Chapter 258

Yu Manxi's face was burning red, and she felt that this was a bit abrupt. Just when she was hesitating, little kitten didn't know when to get out of the crack in the door and arched at Fu Sinian's feet.

Kitten month small, not locked in a cage, but made a small nest, spread a blanket under.

Fu Sinian reached out and fished it in his arms. The color of the cat's fur was yellow and white. It was a small one, which was very painful.

"How did you get out?" Yu Manxi frowned. The cat didn't know what was going on. Fu Sinian was very sticky. She reached out to take the cat and said, "give it to me."

"I'll hold it."

The implication was that he was willing to come in. Yu Manxi turned aside and went in with the cat in his arms.

I came here before because the water pipe of her house was cracked, and I didn't clean it up at home. Now I'm putting it in order, which makes me feel bright in front of my eyes.

Quite different from him, Fu Sinian often works overtime and stays up late. In addition to bed and computer, everything else in her home is furnishings, but she is full of smoke and fire here.

In front of the windows are green plants, colorful blankets with geometric patterns on the living room floor, and unique handicrafts... The whole room is full of warm colors.

"What would you like to drink?" Yu Manxi has entered the kitchen with a take away bag.

"No Fu Sinian fondles the kitten. Yu Guang catches a glimpse of the dense refrigerator stickers on her fridge, which are all the indicative designs of various countries. It seems that she likes to collect such small items very much.

Yu Manxi still poured him a cup of warm water, and took the little kitten's bowl and gave it goat's milk.

"Milk every year." She greets the kitten.

Rao is as calm as Fu Sinian.

Milk every year?

As soon as she heard that she had something to eat, she struggled on Fu Sinian's legs, but she didn't dare to jump. She screamed anxiously.

Fu Sinian put it on the ground, it immediately ran to the cat bowl to lick up.

Yu Manxi then goes to the kitchen to wash rice and cook porridge. The fever is still high, and there is a continuous cough in the kitchen.

Fu Sinian's brows tightened as he scanned the room. There was a photo wall on one side of the living room, on which were all kinds of photos of her traveling. When she went to many countries, she was alone.

Looking at many photos, even if they are taken together, it seems that they are passers-by who meet by chance. It's hard to avoid feeling lonely and desolate.

"The water pipe cracked before. I asked you to take it in for one night. I haven't appreciated it yet. If you haven't eaten it, you can stay for dinner." Yu Manxi couldn't see through him, and his words were full of deliberation.

"Can you cook when you are sick?" Fu Shen raised his eyebrows.

"It's better. It's OK." She had been sleeping all day after taking the medicine, and she had already recovered.

She coughed twice, pulled out a disposable mask from the house and got into the kitchen

In half an hour, Yu Manxi brought out two dishes. The porridge was cooked in a pressure cooker, and it could be put into a bowl. The dishes looked good. She didn't look like someone who could cook.

"I don't know what you like to eat, so I just made some." Yu Manxi is still a little nervous, for fear that the food is not to his taste.

It's not always said that catching a man's heart is catching his stomach?

Two people sat at the table, Fu Sinian picked up chopsticks to taste first, taste surprisingly good.

"How's it going?"

"Well." Fu Sinian nodded and didn't make much comment. According to her temperament, if she praised her, she would have to work harder, "are you good at cooking?"

"If you're out there alone, you have to learn everything." Yu Manxi said it casually.

"Going abroad early?"

"Not bad." She lowered her head and drank porridge.

Fu Sinian pinches her chopsticks tightly. He looks at the photo on her wall. One of them was taken in a country during the new year's Eve. The background says 2011. Looking at this, he knows that she has been abroad for at least eight years.

How old was she eight years ago? She left home alone?

"Alone?"

"I must live in dormitory when I go to school. I will live alone after graduation. You wait and I will pour you a glass of water." Yu Manxi didn't want to mention these things. She found an excuse and left.

Apart from eating, they didn't talk until Fu Sinian finished eating.

"When you are sick, you should inform your relatives and friends to take care of you, for example..." Fu Sinian's voice pauses, "the person who helped you move that day."

Yu man Xi Zheng for a while, "you say rather elder brother?"

Fu Sinian did not deny it.

