After Huang Fuya finished speaking, she disappeared like a gust of wind.
Lu Xiyu took out another slipper from the corner of the shoe cabinet and walked to the living room.
really--
It was messier than what he saw at first sight, and more chaotic than he imagined.
It's not dirty, but there are too many things, and Huang Fuya doesn't like to clean them up, which makes it very messy.
Lu Xiyu was already dizzy at this moment because of the chaos caused by anyone other than Huang Fuya, so he turned around and left.
But everything in front of me is Huang Fuya's handiwork.
Lu Xiyu stood still in the living room, his eyes falling on a bunch of dried flowers hanging upside down.
There are only three dried flowers in the bouquet.
All are roses.
It should be the three flowers he gave me.
He didn't expect that Huang Fuya would cherish these three flowers so much.
This messy place seems a bit cute.
Huang Fuya was still choosing clothes in the cloakroom.
She first stared at the few dresses she picked out, but felt they were too grand.
After all, we are at home!
Finally, she chose a comfortable and beautiful home clothes, quickly dried her wet hair, tied it into a ponytail, and went out with the men's clothes.
Lu Xiyu stood in the living room.
The handsome and upright figure is both pleasing to the eye and gives people a sense of security.
He seemed to always know what she was thinking.
Talking to him doesn't feel tiring at all.
It's hard for her not to like such a man!
Because she likes it, Huang Fuya will inevitably feel a little nervous when she is alone with him at home for the first time, no matter how bold she is.
But on the surface, she showed no signs of nervousness and walked straight to Lu Xiyu, "Why don't you sit down?"
"My clothes are wet."
After Lu Xiyu finished speaking, he looked at Huang Fuya.
There was obviously no expression on his face, but Huang Fuya felt that he was clearly smiling.
The smile spread lightly in his eyes, revealing pleasure.
Doesn’t he hate a messy environment the most? How can he be happy?
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster!
Huang Fuya became even more nervous and pushed the clothes into Lu Xiyu's hand, "Go to the bathroom and change, it should fit!"
Although her father is nearly sixty years old, he has not gained weight at all and has maintained a good figure.
When she bought this suit of clothes, she didn't expect that the person who ended up wearing them would be Lu Xiyu...
Lu Xiyu took his clothes and strolled into the bathroom.
Huang Fuya then had time to look around her living room and felt suffocated.
Lu Xiyu wanted to sit just now, but there was no place to sit!
She quickly rolled away the clothes on the sofa, arranged the documents on the coffee table, and took the tablet and notebook back to the study.
After cleaning it up, the whole house still looks like a pig's nest!
But at least the sofa can accommodate people.
Huang Fuya was too lazy to continue cleaning up and took out a pot of cold brew tea from the refrigerator.
She likes to drink cold brew tea, and her aunt makes a pot for her every day.
In the bathroom, Lu Xiyu had already changed his clothes.
The aromatherapy diffuser on the sink exudes a light lemon aroma, and there are only some girls' toiletries on the counter.
Nothing for men.
Lu Xiyu walked out of the bathroom refreshed.
As for the clothes he changed into, just pretend he forgot about them.
In the living room, Huang Fuya is pouring tea.
She changed into a nice home clothes and tied her hair into a ponytail, which made her look a little childish, but she was still bright and radiant upon closer inspection.
The rain gradually became lighter, but the sound of rain was still loud, and occasionally lightning pierced the night sky.
On such a night, a messy home gained a little bit of life because of Huang Fuya, who was busy pouring tea.
Lu Xiyu walked straight over and stepped on the carpet, "You want to treat me to cold brew tea?"
"It's summer, don't you want to drink hot tea?" Huang Fuya looked around at Lu Xiyu and couldn't help but tugged on his clothes, "It fits him quite well!"
Lu Xiyu's gaze suddenly deepened, as if he wanted to involve Huang Fuya.
Huang Fuya felt that this action was a bit ambiguous and took back her hand.
Lu Xiyu picked up the tea cup and said, "Just right."
The way he drinks tea is so elegant!
Huang Fuya forced herself to find a topic, "I don't have any shoes here, what should I do?"
Lu Xiyu was quite calm, "It will do it."
Do you want to wait until the shoes are dry before walking?
The shoes will be dried...after all, it will be tomorrow!
Just a little bit away, Huang Fuya blurted out.
Fortunately, she still had some sense and endured it.
Lu Xiyu raised his eyes and looked at Huang Fuya, "What are you thinking about?"
Doesn't he know?
Didn't he always know?
Huang Fuya touched her ears, which was a small gesture she did when she felt guilty.
But she didn't look guilty at all and said, "I'm wondering when the rain will stop! If it stops... it will be safer if you go back soon."
Lu Xiyu couldn't help but smile, "Miss Huang, are you hinting at something?" For example, should he leave, or should he stay?
Huang Fuya gave him some more tea and said righteously: "No!"
If it were another time and another place, she would have flirted with Lu Xiyu!
But in the middle of the night, they were alone in the same room, which was originally a very ambiguous thing.
If she continues to flirt with Lu Xiyu desperately, then even if Lu Xiyu crosses the line, he will not be blamed.
Having said that...she was quite looking forward to Lu Xiyu crossing the line.
Once he crosses the line, he should be... very sexy, right?
Therefore, she often hates herself for being too rational!
Huang Fuya was thinking about it, and then she remembered that she had a machine for drying shoes, and then said: "Go and bring the shoes in, and I will dry them for you, as much as I can dry them!"
She forgot where she put it, and she found it when Lu Xiyu came in with the shoes.
When plugging in the electricity, she saw the three dried flowers.
All flowers have a lifespan.
During the days when her mother was pestering her, she would feel better when she saw the flowers sent by Lu Xiyu.
Later, when she saw the flowers withering little by little, she simply hung them upside down to make dried flowers.
If Lu Xiyu saw it, he would definitely make fun of him!
Huang Fuya moved herself calmly to block the dried flowers, thinking about how to take them down while Lu Xiyu wasn't paying attention.
Lu Xiyu handed her the shoes and looked at her deeply, "I saw it."
Here it is again!
Huang Fuya felt that her scalp had begun to feel numb...
Sure enough, the next second, Lu Xiyu asked with a smile: "Do you like roses?"
at this point!
What is the meaning of hiding?
Huang Fuya stepped aside, smiled generously, and said, "I like it! Especially that black rose, I think it's very... special!"
Lu Xiyu's eyes were deep and bright, "Is there no other reason?"
Of course!
Roses are nothing new.
Because it was given by you, I like it so much and cherish it so much.
But saying that, it’s considered teasing, right?
Huang Fuya then chose to be tough, "I just like it!"
Lu Xiyu's expression didn't change much.
He just looked at Huang Fuya, and after a moment he said "hmm" and said, "I like roses too."
