Deep love only for you

Fu Yuchen was not surprised. Indeed, his family is different. In fact, neither he nor Fu Yubing can cook very well. In other words, his mother seems to be the best cook in his family.

In the past, he always played outside, while Fu Yubing always studied. Therefore, it seems that they rarely do such things as housework.

In addition, the house is big and I invited an aunt, so I really didn't want to cook at all.

Now he was ashamed to see that Han Xiyan had cooked so many dishes for him.

"So, when you said you were going to buy vegetables today, you had planned to do it yourself?" he asked.

She took a sip of soup and nodded shyly, "well, I just want to make it for you."

The little girl silk made no secret of her little thoughts and said it bluntly, which made him some wonder what to do.

But she continued without knowing what to do: "brother Yuchen, in addition to my parents and brother, I've only done it for you."

Originally, after listening to her, he would directly tell her that he would not use it in the future. However, seeing that her eyes were looking forward to it, she suddenly couldn't say it.

He nodded and went to try other dishes.

I have to say that the taste is very good, and it is the taste of the north of China, which is very palatable.

Seeing Fu Yuchen seemed very happy, Han Xiyan became interested and told him about Britain.

He asked her some questions from time to time, and they talked very well. In the end, the food was almost bottomed out.

Han Xiyan touched some round belly and regretted eating too much. She raised her eyes and asked Fu Yuchen, "do you like fat girls?"

Of course, he knew what she was asking. He was about to answer. Suddenly, his mind changed and opened his mouth: "of course, pangpangpang feels good. All my former girlfriends are very fat."

She was stunned: "really, how fat?"

He replied, "top two of you."

"I don't believe it." she made up her mind about the picture of Fu Yuchen with a 200 kg girl, and felt it impossible.

She leaned over: "show me the picture and I'll believe it."

"Who broke up and kept the picture of his former girlfriend?" he said casually.

"In other words, there are no photos of other girls in your mobile phone now?" Han Xiyan's eyes lit up and saw Fu Yuchen's mobile phone on the table and took it over.

In fact, she can take photos without unlocking. Therefore, she opened the camera, adjusted the selfie, found a good angle, and took several beautiful photos of herself.

After shooting, Han Xiyan handed it to Fu Yuchen and said happily, "brother Yuchen, is there only a picture of me and you in your mobile phone now?"

He was a little helpless: "believe it or not, I deleted it?"

Her expression froze: "we didn't break up again."

He was not angry: "I haven't started."

He thought she could not hold on, but unexpectedly, as soon as her arm sank, she held his arm and shook it. Her voice was soft, just like a coquettish kitten: "brother Yuchen, don't delete it? Save it?"

He heard his scalp numb and was about to pull out his arm, but when she looked up at him, his reflection was all over her pupils, just like in a black mirror lake.

Somehow, if he refused, he couldn't say it again. He compromised again: "OK, don't delete it. Don't worry."

She got his promise and immediately smiled with fireworks at the bottom of her eyes: "good!"

Then he raised his mobile phone: "my mobile phone is also full of our photos!"

"When was it taken?" he asked.

"Secretly." she stuck out her tongue and made persistent efforts: "otherwise, stand up now and I'll shoot you a more handsome one?"

He narrowed his eyes: "huh?"

She pouted: "if you don't do it, why are you so fierce?"

Fu Yuchen got up and went to the kitchen to wash dishes and clean up. Han Xiyan took his mobile phone and patted him at the kitchen door.

He was too lazy to pay attention to her. After he was busy, he came out and said, "how do you usually arrange weekend evenings?"

She said, "sometimes I go downstairs for a walk with my brother in the evening. When I come back, if I have homework, I'll see it. If not, I'll watch a movie at home."

When she finished, she suddenly thought of something and quickly looked up at him: "brother Yuchen, let's watch a movie at home in the evening!"

As if afraid of his refusal, she said, "for the sake of cooking for you, would you like to watch a movie with me?"

He was silent for a long time and nodded, "OK."

She was immediately happy: "brother Yuchen, take a break first. I'll finish the painting I haven't finished before, and we'll watch the film together!"

Han Xiyan returned to his study and polished the Fu Yuchen he had painted before.

After painting, she signed her name and date, took a picture with her mobile phone, and then handed it to Fu Yuchen: "brother Yuchen, a gift for you!"

He took it, only feeling a little subtle.

This was the first time he had received such a gift. Moreover, when he saw the painting, he thought of her sitting in front of the French window drawing seriously, and secretly watching him see her in a daze.

"Thank you." he said, "I like it very much."