"I have a little friendship with my family. I heard that I was looking for a house to help him. What's the point of bothering him all the time? Besides, he has a girlfriend, so I have to avoid suspicion." Yu Manxi's two simple sentences make their relationship clean.

Fu Sinian didn't hear that the man had a girlfriend. Maybe he did it in private.

Ning family is a high-ranking family. If you take it home, it's basically settled.

In these days, even his family's three uncles, who boast that they are not close to women, are engaged in underground love. What else can't happen.

After dinner, Fu Sinian sat down on the sofa and swayed the cat. Yu Manxi simply cleared the table, took the medicine and nestled in a corner of the sofa to watch an unfinished American drama.

After taking the medicine, people are drowsy. Yu Manxi has been holding her eyelids until Fu Sinian comes over. She looks like a cat ready to blow up her hair at any time. She looks at him with vigilance.

In front of the people closer and closer, Fu Sinian can clearly feel that she held her breath.

Fu Sinian held out his hand and touched her forehead with his slender and warm fingertips. After drinking the medicine, she was hot all over, and now her face was even more red

At this moment, Yu Manxi seemed to feel his heart beating faster and faster, as if he was going to jump out of his throat. When she got closer, she could see more clearly how deep his eyes were.

Thick enough to drown.

The strange breath of men is close at hand

Yu Manxi seems to be strangled by something, and he is on the verge of death.

"It seems that I don't have a fever. If I'm sleepy, I'll go back to sleep. I should go back, too." Fu Sinian withdrew his hand.

"I'll give it to you." Yu Manxi jumped up from the sofa.

It wasn't until it was delivered to the door that Fu Sinian said

"Call me if you need anything."

Yu Manxi was stunned for a moment. When he recovered, Fu Sinian had already turned around and entered the room.

She lowered her head and laughed. She touched Fu Sinian's forehead and laughed like a fool.

I don't want to wash my face.

When Fu Sinian came back to his house, he was still thinking about the Ning family. His surname was Yu. How do you know the Ning family? Fu Sinian keeps company with computers all the year round. He doesn't pay close attention to Beijing circle and doesn't study deeply

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Qiao family in Yuncheng

Song Fengwan doesn't communicate much with Yan Shaochen, but this person's influence on her is not bad. He declined Qiao Aiyun's and Mrs. Yan's plea that night. Instead of staying at Qiao's house, he stayed in a hotel outside.

He only said that it was not very convenient, and he wanted to leave their family a space to be alone. He didn't disturb them much.

He is a very interesting person.

In the next few days, song Fengwan has returned to school, everyone is busy preparing for the exam, without any distractions.

The students of grade one and grade two of senior high school have been on holiday one after another. Only grade three of senior high school is still in class on such a big campus, so the school is very lonely.

On the 24th of December, Qiao's family offered sacrifices to the kitchen. On that day, she went out of school after studying in the evening.

It was Yan Wangchuan who usually met him, but today it was Yan Shaochen, which surprised her a little.

"What's the matter with Uncle Yan?" Song Fengwan sits in the back seat and looks at the people in front of him.

"No, I'm just going to pick you up." Yan Shaochen has a good sense of propriety.

Song Fengwan is not a child of three or four years old. He is in his twenties, so he must avoid suspicion.

On the way home, song Fengwan takes out his mobile phone, turns off the flight mode, and sends Fu Shen two short messages, telling him that he has come home from school.

Yan Shaochen looks at the person behind him in the rearview mirror. He is also a student. She is so secretive

I'm afraid it's not puppy love?

When they got home, Mrs. Yan, who had been sleeping for a long time, was still sitting in the living room.

"Shaochen, please." Qiao Aiyun smiles and thanks Yan Shaochen.

"You're welcome."

"There are dumplings in the pot. Would you like some?" Qiao Aiyun is invited.

"No Yan Shaochen said with a smile.

Song Feng has to study late into the night when she comes home late. It seems that eating supper has become a habit. She sits at the table eating dumplings when she suddenly hears the old lady humming

"What's the face of the sun family and what's the virtue of their daughter? Are you going to our Yan family? "

Sun family, sun Rui?

To the Yan family?

Everyone knows that Yan Wangchuan is pursuing Qiao Aiyun, and he has no son, which is naturally given to Yan Shaochen, who is closest to his family.

Yan Shaochen and sun Rui?

Song Fengwan was choked by dumplings.