However, when I think about it, Fu Li's prolonged fall sentient beings, mature and steady, and have the depth and calmness that has gone through the years, looking at his family background, even Li Xiangdong pleases the man, is indeed the object of many celebrities scrambling to fight, and it is normal to have wives and children.

An Yixi pulled a smile in embarrassment, wrapped his right hand around his left shoulder, tilted his head slightly to the left, and said without saying anything: "Are there clothes here that I can wear?" My clothes ......"

An Yixi glanced at the toilet with a brow, and said helplessly: "It seems that you can't wear it." ”

"I don't think so."

An Yixi was stunned, he has a son, he must have a wife, she can wear his wife's clothes.

"My wife passed away six years ago." He seemed to have insight into her thoughts, and said unhurriedly, there was not much affection on Qingjun's face.

"I'm sorry." An Yixi sincerely apologized.

Before she could see his look clearly, she watched him open the door and go out.

When An Yixi washed his hands and went out, he just hung up the phone, and said in a flat tone: "Your last set of clothes has been cleaned, I asked my assistant to bring it now, you may have to wait for a while." ”

With that, he turned on the open flame and continued to fry the noodles.

Hearing that he actually kept her clothes from last time, An Yixi had a weird feeling and walked to the bar.

He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt to his elbows, revealing the Swiss watch on his wrist and untied his tie. Loosen the three buttons at the neckline.

His skin is very white, his facial features are profound, like a work of art in the hands of a sculptor, but his face is not delicate, but a kind of three-dimensional coldness, and his whole body is shrouded in the atmosphere of nobility, and he also has an aura that no one can enter.

Fu Liyan let her look at her, her lower lip rose as if she was smiling, and after putting a piece of fried noodles with tomato hot dogs on the plate, she looked at her indifferently and asked, "Miss An likes to stare at men like this?" ”

An Yixi's face quickly turned red, and pleasing things will naturally make people take a few more looks, this has nothing to do with men and women, and when he said it, it embarrassed her.

An Yixi tugged at the corners of her mouth, "Mr. Fu didn't look at me, how do you know that I've been staring at you?" ”

Fu Liyan turned around and put the pasta on the table, but his smile widened a little.

With sharp teeth, he now knows why Nan Nan's eloquence is so good.

An Yixi saw that he didn't dwell on this issue, and he didn't care about it anymore, after all, there was no need to worry about this with strangers.

She walked to the table to eat noodles, Fu Liyan turned to the bar and made her a glass of milk, and after putting it in front of her, he turned around and walked into the study, turned on the computer, and focused on work.

An Yixi tasted this man's craftsmanship, it was not bad, there was a chef's standard, and she actually ate it all because her appetite had been poor.

Originally, she wanted to wash the dishes, but she couldn't eat someone else's, so she didn't wash the dishes.

As soon as she put the bowl into the pool, Fu Liyan came out and said, "I'll wash it, you have a wound on your hand." ”

"I can wash it with one hand." An Yi said stubbornly, pounding the plate with one hand.

The next moment, his hand was held by him and let go, Fu Liyan poured some detergent and glanced at the pot next to him, "That one will also be washed together." ”

An Yixi glanced at the pot, it must be used with two hands, it seems that she really can't help, and there is still the temperature in his hand after he held her just now.

Since Lin Tingyou, An Yixi actually doesn't like to be so close to men.

By the way, he shook his hand under the faucet.

Her small action made Fu Liyan obviously stunned.