Fu Hong tilted his neck and looked towards the study, muttering softly: "Why is there no movement..."

Fu Yu, who was reading a book, smiled and said, "Second brother, don't wait any longer. There won't be a fight."

Fu Hong lay on the bed with his arms and legs spread out. He tilted his head to glance at Fu Xiao who was grading papers and let out a long sigh.

Fu Xiao looked back at him and said, "Brother, you got these questions wrong. Do them again."

Looking at the test paper she handed over, Fu Hong's face immediately wrinkled into a bun. He wanted to refuse, but when he thought about how hard it was for his sister to set the questions and mark the papers, he stopped talking.

Gritting his teeth, he took it and said, "Xiao Yu, give me the pencil."

I just lay on the bed and started writing.

Seeing that he was quite sensible, Fu Xiao nodded with satisfaction, "Let Xiao Yu check it after you finish writing. I'll go back to sleep first."

Fu Hong waved his hand, "Don't worry, go to sleep,"

When she left the room, he immediately got up, walked to Fu Yu's side, and laughed: "Xiao Yu, how do you solve this problem... Tell me."

Fu Yu smiled, closed the book, and began to tell him the story.

As soon as Fu Xiaogang walked out of the guest room, Mu Lianshen's angry voice came from the study: "Get out..."

Fu Hong in the guest room grinned and said, "It's time..."

Fu Xiao stood in the yard and watched Shen Xingzhou bend over and slowly retreat from the study.

After turning around, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. When he raised his eyes and saw her, his smile deepened.

Fu Xiao said: "How did you offend my dad?"

He doesn't lose his temper easily.

Shen Xingzhou just smiled, and his smile was like that of a vixen.

Fu Xiao winked at him and told him to run away...

She walked towards the gate, ready to bolt it after she saw him off.

When they reached the gate, she looked up at him and said, "Go back."

I looked up and met his gaze, which was full of burning passion and deep affection.

Thinking of the words she had just heard, she blinked slightly, looked away uncomfortably, her eyes flickering, and turned her head away from him.

But she looked like this, pretending to be calm, but in fact she was feeling embarrassed which she was not even aware of.

The atmosphere was inexplicably filled with ambiguity.

Shen Xingzhou sighed, wrapped his long arms around Fu Xiao's slender waist, and held her in his arms.

He lowered his head slightly and stroked the top of her head with his chin, his voice gentle: "Xiaoxiao, Uncle Mu doesn't object..."

Fu Xiao said in a surprised tone: "Are you sure?"

"I said I want to go back with you the day after tomorrow, he didn't object, he just told me to get lost..."

Hearing the pride in his tone, Fu Xiao's eyes flickered. It turned out that he didn't object to this. She thought it was something else.

But, "It doesn't seem like there is no objection."

What kind of comprehension ability does this guy have?

"You don't understand,"

Shen Xingzhou let go of her, turned to Fu Xiao, and gently gathered her coat for her.

Whenever he appeared in front of Fu Xiao before, Mu Lianshen's eyes...

I wish I could kill him.

And use various methods to force him to leave.

At least it didn't stop him from getting closer to her now.

He opened his thin lips and spoke fondly, "This is already a great improvement..."

"It's cold, go back. I'll bring you food tomorrow morning, so don't go out to buy it."

Fu Xiao slowly closed the door.

Shen Xingzhou curled his thin lips slightly, turned around with gentle eyebrows and walked to the next room.

Fu Xiao walked towards the study room where the light was still on, knocked on the door and entered.

Mu Lianshen, who was standing by the window, turned around and smiled at her gently.

Fu Xiao said: "Dad, it's late, go back to sleep."

"Well, I'll go back now,"

He turned back to close the window, then raised his foot and went back to the room with her. He didn't talk about Shen Xingzhou, and she didn't ask.

"An An, go to bed early,"

"Uh-huh,"

...

The next day.

At the dinner table, Fu Hong took a bite of the bun with an angry look on his face.

Shen Xingzhou next to him smiled and reminded: “Ahong, I also bought these buns…”

Fu Hong's movements froze, his mouth opened, unable to spit or swallow.

Fu Xiao patted Shen Xingzhou, "Stop making trouble..."

"Brother, if we give him money, it doesn't count as eating him."

Shen Xingzhou nodded in agreement: "Yes, Xiaoxiao gave me the money, I'm just an errand boy,"

Fu Hong took out a dollar from his pocket and put it in front of Shen Xingzhou, "Don't give me the extra change, I'll treat you..."

"Thank you very much, second brother," Shen Xingzhou said with a smile in his voice.

"Don't call me second brother,"

"good,"

Fu Xiao took a sip of porridge from the bowl and looked at Fu Yu, "Xiao Yu, what did your second uncle ask you to bring back?"

"These are some clothes that my mother made for my grandfather, and some food,"

"Oh, no, do I need to drive to get it?"

Fu Yu waved his hand: "Brother will bring it today."

As they were talking after breakfast, Fu Sui came in pushing a bicycle with two large bags tied to the back seat.

Fu Xiao's eyes widened in shock: "So many?"

"What's in this?"

Fu Sui: "I don't know either. My mother put it on for me. But it's not very heavy."

Fu Xiao pinched the bag. It felt soft. It should be a quilt? Or a thick cotton-padded jacket.

"Put it in the house first, and put it in the car tomorrow,"