Jiang Shu stopped Aunt Liu, "Yes, I'm not in a hurry, I want to drink hot water, can you boil me a pot?"

Aunt Liu seemed to understand, "Okay, wait."

While waiting for the water to heat up, the two stayed in the kitchen and looked at each other. Seeing her sweating profusely, Aunt Liu quickly said, "The kitchen is so hot, go out and stay."

"...It's okay, it's okay, I haven't seen you for a long time, I want to talk to you," Jiang Shu waved his hand quickly, "How is grandpa recently?"

"Okay, don't worry."

"That's fine...that's fine..."

When the water was hot, Aunt Liu quickly poured out a cup, "Drink it slowly, I still have to go out and buy ingredients, wait, Aunt Liu will make it for you tonight."

Jiang Shu was really helpless, and while she was taking off her apron, she frantically gestured to Fu Shiyan in the living room for help.

The latter walked over unhurriedly, and blocked the kitchen door, "It's hot outside today, so there's no time to go tomorrow, don't be biased, I haven't eaten your ginger milk for a long time, can I have it today?" ?”

Hearing the whole noun, Aunt Liu was stunned for a while, carefully scrutinized Fu Shiyan's face, and stammered, "Yes... yes, I will do it now."

Jiang Shu saw that he was steady, and quickly answered: "Then I will learn from you."

When Aunt Liu was busy in the kitchen, it was almost time to move upstairs. Jiang Shu was no longer in a hurry, and quietly slipped out to sit beside Fu Shiyan. She asked softly, "Why is Aunt Liu so excited to see you want to eat ginger milk?"

Fu Shiyan was using a computer to process emails, without looking up, "I haven't eaten for many years."

"Why?" she asked subconsciously.

Fu Shiyan didn't answer, and she realized that there seemed to be some story in it. She shut up, and just when she thought he wouldn't say anything, a man's voice came, "After my mother left, I stopped eating."

Jiang Shu froze. She had guessed that Fu Shiyan's mother was gone, but she didn't expect it to be so.

She carefully looked at his tense side face, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry... my condolences."

Fu Shiyan's fingers tapping on the keyboard paused, and he sneered and curled his lips, "It's okay."

From then on, Aunt Liu had to personally handle all the affairs in Mingyuan, especially Jiang Shu's medication and other matters. She was sent by her grandfather, and no one dared to stop her.

In the master bedroom, the servant tidied things up neatly, and thought that the two of them were really living together.

Aunt Liu put water in the bathroom, "Xiao Shu, go in and wash."

Jiang Shu nodded, Ju's mother also followed the trend, but was stopped by Aunt Liu, "What is Ju's mother doing in there?"

"Help me take a bath."

"I'll help my wife take a bath."

The two spoke in unison.

"Why are you helping her take a bath?" Aunt Liu looked disgusted, "Just let Ah Yan come over for such a private matter."

Fu Shiyan raised his eyebrows on the side, and Jiang Shu looked at death as if at home, "This... this... is somewhat inconvenient."

Aunt Liu joked: "Little couples, don't be shy, it's all normal."

As she said that, she waved the others out, "Get out, there's no wife who doesn't have an accident and the husband doesn't help to take a bath."

"Oh! Mom Ju! Don't go!" Jiang Shu shouted in despair.

Aunt Liu closed the door intimately, leaving the two of them staring at each other awkwardly.

Half of Jiang Shu's face was flushed, and he sat down with a broken jar, "I won't wash it anymore."

She had never hated the perpetrator so much. If he hadn't hit her, she wouldn't have fallen to the point of asking Fu Shiyan to help her take a bath. What's the point of innocence!

Fu Shiyan crossed his hands in front of him, looked up and down at the shy people, "There's nothing to be nervous about."

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