I don't think so!

An Yixi remembered asking when she first met, Fu Liyan's face was not very good-looking, she thought that Fu Liyan's mother had passed away, so she didn't mention it again, just now she heard Fu Liyan say that Tang Yu was chasing his mother, and suddenly understood that his mother may not be dead, this will listen to him again to reveal a quick one, she also has a clue, no wonder Tang Yu prefers food, it turns out that the woman she likes is a food expert.

However, An Yixi has never heard Fu Liyan mention it, nor has he heard Nan Nan mention it, by the way, it seems that Fu Liyan's grandmother mentioned it, as if his mother has been abroad or something.

"If I lived in your father's house, would I meet her?" An Yixi asked cautiously.

Fu Liyan stopped what he was doing, looked sideways at An Yixi, and An Yixi, who was looking at it with deep eyes, was flustered, and hurriedly lowered his head and was busy with the work in his hands.

"Would you rather see her or not?" Fu Liyan asked.

An Yixi cut the pineapple in his hand and did not answer.

But I know in my heart that her identity is not the best!

Lin Tingyou is not her child, but the child of her husband's other women, and he will look twisted.

"She and my dad have long since divorced." Fu Liyan saw that she didn't answer, and said in a deep voice.

"Ahh An Yixi's hand was stunned, and the knife cut into his hand, although the wound was not deep, but the juice of the pineapple was particularly painful in the wound.

Fu Liyan put down the knife in his hand, held her hand and put it in his mouth, sucked it, spit out the blood, and asked reproachfully: "Why are you so careless, you still don't cook in the future." ”

Although Fu Liyan was scolding her, An Yixi had never heard such nice scolding words, and it was warm in her heart.

"I'll be careful later." She whispered.

"I see there's a convenience store downstairs, you look at the heat, and after five minutes, it's all on a low fire, I'll buy you a band-aid." He was speaking of orders, and he did not give her the slightest room to refuse.

An Yixi looked at Fu Liyan's back when she opened the door, and there was a strange throbbing in her heart, as if she wanted to break through the defense in her heart, but her reason told her that she couldn't sink into Fu Liyan's care, otherwise, it would only make her life more tormented in the future.

An Yixi looked at his injured finger, which still had the body temperature in Fu Liyan's mouth, but An Yixi knew that he could cover her for a while, but he couldn't cover her for a lifetime.

An Yixi turned around and put his hand under the faucet, washing away the blood on it and the taste that Fu Liyan left on it.

Ten minutes later, Fu Liyan came back, and the rice in the pineapple was cooked, more mellow, sweet and sour, just smelling it and wanting to eat it.

Fu Liyan bought disinfectant alcohol, cotton balls, and wound patches.

He washed and wiped An Yixi's wound and pasted it with the wound.

His expression of focusing on helping her with wound patches is so handsome, calm, restrained, and gives people a sense of reassurance.

An Yixi is used to sticking wound stickers alone, and it feels good to have him there.

But......

When I think of the identity between them, the distance between them.

An Yixi retracted his infatuated gaze, raised his index finger that had been attached to the wound, shook it a few times in front of Fu Liyan, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Mr. Fu to have this ability, much better than my own bandaging." ”

"Another name." Fu Liyan said in a deep voice.

Today, is the only day they are together, after going to his father's house, he is just her eldest brother, she is his brother's woman, and they will keep their distance from each other.

So today, she didn't want to spoil the rare good atmosphere, so her face flushed slightly and said, "Liyan." ”