Fu Shiyan's eyes gradually fell on the shadow that ran upstairs, and the fine fragments of light fell, lining the little girl's side face more and more white and transparent, and even the tips of her ears were flushed with a faint flush, pink and tender, which was particularly beautiful.

Fu Shiyan changed into slippers and went upstairs with Xu Xingyan's pink and tender schoolbag on one shoulder.

Dinner is over.

Xu Xingyan held the math problem book, the weekly test paper, and a bunch of math papers with many crosses and forks, and hesitantly knocked on Fu Shiyan's door.

The time for him to open the door seemed to be slowed down indefinitely, and it didn't take long for him to feel like it had been a long time.

The fair-skinned and slender little hand clenched the math paper tightly, and there was a trace of nervousness in his heart for no reason.

The next second.

The door opened, and the smell of mint and lime lingered in her nose.

He was dressed in simple and clean white short-sleeved shirts, black sweatpants, and his black hair was in a state of semi-dry and half-wet, and water droplets gently ran along the delicate jawline, submerged into the neckline, and disappeared.

Xu Xingyan was slightly stunned when he saw this scene, like the first time they met.

Fu Shiyan couldn't help but feel funny when he looked at the little girl's big mist eyes that were instantly overflowing.

It's that good-looking?

Fu Shiyan thought about it, picked up a towel and wiped his hair briefly.

"Come in."

"Brother doesn't scold you."

Xu Xingyan sighed and muttered in a small voice, "You haven't scolded me either?" ”

Fu Shiyan: "......"

He reached over the stool, tilted his head slightly, raised his eyebrows slightly, and motioned for her to sit down.

This is the first time Xu Xingyan has come to his room, and he thought that the main color of his room must be black, white and gray.

However, it is not.

It's the kind of sunny and hopeful ocean wind.

On the solid wood desk is a picture frame, which contains a large family of photos.

In the photo, Xu Xingyan was standing in front of Fu Shiyan, with a faint smile on his face.

This is a particularly warm picture taken by the photographer on Grandpa Qin's birthday some time ago.

The moment the photo came out, he saw this group photo at a glance.

While his grandfather was not paying attention, he secretly walked away.

He didn't know why, but he subconsciously wanted to hide the photo.

He saw Xu Xingyan looking at the group photo, raised his hand and gently rubbed his nose, a trace of reluctance flashed in those beautiful eyes, and it was fleeting.

Fu Shiyan bent down slightly, his left hand was loosely propped up on the back of the chair behind her, and his right hand picked up the photo frame, and asked, "I like it so much after watching it for so long?" ”

Xu Xingyan pursed his lips and negotiated in a low voice: "Brother, if I can score 120 points in the math paper next time, can you give this to me?" ”

A cautious look, a gentle and clean voice, little by little, tentative.

I don't know what's going on, but when he met Xu Xingyan's expectant eyebrows, in an instant, his heart seemed to be lightly pricked by a needle, and the dense pain flooded wantonly.

Fu Shiyan nodded slightly, then sat down beside her and quietly looked at the group photo.

The little girl in the photo is smiling, bright and bright, as if all the gentle light in the world is overflowing in her eyes.

Such a girl deserves to be treated well by the years.

Also... Worthy of love.

If he can't wait for the gods to come, he is willing to take care of his princess for the gods.