Chapter 483 (1/2)

”I didn't say I was homeless.” He gave a leisurely smile, no matter Ye sang could not hear it. He opened his mouth and said, ”you are the one who always said that you will fall into the streets.”

”I didn't say that.”

“……” The little girl managed not to speak.

She shrank in the bed, closed her eyes, small head hidden in, shallow breathing, sleeping quietly, very good.

Fu Han was relieved at last.

He poured himself a glass of water and pressed his temple. He didn't want to experience the taste of taking a baby once in his life.

However, he was not long relieved, and then realized that something was wrong.

When the man touched the warm temperature of the water cup with his fingertips, he suddenly remembered the hot touch when he accidentally touched her face.

What does normal person's temperature say so high?

Fu Han didn't know.

He was born not to be sick, and he did not know what was going on, but it did not mean that Fu Han did not know what was going on.

The man quickly stepped into the bedroom and went in. The air conditioner was still on, and the indoor temperature was warm. He pulled the quilt and the little girl's head came out.

The other side's cerebellar bag melon seeds are facing him, sleeping dead.

Fu Han saw this scene, the bottom of his heart is angry and laughing.

He held out his hand against yesang's forehead and tried the temperature.

Abnormal high temperature.

Men in a conclusion, eyebrows slightly frown up, seems to be do not understand.

Fu Han can't fail to understand that ye Sang's symptoms are different from those of ordinary people.

It's just.

It's because I understand him that he feels strange.

”Ye mulberry.” The man reached out his hand and pushed her gently. The little guy was so hot that he curled up into a ball. He held it in his arms like a small fireball. The temperature of Fu Han's fingertips was cooler. Ye sang sobbed and subconsciously tried to rub his palm.

”Baba...”

”Woo...”

Sad began to call dad.

Ye Sang was sick more than once when she was a child. She met once when she was filming variety shows. At that time, her father held her in her arms.

This time, however, is more painful than the last.

Sad Ye sang wants to cry and can't cry, small milk sound humming to see outsiders have some heartache.

Fu Han did not coax the child, he gently patted her back, the voice eased a lot, ”good.”

Ye sang seems to be sticking to him. His small body is like an octopus. His small head is burning faintly. He is not only uncomfortable, but also painful.

She whoops, the fine cry lets Fu Han lip angle close dead, originally wants to push her movement how also can't lift the hand.

Ye Sang was so sad and uncomfortable that she was about to die. She whined and wanted to bite her finger. Her sharp little tiger tooth broke as soon as she bit it.

But there is no relief.

Fu Han's heart slightly pulls out. He subconsciously breaks off Ye Sang's sharp teeth and resists her from biting him.

Ye Sang's tears came out, and she refused to bite him. Don't roll too hard.

Last time she was confused, she had bitten Gu Sheng's father once.

This time, she refused to bite Fu Han.

Men see ye sang crying appearance, don't look too small body curled up into a group, very upset at this moment.

He can help her, but it all depends on Fu Han's own will.

To be honest.

In the past, he may look on coldly, even turn around and leave without caring.

But now, ask yourself, can you still stand on the sidelines?

Fu Han is not clear, and it is precisely because he is not clear that his thoughts are unprecedented chaos.