Chapter 809 Fu Nian'an: If you really want to thank me, I would be more willing to do it in a different way.
Le Yan walked to the dining table and glanced at the breakfast on it.
They have steamed buns and stir-fries.
The housekeeper came out carrying a clay pot and greeted Le Yan with a smile: "Good morning, Miss Le."
Le Yan was taken aback. Looking at the housekeeper, she felt a little embarrassed and nodded slightly, "Hello."
"The master should be back soon. He told me to make breakfast at ten o'clock. I was just thinking of bringing out this congee before I went to call you!"
Le Yan asked, "Did he go to the company?"
"Yes, Mr. Fu is going to a meeting at the company, but he should be here soon."
Le Yan nodded. "How shall I address you?"
"Mr. Fu calls me Aunt Luo."
“Then I’ll call you Aunt Luo too.” Le Yan smiled sweetly at Aunt Luo. “I’ll go wash up first. Thank you for your trouble.”
"No, no, Miss Le, please don't be so polite with me. Mr. Fu already told me this morning that I should treat you as the lady of the house. If there's anything you need me to do in the future, just ask. Taking care of you and Mr. Fu is my job."
The lady of the house?!
Le Yan was shocked.
She was just staying at her boyfriend's house for one night, how did she become the hostess?
Aunt Luo clearly remembered Fu Nian'an's words, so Le Yan couldn't say anything more.
...
In the master bathroom, there was a brand new set of toiletries on the sink, and it was even pink.
Le Yan had intended to bring her up from home last night, but Fu Nian'an said it wasn't necessary. He had already asked Chu Xing to buy some for Aunt Luo in advance, and Fu Nian'an had even arranged for the bath towels and bathrobes beforehand.
The daily necessities that Fu Nian'an bought for her were mostly pink and had a cartoon theme.
The cool-toned, minimalist bathroom is softened and warmed by Leyan's pink toiletries.
Leyan is still a little girl at heart; she just loves these cute and refreshing pink things.
Looking at these things, Le Yan felt a warm feeling in her heart.
...
Leyan finished washing up and came out of the bathroom. Just as she was about to grab some clothes to change, the bedroom door opened.
She turned her head at the sound.
Fu Nian'an walked in, dressed in a suit and tie, with an upright posture.
"You're back!" Le Yan's eyes lit up, and she immediately rushed towards him.
Fu Nianan caught him steadily, and as she tiptoed to wrap her arms around his neck, he lowered his head slightly, cupped her cheek with one hand, and kissed her lips firmly.
Le Yan closed her eyes and awkwardly responded to him.
They had been sleeping in the same bed for the past two days, but Fu Nian'an was concerned that she would be returning to her troupe soon and didn't want her to suffer any more, so the two of them did nothing but hug and kiss.
Leyan really enjoyed these peaceful and cozy moments as a couple.
But Fu Nian'an was a normal man, and a mature man who had just broken his virginity. With a soft, fragrant body in his arms, a single kiss was enough to arouse his body.
Le Yan sensed the man's unusual behavior and paused slightly.
Fu Nian'an released her and gently pressed her fingertips against her luscious lips.
The man's eyes were as dark as ink, and his Adam's apple bobbed several times with difficulty.
Le Yan's breath hitched, her small body stiffening in his arms, too afraid to move.
She had personally experienced how terrifying this man was; to be honest, it took her two days to barely regain her energy.
"You go out first." Fu Nian'an closed her eyes, her voice hoarse. "I'll come out later."
"What...what are you going to do?" Le Yan stared at him, her eyes wide. "You're not going to..."
Although she hadn't seen it, she still had basic common sense.
She immediately realized that Fu Nian'an needed to take care of things in the bathroom by herself...
"Why are you spacing out again?" Fu Nian'an tapped Le Yan's forehead with her finger. "Go out and eat first, I'll be out in five minutes."
Le Yan touched her forehead, surprised again when she heard 'five minutes'.
"Five minutes?! You...you're sure you can be done in five minutes?"
What did she experience in those two days and one night?
Fu Nian'an frowned, scrutinizing Le Yan's ever-changing expression on her face.
Realizing what had happened, he laughed in exasperation.
"Lin Leyan, what are you thinking?" Fu Nian'an pinched the soft flesh of her cheek. "If I really wanted to, do you think you could still eat breakfast?"
Le Yan paused, her beautiful eyes widening: "!"
"Five minutes?" Fu Nian'an narrowed his eyes, pulled the panicked woman into his arms again, his eyes dark. "It seems I haven't tried hard enough, which has caused you to have such a big misunderstanding about me."
Le Yan: "!!"
"No, I didn't mean that!" Le Yan panicked. "I was wrong, I was really wrong! Mr. Fu, please be magnanimous and don't hold a grudge against an ignorant young woman, okay?"
Fu Nian'an looked at her without saying anything, only raising her eyebrows slightly.
Le Yan found his gaze absolutely terrifying.
