Tang Zijin hurriedly closed the door, leaned against the wall on the side and gasped for breath, and the picture in his mind was over and over again, just pulling the paper to wipe the water for Fu Jiuheng.

Where did she get the courage to wipe the water on Fu Jiuheng and touch his body.

Tang Zijin patted his feverish face hard, and when he touched it, he found that his face was hot, it must have been very red, Fu Jiuheng would definitely laugh at her when he saw her like this.

As soon as he thought of this, Tang Zijin slapped his face even harder.

The snapping slap alarmed Fu Jiuheng inside.

"Tang Zijin, are you okay?" When Fu Jiuheng heard such a loud slap, he was naturally worried about what Tang Zijin was doing.

"I'm fine! Mr. Fu, do you want to have a cup of coffee, the coffee I made is not bad. Tang Zijin hurriedly changed the topic to alleviate this embarrassing atmosphere.

"Yes." Fu Jiuheng responded directly.

The coffee brewed by Tang Zijin himself is hard to find, and Fu Jiuheng certainly won't miss it.

"Then you blow dry your clothes first, and I'll cook them in no time." Tang Zijin dropped these words and hurriedly went to the kitchen to make coffee.

By the time Fu Jiuheng dried his shirt and came out, the house was already full of the aroma of coffee, just smelling this fragrance knew that the coffee tasted good, and Tang Zijin's craftsmanship was naturally not bad.

Following the fragrance, Fu Jiuheng walked to the door of the kitchen and saw the girl brewing coffee quietly and seriously.

Serious girls are the most beautiful.

So, Fu Jiuheng couldn't help but lean against the door frame and look at Tang Zijin, unwilling to disturb.

Maybe his eyes were too hot, Tang Zijin realized that someone was at the door of the kitchen, and turned his head to see Fu Jiuheng half-leaning on the door frame.

Lazy and casual.

It's different from when your face is serious and cold.

"Mr. Fu, has your shirt been blown dry?" Tang Zijin asked him anxiously and looked along the neckline.

The shirt was dry, but the buttons of the shirt were two less buttons, and it was natural to see the chest, and the startled Tang Zijin quickly turned his head.

I always felt that Fu Jiuheng didn't mean to do this.

"Blow-dried and the coffee is ready?" Fu Jiuheng took in all the panic on her face, and did not directly puncture it.

The neckline was deliberately opened so low, so naturally he didn't plan to tidy it up again.

Judging from Tang Zijin's reaction just now, she should be interested in him, otherwise she wouldn't be shy like this just because she saw a little bit of scenery on her chest.

Beauty is seductive, and sometimes men are equally seductive.

Just use the right object.

"It's cooked, Mr. Fu, you go out and sit for a while, and I'll take it out now."

Tang Zijin took the pot to pour coffee, but his hands trembled a little because of nervousness, and the coffee pot spilled some coffee on his hand, which was directly scalded until he exclaimed.

"Ah~hiss~"

"If it's hot, I'll see!" Fu Jiuheng walked over, took off the coffee pot, and took Tang Zijin's hand under the faucet to flush.

Seeing that the back of the originally white and tender hand was red, Fu Jiuheng was worried. "Isn't it painful to have a hand, is there any medicine? I'll take you to the hospital! ”

"Mr. Fu, it's okay." Tang Zijin was shocked by Fu Jiuheng's nervous expression, and subconsciously pulled his hand out.

Fu Jiuheng's eyes were full of concern for her, which made her a little flattered, and she couldn't bear it in her heart.

"Mr. Fu, you see, the coffee just spilled a little on my hand, and now it's fine after the cold water is flushed, it doesn't hurt at all, and there is no need to take medicine."