It must have been just a dream, her clothes were still on her body, and Wen Shuyuan didn't like her, how could he be ····· to her

Fu Min only felt that his chest was stagnant, looking at the man who was not far away, he subconsciously held his breath and did not speak.

At this time, what should she say?

Is it possible to say hello calmly?

Just when Fu Min was there motionless like a piece of wood for a while, Wen Shuyuan moved his body and looked at her and said calmly. "How long are you going to be a door god there?"

“·····”

Fu Min's lips moved, and he couldn't say a word.

She moved, feeling heavy with each step.

Wen Shuyuan watched her move step by step, her expression was indifferent, and she was not in a hurry to speak.

Fu Min didn't know what this man wanted to do, and he didn't leave this night and waited outside to wait for her to wake up the next day to settle accounts with her?

She remembered that she didn't seem to do anything too much to him after she got drunk last night, right?

There was a moment of silence, and suddenly a voice rang out.

Wen Shuyuan's eyes fell on her stomach, Fu Min's face was embarrassed, she didn't eat anything last night, and after drinking so much wine, it's normal for her to be hungry.

"There's breakfast on the table," Wen Shuyuan said suddenly.

Hearing this, Fu Min was a little surprised, and then looked at the dining table and saw millet porridge and xiaolongbao on it.

“？？？” What's going on?

Fu Min was a little sluggish: "Is this what you cook?" ”

Wen Shu glanced at her from afar. "Bought"

“·····”

Fu Min's heart is complicated at the moment, this early in the morning, she really wonders if the man in front of her is possessed by a ghost? Otherwise, how could she feel so abnormal.

Fu Min was really hungry, she didn't care about anything else, she sat at the dining table and ate quietly.

Wen Shuyuan was still sitting on the sofa, quietly watching her eat.

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was delicate.

At first, Fu Min ate quite deliciously, but then she couldn't eat it.

If you're eating and someone keeps staring at you, can you still eat?

What's more, this person is still Wen Shuyuan, the more Fu Min drinks it, the more she feels that this millet porridge is not fragrant, she quietly raised her eyes, and secretly glanced at Wen Shuyuan.

But it just met his gaze.

“····”

Fu Min simply stopped eating, slowly put down the bowl, and stood up. "Is there anything you'd like to say?"

Wen Shuyuan didn't answer her words, but asked. "Full?"

Fu Min looked at him puzzled, not knowing what he wanted to do this morning.

Wen Shuyuan glanced at the time and asked again. "Do you need to go to the studio today?"

“···”

Fu Min stared at him with straight eyes, Wen Shuyuan today was really strange.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"Sending you there?" Wen Shuyuan asked again.

Fu Min frowned, it was just one night, how could she find that Wen Shuyuan seemed to have changed.

"No, I can go by myself, if you don't have anything else to do, let's go."

Fu Min looked at him in a flat tone.

Wen Shuyuan stood up and looked at her quietly, with his back to the window of the living room, against the light, the contours of his eyebrows and eyes looked deep, and his voice was low and magnetic.

She heard him say. "Fu Min, I have something to ask you, how did you get the injury on your back?"

Hearing his words, Fu Min's whole body trembled, and he suddenly looked at him, a touch of surprise appeared in his eyes, and then he lowered his eyes, covering up the emotions in his eyes.