After a while, Tang Xien was about to turn off the video, and Le Man suddenly asked, "By the way, why did you go to Fu Shiyu's house to live?" ”

"Huh?" Tang Xien paused, "For the design drawing!" ”

She didn't want to mention the matter of Mrs. Li coming to the door, for fear that Le Man would be angry and raise a knife to find trouble with Mrs. Li, and then she would have to go to court to defend Le Man, which would be a lot of trouble.

As soon as she heard that she was just for the design drawing, Le Man didn't say much, only told her to pay attention to proportion, and ended the call.

When he woke up, a blazing orange swept the earth outside the window, and Tang Xien looked at the sunset sleepily, and for a moment he had a sense of dusk like morning.

She put on a pink cotton dressing gown and opened the door to the dim light in the living room, and the light from the other side was the light source for the dining room and kitchen.

She looked for the light and walked away, saw the tall figure standing in front of the stove clearly, and shouted "Director Fu" in a deep nasal voice.

The man's body was stunned, and the oil flowers in the pot sizzled.

She stepped forward, leaned against the door, and said lazily, "Go and rest, I'll make breakfast." ”

The man skillfully put the fried eel in the pan on a plate and brought it out. When he passed by her, his eyes glanced at her lightly, and his voice was warm: "It's already night, go wash your face and eat." ”

"Good ......" Tang Xien turned around meekly and touched the guest guard on the side with a clumsy movement. After washing his face with cold water and coming out again, Chaos's brain was much clearer.

Fu Shiyu was sitting on the left hand side of the long dining table with a cold face. This style of dining table has a main seat, but after Tang Xien came, Fu Shiyu never sat in the main seat in the middle, and always sat first on the left, facing Tang Xien, who often sat first on the right.

This detail has long been discovered by Tang Xien. Fu Shiyu got off work last night, and after putting the takeaway on the table, she went to get the cutlery. Fu Shiyu is the master, so she naturally puts his tableware in the main position.

Unexpectedly, after Fu Shiyu changed his clothes and came out, he quietly moved the tableware to the opposite position.

The two sat down as equals and had dinner together.

Just tonight, opposite Fu Shiyu, on the placemat, there were soup bowls, porcelain bowls filled with white rice, and a pair of silver chopsticks neatly arranged.

Under the warm yellow light, Fu Shiyu was wearing a goose-yellow American-style shirt with a white T-shirt inside, and the whole person looked innocent.

"Come over for dinner." Fu Shiyu shouted.

Tang Xien suddenly came back to his senses, obediently walked to his place and sat down, lowered his eyes and looked at the three dishes and one soup on the table, and said with a smile: "Why didn't you wake me up, I originally wanted to make porridge for you." ”

"Oh, I don't want to eat porridge."

"......" Tang Xien felt that Fu Shiyu was really a person who was good at talking about the sky to death.

She smiled awkwardly but politely, lowered her head and took a sip of soup, the warm and delicious fish soup entered her throat, and she was finally able to lighten her dislike of Fu Shiyu.

Fu Shiyu also ate.

He sits upright, his lips are closed when he chews, his jaw moves regularly without making any sound, and he eats elegantly and reservedly.

During the meal, no one spoke, eating in silence, and the restaurant was so quiet that only the crisp sound of silver chopsticks touching the plate.

It wasn't until they had finished eating that Fu Shiyu said with a serious face: "I thank you for your care last night." ”

"It should be, it should be." Tang Xien smiled politely.

"Perhaps, you are angry in your heart that I don't find a replacement nurse, and you don't let your friends come over to accompany you."

"No, no, no." Tang Xien said nonsense seriously, "I'm not angry." ”

"Based on this, I have also explained it to you. Personally, I am extremely privacy-conscious, so I don't want unrelated people to enter or leave my apartment. ”

Tang Xien smiled coquettishly: "But strictly speaking, I am also an irrelevant person." ”

“……”