Jiang Shu greeted his grandfather and quickly chased him out, holding Fu Shiyan's hand and lowering his voice: "Mr. Fu! Why do you want to stay!"
Fu Shiyan glanced outside lightly, "Do you really want to be struck to death by lightning?"
"..."
"But, but do you know what staying means? It means that I will enter your territory. Don't you hate me entering your room the most?" Under Grandpa's eyes, two people cannot sleep in two rooms.
Is such that.
But now Fu Shiyan saw her embarrassment written on her face, and found it interesting again, so he deliberately teased her: "It doesn't matter, this is not Mingyuan, I allow it."
Before Jiang Shu had time to continue the debate, the servant had already walked over with the quilt in his arms and said gently: "Come in with me."
"ah……"
She opened the door and said with a smile: "Although Ayan does not live at home often, we clean his room every day and it is very clean."
Jiang Shu bravely walked into Fu Shiyan's room. It was Nordic style, clean and neat, which was his style. The big bed looked very comfortable.
The servants can directly call Fu Shiyan Ayan. It seems that he gets along very cordially with the people here and has no airs.
This was Jiang Shu's first time to truly enter his boss's personal space, and he felt terrified but also a little bit strange.
"Aunt Liu, I'm sorry to bother you, just leave the rest to me." Fu Shiyan took the initiative to speak, finally willing to rescue Jiang Shu.
Aunt Liu nodded, and before leaving, her eyes looked back and forth at the two young men, full of ambiguity.
Jiang Shu couldn't wait to find a place to get in.
Fu Shiyan patted her head in a funny way, without understanding the meaning, "I'll go take a shower first."
I'll take a shower first. Listen, listen, it's more like the words a young couple said before they were honest with each other for the first time!
Jiang Shu blinked, "What about me?"
Fu Shiyan frowned.
"I mean, if you wash it, what about me? I didn't bring any clothes." I have to take a shower. It's been a long day.
"That's a problem."
Nearly an hour later, Jiang Shu quietly opened the bathroom door, "Mr. Fu, can you turn off the light?"
At this time, the man who had finished bathing and was lying on the bed in pajamas watching the news raised his eyes and said, "With a figure like yours, who wants to look at you?"
Jiang Shu couldn't help but look down. At this time, she was wearing one of his shirts given by Fu Shiyan, but it could only barely cover her legs, and it was all exposed with the slightest movement.
"...That's still...a few ounces of meat..."
Fu Shiyan smiled lightly, raised his hand and turned off the light. The room suddenly became dark. Jiang Shu breathed a sigh of relief and finally dared to go out, "Mr. Fu, where can I sleep?"
There is only one bed in total.
"I don't have a problem with you sleeping on the floor."
Almost immediately, Jiang Shu climbed onto the bed, wrapped himself in the quilt, and huddled in the corner, "Mr. Fu is offended! Let's only have half of this bed! Whoever crosses the line is a dog!"
Fu Shiyan squinted his eyes in the darkness. He was used to hearing her call him Ayan this night, but he felt uncomfortable hearing her call him Mr. Fu.
"Go to sleep," he added after a pause, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in you."
...but Jiang Shu couldn't sleep.
She has lived for more than twenty years and has never slept with a man.
And Fu Shiyan smelled so good. They obviously used the same shower gel, so why did he smell so special? Jiang Shu clenched the quilt tightly, and the only sound in his ears was his own heartbeat.
"Fu, Mr. Fu...are you asleep?" She didn't dare to turn around.ωωw..net