She quickly clutched her stomach and exclaimed, "Oh, I'm so hungry! I need to go out for food!"
Fu Nian'an chuckled softly and loosened his grip on the girl a little.
Le Yan immediately broke free from his embrace and ran out in a hurry.
Fu Nian'an watched her fleeing figure, raised her hand to pinch the bridge of her nose, and sighed helplessly.
She's naive, yet she seems to know everything.
If you say she understands, it's like she only understands loneliness.
It's still too immature; it needs more nurturing.
...
Leyan sat down at the dining table.
Aunt Luo served her a bowl of plain porridge, and Le Yan smiled and said thank you.
"Is the gentleman not coming out yet?"
Le Yan looked a little embarrassed. Thinking about the big blunder she had just made, she chuckled dryly and said, "He made a phone call and came out very soon."
"In that case, I'll serve the porridge to Mr. Fu first."
Aunt Luo had just finished serving Fu Nian'an her portion of congee when Fu Nian'an came out.
"Mr. Fu, the congee is ready for you. Please enjoy."
"You've worked hard." Fu Nian'an walked over and sat down opposite Le Yan.
Aunt Luo was tactful enough not to disturb the host's meal and turned to go into the kitchen to busy herself.
Le Yan lowered her head and drank her porridge, not daring to lift her head at all.
Fu Nian'an smiled faintly, "Yangyang, you're practically burying your face in the bowl."
Le Yan: "..."
She pursed her lips, looked up at him, and her eyes held a hint of innocent scrutiny.
Fu Nian'an knew she couldn't resist teasing, so she didn't bring up what had just happened. She picked up a fried dumpling with her chopsticks and said, "Try this. It's Aunt Luo's specialty."
Le Yan nodded. "Thank you."
Aunt Luo's pan-fried dumplings are all made to order. The filling is made of beef, the outer skin is crispy, and when dipped in a special sauce, they taste extremely delicious.
Leyan immediately fell in love with it, ate two pieces with great relish, and kept praising Aunt Luo's excellent cooking skills.
Fu Nian'an deliberately asked her, "Is Aunt Luo's cooking better, or is Lin Xiangyu's cooking better?"
Le Yan paused for a moment and said, "Each has its own merits, and they're both delicious."
Fu Nian'an smiled slightly, "If you like it, I'll have Aunt Luo cook it for you when you come back. She can cook a lot of dishes."
"Wouldn't that be too much trouble?"
“No trouble at all.” Fu Nian’an looked at her, his tone more serious than Jian Fei’en’s: “Le Yan, you are my girlfriend. As long as we don’t break up, you are the mistress of this house. It is only right for Aunt Luo to take care of your daily life.”
Le Yan stared at him blankly.
They had only been together for a few days, and Fu Nian'an had already given her such a great deal of recognition.
Le Yan truly felt a strong sense of security with him.
"Fu Nian'an, I'll remember that, thank you!" Le Yan looked at him, her beautiful eyes reflecting his handsome face, her voice soft and gentle: "You're so kind!"
"Are you giving me the 'friend zone' card again?"
Le Yan: "..."
“You’re my girlfriend, it’s only right that I treat you well.” Fu Nian’an’s voice was deep. “You don’t need to say thank you to me in the future. If you really want to thank me, I’d be more willing to do it in a different way.”
Le Yan looked at him, her brows furrowing in confusion. "What method?"
Fu Nian'an smiled at her, his eyes as dark as ink: "What do you think?"
After a few seconds of processing, Le Yan understood!
"You're being a pervert!" She blushed and lowered her head, unable to meet his gaze. "You can't talk while eating! You're not allowed to say another word!"
Fu Nian'an chuckled softly, feeling extremely pleased as she looked at her timid little face.
...
After breakfast, Fu Nian'an asked Aunt Luo to go down to the 27th floor with Le Yan.
Le Yan introduced Aunt Luo to Le Xiaomiao and then explained things like cat litter and cat urine.
Aunt Luo was a very kind person, and she treated Le Yan with great respect and care. She remembered everything Le Yan said clearly.
Le Yan set a new password as a temporary password to facilitate Aunt Luo and Fu Nian'an's entry and exit.
It was almost midnight when I got back to the 28th floor from the 27th floor.
Fu Nian'an had already helped Le Yan pack her luggage, and the two immediately headed to the airport.
This time I took a commercial flight.
Chu Xing had bought first-class tickets for them in advance.
Le Yan was not so free in the North City. She was covered up from head to toe and kept her head down.
Fu Nian'an took her hand, and after passing through security, they went to the VIP waiting room to wait for boarding.
There were other people in the waiting room, but Le Yan didn't dare take off her glasses and mask, and sat quietly.
Fu Nian'an received a phone call and gestured to Le Yan.
Le Yan understood; he wanted to change the location to take the call. Le Yan nodded.
Not long after Fu Nian'an left, Wen Songyi, fully armed, pulled her suitcase into the waiting room.
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