She seemed to see his change. From the beginning, she refused blindly, and now she began to accept it slowly. It made her feel that that layer of yarn did not seem as invulnerable as at the beginning.

Han Xiyan raised her lips: "then I'll take a bath first, and then I'll choose a movie!"

The TV at home is a broadcast box connected to the Internet. There are many movies in it. Because she cares about him, she always thinks this is good, that is good, or it is not delicious enough.

I didn't think about it, but three words jumped into my eyes: horror films.

Yes, how could she forget that she can actually choose a horror film. When two people watch it together, she is afraid and can take the opportunity to let him hug.

Han Xiyan tried to hide her careful thoughts, ordered the most frightening one inside, and then said to Fu Yuchen, "brother Yuchen, I've chosen a movie. Let's watch it together!"

Fu Yuchen came over: "OK, what did you choose?"

"Dark night," she said.

Fu Yuchen didn't know Han Xiyan's thoughts, so before she played it, she opened her mouth: "watching horror movies at night is bad for you. It's easy to have nightmares. Change it."

"But people just want to see..." she muttered, but saw that he had pressed to quit, so she had to say, "well, change it."

So she found a love film and ordered it to play.

Who knows, this film seems to be an unabridged version or something. The scale is a little large. It's a blushing and heartbeat scene.

Although all the places that should be covered are covered, the atmosphere and sound are not less.

Han Xiyan watched for more than ten seconds. Seeing that the lens had not passed, she couldn't help peeking at Fu Yuchen.

His face was calm, but a slight frown seemed to indicate that he was a little unhappy.

She quickly picked up the remote control: "ah, how is this kind of film? Wait for me to change it again!"

Now, she dared not watch a romantic film, but found a documentary.

However, the documentary is about the story of the silk road. At first, Han Xiyan was still interested in it, but at the back, he couldn't help yawning.

Last night, because of that kiss and those things, she tossed and turned for a long time before she fell asleep. Afraid of leaving a bad impression on him because she got up late, she set an eight o'clock again.

In the morning, she had been painting and cooking in the afternoon. In the evening, she watched a hypnotic documentary. Han Xiyan was really unable to resist sleepiness.

Fu Yuchen felt that the girl beside him had been yawning, so he said, "go to sleep when you're sleepy."

She shook her head: "don't be sleepy, keep watching." she finally watched a movie with him. How could she leave early?

Since he promised to watch with her, Fu Yuchen no longer said anything, so he continued to look at the screen.

However, before long, he felt the breathing sound of the girl on his side become long. He was about to turn his head to look at her, and his shoulder was heavy.

He turned sideways and saw her resting on his shoulder with her eyelashes trembling. However, because she was too sleepy, she didn't wake up after all. Instead, she slept quietly because she found a fulcrum.

Even if she was so close, there were still no defects on her cheeks. Her white and delicate skin was like beauty tools.

Because she was asleep, her mouth was slightly tooting, and there was a light smile on her lips. She looked like a smooth little animal.

He stretched out his arm, put his arm around her shoulder, and then gently forced her head to slide along his arm to the bend of his arm, and then the other hand passed through her knee and easily picked her up.

Came to the bedroom and put her gently on the bed. Between movement and silence, her eyelids opened a seam, but it seemed that she was still very sleepy. She looked at him vaguely, and her voice was also hazy and affectionate: "brother Yuchen, I like you."

He stiffened and looked down at her, but she had closed her eyes and continued to sleep.

And this sentence, which I don't know whether it was in a awake state or in a dream, blew into his heart like a gust of wind.

Fu Yuchen gently drew back his hand and covered Han Xiyan with a quilt. Then he straightened up, set the air conditioning temperature, pulled the curtains and left.

Remembering that she lay down last night and said she wanted to drink water, Fu Yuchen went to pour a glass of water and put it at the head of the bed for Han Xiyan.

After finishing this, he went to the study to read the information for a while before he went to bed.

Han Xiyan spent the whole night in a sweet dream. So that when she woke up the next morning, she was still lying in the quilt and didn't want to come out, because it seemed that she was just about to kiss Fu Yuchen!

Unwilling to get up, she picked up her mobile phone and saw a message from Han Xiaochi early in the morning, saying that he had arrived at the airport. It was estimated that he would get off the plane at 10 a.m. and get home before 11 a.m. for lunch.

Therefore, the whole night's dream seemed to be forced to wake up. Han Xiyan came out of the room with his pouted mouth and rubbed his eyes. He saw that Fu Yuchen had prepared breakfast.