a month ago, she had seen him, she was tough, she would work at her desk with glasses, and she was very energetic!

At that time he was still trying to match her with Fu Rongting, and he loved to make fun of them.

His hearty laughter was even so clear!

Zuo Jia stepped forward and took Xi Guohua's other hand, tears falling down: "Grandpa, I'm Jiajia, grandpa, you wake up, don't scare me, okay?"

Perhaps this is Xi Guohua's most dearest and most at ease granddaughter. Hearing Zuo Jia's voice, he hasn't opened his eyes for three days, and he slowly opened his eyes.

He recognized it for a while, and then he saw that the girl in front of him was the little girl he loved from small to big.

He wanted to raise his hand to touch the head of his granddaughter, but he tried several times but failed to raise his hand.

"Jia Jia, don't cry..."

His voice was inaudible, but Zuo Jia heard it.

This is the most common words he used to coax her on weekdays.

Grandpa always treats her as a child who has not grown up. When he eats, he will say "Jia Jia Ya", and when he drinks water, he will also say "Jia Jia Ya". Said "My Jiajia is the best".

Zuo Jia couldn't bear it anymore and cried in tears: "Grandpa, you are getting better soon, I don't want you to lie down like this, I don't like it!"

She was obedient since childhood and was not afraid of injections. She rarely cried. Xi Guohua had never seen her granddaughter cry like this.

In a hurry, he finally raised his hand.

He did not listen to his fingers and wiped tears for Zuo Jia: "No cry, no cry, Grandpa is all right..."

He spoke very hard, and he didn't have much energy to finish this sentence. After a while, he fell into a deep coma.

Zuo Jia and Xi Ying lay beside the bed, crying and passed out.

Zuo Yanhe and several officers who came to visit Xi Guohua watched from the side, and their eyes were slightly reddened.

After a while, Fu Rongting's grandfather Fu Sheng and his father Fu Min all came to visit Xi Guohua.

Fu Rongting did not come. The special tasks he had performed had not been completed and he could not leave without permission.

Fu Sheng stepped forward and shouted Xi Guohua a few words, he did not respond.

"Xiaoying, Jiajia, stop crying."

Fu Sheng patted Xi Ying's shoulder and touched Zuo Jia's head with a heavy voice: "Lao Xi's condition is not good, first sent to the intensive care unit, I will definitely ask him the best doctor!"

Xi Guohua actually had an operation, but the effect was minimal.

Fu Sheng consulted with the team of doctors in the army hospital, and after consulting Xi Ying, he decided to operate on him again.

On the day after the operation, Xi Guohua woke up again.

This time, his mind was sober, so he immediately began to confess his own affairs.

His daughter-in-law, granddaughter, and his comrade-in-arms are all around, Xi Guohua is very pleased.