Tang Xien was surprised, and there was obvious excitement in his voice: "Huh? Isn't that good? If you go to work, will it bother you if I follow? ”

Knowing that she was pretending again, Fu Shiyu was too lazy to dismantle it, and said lightly: "When I work, you'd better find things to do by yourself." ”

Tang Xien was busy: "I promise not to cause you trouble!" ”

Seeing that Fu Shiyu didn't say anything, she whispered again: "Then when you are not working, can you take me to play?" ”

Fu Shiyu said lightly, "Sleep, get up early tomorrow and be discharged!" ”

"Yes! Mr. Fu! ”

It was about Fu Shiyu's presence, Tang Xien was extremely relieved, and soon fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Fu Shiyu completed the discharge procedures, and the two went back to Tang Xien's house to get a few sets of summer clothes, and then went back to Fu Shiyu's apartment.

As soon as she entered the apartment, Tang Xien muttered that she wanted to take a bath, and Fu Shiyu went to help her Zhang Luo.

For the matter of taking a bath, Tang Xien is now familiar with it, and completes all the procedures in one go, and there is no need to trouble Fu Shiyu to stand outside and wait, but she came out after washing, sat on the recliner in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and wiped her hair while watching the scenery, and Fu Shiyu also followed.

Feeling the position next to him sink slightly, Tang Xien looked back, saw Fu Shiyu holding a wireless hair dryer in his hand, and reached out to pick it up with a smile: "Thank you." ”

"I'll blow it for you."

Fu Shiyu started the hair dryer and began to help Tang Xien dry the long hair hanging down his back. At first, he was blowing in the whole general direction, and his hands did not touch her hair, but as he blew, he began to blow with his hands in small pinches.

His movements were gentle, and the temperature of his fingertips occasionally transmitted through his scalp to Tang Xi'en's sensory nerves.

Tang Xien felt warm in his heart.

"Your hair is dark and soft." Fu Shiyu said.

Tang Xien pursed his lips and snickered.

Remembering that she has been fighting non-stop in her twenty-seven years of life, she is on guard, and she is like a frightened bird when the wind blows, and there has never been a moment so leisurely as now, sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with such a wide view, basking in the sun, and someone gently helping her blow her hair.

Tang Xien sighed: "I really like it here, and I also like the state at the moment." ”

The sound of the high-end hair dryer was very small, and all the words she said fell into Fu Shiyu's ears at this time.

Fu Shiyu's eyes were deep, and after a while, he raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said with a smile: "If you like it, then work hard to make money and strive to buy my upstairs unit." ”

Tang Xien sneered: "Don't make this kind of joke. ”

This is one of the most expensive real estate in City B, the owners are the second and third generations of old money in City B, such as Fu Shiyu, the Fu family has been the richest man in City B for several generations, and the history of family prosperity can be traced back to the Qing Dynasty.

And even if the general new money spends a lot of money, it may not be able to get the qualification to subscribe for this real estate, not to mention that Tang Xien is still far from the distance from new money.

She came back to her senses and asked Fu Shiyu, "What about you?" Like it here? Or do you choose to live here just because it represents who you are? ”

"Because there are fewer people here, I hate places with a lot of people."

"Then after getting married, do you still live here?"

Fu Shiyu turned off the hair dryer, put it in a velvet bag, and looked at Tang Xien's delicate side face. Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, the warm sun of late autumn in the north covered her face, forming a gentle halo.

He said: "I will build the house with my own hands when I get married." ”

Tang Xien turned to look at him, her cheeks squeezed out deep dimples from laughter, and her long bangs were soft and black, she pulled them behind her ears, and then turned her head to look out the window again.

"There is a saying that the heart of a lover is the best house. And yours can not only live in your heart, but also in the house you built for her with your own hands, there is no more enviable woman in the world than her. ”