Deep love only for you

Fu Yuchen didn't fully recover when he came out of Han Xiyan's bedroom. He has been abstinent for a long time. After all, he is still young and vigorous. Today, he was hooked by her. He just felt that the evil fire in his heart could not be controlled.

He went to the bathroom depressed. He just felt that he was getting closer and closer to the saint. If he had been teased so much in the past, he would have solved his physiological needs.

However, she is the daughter of a family friend. She came to school all the way. He just wanted to protect her and didn't want her to be hurt. This possible source of harm also includes himself.

After taking a shower, Fu Yuchen wiped his hair. Seeing that it was still early, he sent a message to his family that he would not go back tonight.

Unexpectedly, my father also joked: "if you go to see the information, remember not to see human life. Of course, if you plan to marry someone, it's another matter."

He read wechat and took several deep breaths. He almost didn't tell his father that the object of the so-called "reading materials" was his father's first love daughter.

Although, later, Fu Xige and Han Xiyan's mother finally had each other's lovers, their families were harmonious, and they became friends, he also knew that if he bullied Han Xiyan, he could not get on well with both parents.

After all, the two families are not just such a relationship. His mother is not only her father's schoolsister, but also a friend who has known for many years.

Really, it's not good to stay away from her, not to take care of her; I'm not responsible for eating, let alone.

Of course, the most important thing is that he really doesn't mean that to her and doesn't want to fall in love at all. Although she can stir up his physiological reaction, it is only a man's instinct after all.

He's not disabled. His kidney function is good. It's abnormal if he doesn't respond, okay?

One night, Fu Yuchen slept quite well and woke up early the next morning.

He saw it last night. It seems that there are only noodles at home. He can cook noodles well. He heard something moving in her bedroom and should wake up, so he went to the kitchen to have noodles.

Saozi had some at home. He beat two eggs and put some sauce beef in. After a while, he cooked the noodles.

Maybe the night is easy to get out of control. When Han Xiyan got up in the morning, he realized what he had done last night.

So she lingered in the room and was a little embarrassed to come out.

Until there was a knock outside the door, Fu Yuchen's pleasant voice sounded: "little niece, get up for dinner."

She answered and looked in the mirror.

As soon as I came out, I smelled the smell of noodles.

She couldn't help forgetting the others and said to him, "brother Yuchen, you are so capable!"

"That's all I can do," he said when he saw that she was about to eat when she opened her seat. "Don't brush your teeth?"

"Oh, forget!" she hurried up and hopped to the bathroom.

He shook his head and found that when he was with her, he really wanted to become a nanny, and his psychological age was rising.

Han Xiyan quickly washes her face and brushes her teeth, and then sits down obediently when she comes back.

Fu Yuchen watched her face while eating noodles.

Fortunately, young people recover quickly. At the moment, although there are still some red marks, they are much shallower. It is estimated that they can completely disappear after another sleep.

His eyes fell on her shoulder and found that the blister was much better. However, it seemed that it would scab and take a few days to fall off.

"Is your hand ready?" Fu Yuchen asked again.

Han Xiyan raised her left hand: "much better!"

She said, pulled a piece of noodles in her mouth and brightened her eyes: "brother Yuchen, the noodles you cooked are really delicious!"

In the restaurant, the light was very bright. He saw that in her clear eyes, except for the light, there were all his shadows, and he was the only one full.

He was in a trance.

She buried herself in eating the noodles he cooked. She looked very happy, as if she could be easily satisfied.

He recovered, bowed his head and continued to eat his bowl.

He was faster and ate it quickly. He got up and made her a cup of honey grapefruit tea and put it in front of her.

She raised her eyes, smiled sweetly at him, and then continued to conquer the bowl of noodles.

After eating, he took the initiative to pack up. She looked at his back and quietly raised her lips.

"Brother Yuchen, can you accompany me today?" she asked.

He turned his head and saw what she was looking forward to and said, "well, wait until your brother comes back, lest you make trouble again."

She directly ignored the second half of his sentence, so her heart seemed to blossom.

In the morning, Fu Yuchen received a phone call and had several emails to deal with. So I borrowed Han Xiyan's computer and began to send and receive emails.

He was in the study, and she followed him to the study. However, without disturbing him, she took out a drawing board to draw.

When he handled the mail, he found that she looked in his direction several times, very serious. However, he did not care, but seriously put into his work.

It was not until eleven o'clock that he handled the mail and got up to move. When he approached her, who was drawing intently, he knew what she had drawn.

