Dark sugar is hard to prevent

Chapter 42 Mrs. Fu

Fu Shiyu's deep eyes were bent, as if smiling at Tang Xien, but no matter how Tang Xien looked at it, he thought it was a superficial smile.

"Irrelevant?" Fu Shiyu looked down at her right leg wrapped in plaster, and the smile on her lips deepened, "Didn't you ask Lu Hang to convey it to me, I need to be responsible for your leg, except me, you Don't accept anyone's care?"

Tang Xi'en still had the idea of ​​persuading Fu Shiyu to let Le Man come over, but now seeing his reluctance, he didn't bother to fight for anything, so he compromised: "Okay, before Aunt Wang comes back, I will Work harder and earn your living.”

She wholeheartedly wanted to get the design drawing from Fu Shiyu, so it was not suitable to tear herself apart with him right now. No matter how inhumane his request was, she had to accept it. Compared with the design drawing, these were nothing.

Thinking of this, Tang Xi'en gave Fu Shiyu a sweet smile, and took the initiative to get up to clean up the dishes. As soon as his hand touched the soup bowl opposite, he bumped into Fu Shiyu who also wanted to clean up the dishes.

Fu Shiyu's hands are long and slender, with well-defined joints, white and clean like a surgeon's hand, when it touches her skin, it feels warm and hot, like a ball of flames burning, surrounding her five fingers live.

Tang Xien's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly retracted his hand, subconsciously hanging to his side, twirling his thumb and index finger uncomfortably.The piece of skin touched by his hand seemed to have grown a heart, beating non-stop.

"You cook, I wash the dishes." Tang Xien regained consciousness, stacked himself and Fu Shiyu's tableware, and brought them into the kitchen.

Fu Shiyu didn't refuse any more, and responded with a faint "yes", got up and went to the living room.

Tang Xi'en put all the tableware into the dishwasher, and then took a few kitchen wipes to wipe the table.In fact, there was nothing dirty on the dining table, and when Fu Shiyu was eating, he didn't even say a word of extraneous words, let alone dropping debris on the table.

What a well-educated man.

When Tang Xien came out of the kitchen, Fu Shiyu was watching the seven o'clock news in the living room.The two of them haven't gotten to know each other well enough to watch the news and chat about current affairs, so Tang Xi'en put on crutches silently and planned to go back to his room.

When passing by Fu Shiyu, he suddenly asked, "Are you going to wash your hair and take a bath tonight?"

Tang Xi'en was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously replied: "Wash, how can you sleep without taking a bath?"

Fu Shiyu stood up, "I'll go in and get my coat, you prepare it, it's the same place as last night."

"it is good."

When he came out again, the light yellow shirt on Fu Shiyu's body was gone, and a black cashmere V-neck sweater was worn over the white T-shirt, which made him look young and bright.

After changing his shoes, he stood calmly at the entrance waiting for Tang Xi'en, with his hands in his pockets, looking relaxed and calm.

Tang Xi'en suddenly wanted to rate him.

If the appearance, temperament, and style of speaking are combined, Tang Xien can give Fu Shiyu a score of [-] out of [-].

A nine-point man is the best, let alone a nine-five-point man.The [-] points that Fu Shiyu was deducted were only because he sometimes spoke too directly, which made people lose face.

But in any case, after rounding, it is approximately equal to ten.

When I went to the hair care salon downstairs, it was still the girl who greeted guests yesterday. The other party greeted me and asked enthusiastically, "Mr. Fu, Mrs. Fu, should I wash my hair or have my hair styled today?"

(End of this chapter)