He came with great glory

Chapter 87
Li Ruolan was watching TV at home when she saw her son bringing a little girl to the house.

"My friend's younger sister, no one at home, staying for a while."

Li Ruolan recognized Fu Ying, she was here last time.

"Fu Yi's sister, right? I still remember."

"Ah, hello, Auntie."

Fu Ying called out very cautiously.

Because of nervousness, his fingers gripped the school uniform tightly.

The fingers are white and tender, and the knuckles are white because of the strength of grabbing the clothes.

Seeing that the girl was obedient and polite, Li Ruolan smiled softly: "You're welcome, your brother often comes to the house, and we all know each other. It's just like my own home here. You're welcome."

Fu Ying nodded slightly, and glanced at Shen Liguang.

"You come in with me."

"Oh."

Fu Ying followed him into the room.

His room is full of his smell.

I didn't look carefully last time, but I realized today that the men's room is very simple.

The color is very monotonous, mostly black and gray.

"The lamp switch is here, you sleep in my room at night."

"how about you?"

Shen Liguang licked his lips and said with a smile, "Why are you asking this?"

Fu Ying blushed a little: "No, I'll just ask."

"Sleep on the sofa."

"I sleep on the sofa."

He laughed playfully: "You sleep on the sofa with your brother?"

"..." Fu Ying blushed.

I don't know how he understood that.

"Li Guang, it's getting late, I have to open the shop."

Outside, Li Ruolan yelled, followed by the sound of the door opening and closing.

Fu Ying looked at him with a red face.

"Brother, don't tease me."

For some reason, Fu Ying felt that the atmosphere between her and him was getting weirder and more subtle.

He stared at her, his eyes getting darker and darker, and after a while he said, "I'm not kidding you, I'll take you out to buy daily necessities."

Fu Ying slowly breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay."

After that, she packed the clothes she had brought in her room, and the man smoked on the balcony.

He seems to be a bit addicted to smoking.

I don't know what to think when I smoke.

When Fu Ying came out, it was already dark, and he slowly exhaled smoke and asked, "Is it packed?"

"Ah."

"Then I'll take you out shopping."

"it is good."

The girl is too good, too quiet.

Silently followed him, went downstairs and got into the car, without saying a word on the way.

Shen Liguang licked his lips, feeling itchy.

"Why don't you speak?"

Fu Ying raised her eyes: "I, I don't know what to say."

"Tell me what you want." Shen Liguang paused, and suddenly wanted to pry into the girl's heart, "How is your relationship with your classmates at school?"

"pretty good."

"Has anyone bullied you?"

Fu Ying shook her head: "No."

"Is the deskmate a boy or a girl?"

"girl."

"Have you received any more love letters?"

"Gone."

"How are you studying now? You should take the midterm exam, right? Have you made any progress this time?"

"..." Fu Ying lowered her head and whispered, "You speak like an elder..."

These words deeply hurt Shen Liguang's heart.

"you dislike me?"

Fu Ying shook her head: "I don't dislike my brother."

I like it so much, why would I hate it?

Shen Liguang asked hesitantly, feeling a little uneasy in his heart: "Do you think brother is old?"

Fu Ying thought for a while, then shook her head seriously: "It's not big."

Fu Ying raised her eyes: "Why did brother ask this?"

"It's nothing, it's just..." Shen Liguang suddenly smiled, "I'm afraid there will be a generation gap with you."

"It's okay." Fu Ying paused, "There is no generation gap."

Along the way, the two people who had something on their minds chatted with each other, but they didn't chat with each other.

Shen Liguang didn't expect that at his age, he would be so nervous in front of a little girl.

The little girl who had been spying on his heart suddenly became quiet.

Feng Shui took turns, and it was his turn to spy on her heart.

It's a pity that she hid her thoughts tightly.

The two went into the mall and bought some toothbrushes and towels for Fu Ying.

Shen Liguang took a girly fan and asked her if she liked that color.

Fu Ying was a little disgusted, but she was too embarrassed to say it directly, and she refused very euphemistically: "Brother, I can choose myself."

Shen Liguang paused, then put the towel back.

When Fu Ying passed by the private items, she raised her eyes to look at Shen Liguang.

Because I'm sorry, I didn't take it.

When he was about to push the cart to leave, Shen Liguang reached out and took a pack of sanitary napkins and put it in the shopping cart.

Fu Ying blushed.

Shen Liguang smiled and didn't speak.

Then, Fu Ying's face turned even redder.

When checking out, I ran into Xia Jinyun.

"Captain Shen, little sister, why are you together?"

When Xia Jinyun asked this question, Fu Ying had an illusion.

It was like being caught secretly in love.

Fu Ying felt guilty for no reason: "There is no one at home, so I'm staying at my brother's house."

"Oh." Xia Jinyun nodded, "Your elder brother said he was very busy recently? Is your younger brother not at home?"

"I got into trouble with my dad and ran away from home."

Xia Jinyun couldn't help laughing: "You're so grown up, you're still arguing."

Fu Ying: "The mind is immature."

"I won't talk to you anymore, I have to go home quickly."

After paying the bill, Xia Jinyun separated from her at the entrance of the supermarket.

At night, with a gust of wind blowing, Fu Ying was still a little unconscious.

It feels like a dream.

She will get in his car later, go back to his house, sleep in his room, and spend nearly half a month with him day and night.

Thinking about it, it's incredible.

Li Ruolan was still in the shop, she and him were the only ones at home.

Shen Liguang took the things to the kitchen, turned around and asked her, "What do you want to eat?"

Fu Ying: "Whatever."

"Not picky eaters?"

Fu Ying shook her head: "Not picky eaters."

Fu Ying went to the bathroom with daily necessities.

When her little towel and toothbrush were put together with his, Fu Ying felt like living together, as her little brother said.

Her face in the mirror was getting redder and redder. Fu Ying glanced at it hastily, and turned on the faucet to wake herself up.

Shen Liguang leaned against the bathroom door, watching the girl wash her face over and over again, with the corners of her mouth raised.

The water from the faucet was rushing, and Fu Ying washed her face, not noticing that the man had already walked to the door of the bathroom.

Then, after she felt calm, she turned off the faucet and was about to leave. When she saw him, she froze immediately, her heart tightened, her face turned red, but it was a little hot.

"I, I'll wash my face."

Shen Liguang smiled and nodded: "Well, are you done washing?"

"Wash, wash it."

"Wash up and come over to eat."

"Oh."

Fu Ying responded and followed behind him.

A bowl of ordinary noodles seemed to taste sweet to Fu Ying.

Lying on his bed at night, covered with his quilt, wrapped in his scent, it was like being hugged by him.

Fu Ying closed her eyes, shrank into the quilt, and then smiled.

Shen Liguang stretched out his hand to close the door, and frowned when he heard the little girl huddled under the quilt suddenly giggling.

With a "click", the room was completely dark.

Fu Ying was startled, and immediately stopped laughing, blinked, grabbed the quilt and smelled it, and then closed her eyes in satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)