Her painting skills are very good. He in the picture is not only very similar to him, but also depicts his serious attitude when dealing with his work.

It is said that serious men are the most charming. Fu Yuchen has to admit that her pictures of him are even better than some of his photos.

He stood beside her for a while before she suddenly reacted.

It seemed that she didn't expect him to come and see it. She instinctively stretched out her hand and covered the drawing board. Her heart beat a little fast, and her cheeks and ears were red.

She still looked up at him, with pink earlobes and somewhat hasty eyes, some like small animals.

He felt a little cute. He unconsciously raised his hand and rubbed her head: "don't block it, I saw it. However, the painting is very good."

She felt the temperature on the palm of her head, which made her hair seem to be on fire. In particular, the tone of his voice seemed to be a little gentle.

Her heart beat more disorderly, and her heart was organizing language, but he had walked out of the study.

After a while, he came in with water: "I've been sitting all morning. Drink some water and move my cervical spine."

She obediently put the drawing board aside, got up and drank water, and then said, "brother Yuchen, shall we eat out at noon..."

He looked at her shoulder and thought that her scald was not well, so he said, "eat at home and I'll order takeout."

"Oh." she nodded and thought, "actually, we can buy vegetables to make."

He looked at her: "can you do it?"

She nodded, "yes!"

He basically didn't believe it, so he took out his mobile phone and said, "what do you like to eat, let's order takeout."

She took it, ordered the dishes and whispered, "in fact, my brother and I made it at home on weekends."

He thought she didn't like things outside, so he said, "make do with it at noon. Now I go downstairs to the supermarket to buy vegetables and cook at home in the evening."

She slipped a touch of cunning at the bottom of her eyes and nodded: "OK! Brother Yuchen, let's go to the supermarket together."

He looked at her shoulder and said, "do you want to go out?"

Her face turned red. "Then I'll wait for you at home!" then she gave him the key.

Fu Yuchen didn't know what Han Xiyan liked, so he bought some of each kind. Soon after he put the things away, the takeout arrived.

They had lunch together. He saw that she seemed to be all right, so he said, "go take a nap. I have work to deal with."

She nodded and went to the bedroom.

He went into the study and closed the door because he had to make many calls for fear of disturbing her.

At the moment, Han Xiyan quietly went to the kitchen.

Wearing a water glove on her left hand, she took out the ingredients from the fridge and began to think about what to eat for dinner.

This is the first time she has cooked for him. It's sweet to remember.

Thinking of the surprise he might appear in a moment, the corners of her lips were raised high and could not be taken back.

Fu Yuchen didn't expect that he would be able to deal with it in a moment. Unexpectedly, he was busy all afternoon.

When he finished his work, he looked at the time. It was already 5:30 p.m.

He got up quickly and was ready to go out to cook. Although he cooks half a job, it should be possible to search the menu because he thinks there is everything on the Internet.

But when he opened the door, he smelled a smell of food in the air.

Fu Yuchen was stunned. When he went to the kitchen, he saw a busy figure.

At the moment, Han Xiyan Sheng the last dish. As soon as he turned around, he saw Fu Yuchen coming.

Startled, the shovel in her hand slipped from the palm and hit her feet.

He was quick to catch it. It seemed that he was scalded. He quickly put it in the pool and washed his hands with water.

She hurried over: "brother Yuchen, are you hurt?"

He shook his head and looked at the four dishes and one soup. His heart was a little complicated: "I thought there was a snail girl hidden at home."

She didn't hear that story, so she asked, "what is a snail girl? Me?"

He smiled: "search the Internet by yourself."

With that, he took the dishes and chopsticks and went over to bring all the dishes to the restaurant.

Landing outside the window, there was a large sunset. She sat down in front of him with bright eyes. Like in the morning, the bottom of her eyes were his reflection: "brother Yuchen, have a taste?"

He picked up a piece of beef fillet with black pepper, felt the fragrance spread between his lips and teeth, and said sincerely, "it's delicious."

She immediately smiled and bent her eyebrows, as if she had won the world.

He felt guilty: "sorry, I didn't expect to notice the time after working all afternoon. Is your hand okay?"

"I'm all wearing gloves. It's all right." she raised her left hand.

Seeing her small hand, he remembered that he had held her for a while that day, but he could cook such a good meal. He couldn't help asking, "why do you cook?"

He thought she was just a beautiful little princess in the window.

She said, "because my mother said that girls should learn to be independent and can't always open their mouth for food and clothes, so I've learned to cook since junior high school. My brother and I can do it in our family."