Dark sugar is hard to prevent

Chapter 26 The Lover Is Not Full
"Where do you go to wash?" Tang Xi'en looked at Fu Shiyu with an ignorant smile.

"Ask knowingly?" Fu Shiyu's lips were full of forbearance, and the hand holding Tang Xi'en's arm was pulled a little harder, and the physical distance between the two of them, which was not far away, became closer.

No. [-], who was waiting at the side, came out with excellent eyesight to smooth things over: "How about changing Miss Tang to a more experienced female beautician?"

Blind people can tell that Mr. Fu, who usually comes alone, brought a beautiful girl in home clothes today, either in a relationship or not yet.And the girl asked David to serve her by name just now, it can be seen that there is a little love between her and Mr. Fu.

No. [-] repeated the question just now. Before he could finish speaking, Fu Shiyu raised his hand to stop him.

"No need, just check out!"

……

After Fu Shiyu signed at the front desk, he quickly pulled Tang Xi'en into the elevator.

Tang Xi'en cooperated in the whole process of the elevator going from the fifth floor to the 48th floor for more than a minute.

At this moment, she crossed her arms with her arms back, leaning against the elevator wall, and looked up and down at Fu Shiyu sharply.

The other party copied his pockets with both hands, and looked at the floor change numbers indifferently.

Look noble and ascetic.

Tang Xi'en stared at him for a moment, then smiled and said, "Why don't you let me take a bath over there?"

"Costly."

Hearing this, the smile on Tang Xi'en's face suddenly turned into a mockery.

She stood upright slowly, looked at his serious appearance from the shiny reflective wall of the elevator, and asked, "How many hundred dollars are you short of, Mr. Fu?"

The moment their eyes met in the elevator wall, Fu Shiyu suddenly bent his lips and turned his face, lowered his eyes to look at her, and said with a chuckle: "It's not bad, whether you want to spend money or not is two different things."

Tang Xi'en retorted: "I have spent a lot of money, why care about this little money?"

"Why is it small money? Whose money is not hard-earned money?"

"..."

With a "ding", the elevator stopped at the door of Fu Shiyu's house.

He went out first, Tang Xi'en set up his crutches again, and followed behind.

There was no one to assist her, so she had to move slowly, so that she was about to get out of the elevator, and the elevator door was about to close again. Fortunately, she was quick, and quickly turned her crutches horizontally to prevent the elevator door from closing.

Thinking that Fu Shiyu not only didn't want to spend more money to hire a nurse, but also didn't let Le Man come over to help, which would make her daily life messy, Tang Xi'en felt unhappy.

So as soon as she entered the door, she looked at Fu Shiyu who was about to go into the study to work overtime, and she deliberately raised her voice: "I want to take a bath, you have to help."

Fu Shiyu's footsteps stopped immediately, he paused slightly, and turned to look at her after a while, "How can I help?"

"Help me prepare things first, and then assist me."

Seeing that he had no objection, Tang Xien listed all the things he needed.

Soon, Fu Shiyu found two stools, one tall and one short, and two large fresh-keeping bags.

"Put the low stool in the shower room, and put the high stool outside the shower room." Tang Xi'en stood at the door of the bathroom and directed.

Fu Shiyu did as he did. After placing the chair, he looked at the fresh-keeping bag in his hand, then at Tang Xien's plaster leg, and asked, "Is this bag to be put on the foot?"

"Do you need to ask?" Tang Xi'en gave him a sideways glance, stretched out his crutches and gestured for the place outside the shower room, "Stand over there and wait for me."

"Stand here?" Fu Shiyu pointed to the area where all the movements in the shower room could be seen, and confirmed again.

Tang Xi'en nodded, "I have to sit on that low stool before I can put on the fresh-keeping bag."

Fu Shiyu shrugged with a smile, and then came out of the shower room.

The guest guard wasn't big in the first place, and he, who was tall and full of oppression, stood aside, making the already small space even more cramped.

Tang Xi'en pursed her lips, and carefully walked into the bathroom with a cane on her back.

If it wasn't for forcing Fu Shiyu to agree to find someone to help, why would she spend so much time arguing with this person?

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