So the man standing not far away looked up.

Fu Jinxu saw his appearance clearly, and for a moment she suddenly had a thought: God is unfair, some people are made through assembly lines, while others are made by God himself little by little, purely hand-made.

He looks very beautiful, especially his eyes, which are a little bit more peach blossom eyes, but not as affectionate as peach blossom eyes. At first glance, he thinks it looks very good, but at the second glance, his eyes are a little cold, or a little empty, and the light brown color makes people feel cautious inexplicably.

The two of them looked at each other, very quiet, and they could be said to be so quiet that they were strangely quiet.

Fu Jinxu watched the boy's eyes in front of him from indifferent to surprise, and then from surprise to cold danger.

Fu Jinxu: "..."

"Who are you?" The voice was slightly deeper, and the strong coldness in his tone was unignorable.

Fu Jinxu didn't know how to answer for a moment. I am Fu Jinxu? But you don't know who Fu Jinxu is...

And while she was stunned, she noticed that the person opposite was not feeling well.

Let’s go and put on clothes. It seems that you have to figure out who is the person who appears inexplicably at home. If you don’t leave, it doesn’t seem like that when you stand without clothes.

After seeing the hesitation in his eyes, Fu Jinxu quickly blocked the book that was flipping on his hand.

"I came back with Aunt Tang, she was upstairs." Fu Jinxu smelled the paper at the tip of his nose and subconsciously said, "I...sorry, I didn't mean to see you take off your clothes."

“…”

"My name is Fu Jinxu."

“…”

"You are... Shao Hanyue?"

I haven't heard a sound for a long time. Fu Jinxu thought that this person is indeed as his mother said, not very much talking.

"Are you leaving?"

No one answered.

So Fu Jinxu moved the book a little bit, and a pair of dark eyes emerged from behind the book.

“…”

The man was still there, but she didn't expect that he would put on the clothes he had just taken off again. However, seeing that he was a little irritable, it would be uncomfortable to put on the sweaty clothes.

"Who are you her?" Shao Hanyue asked, staring into her eyes.

For a moment, Fu Jinxu felt that he saw a lot of hostility in his eyes.

She was stunned for a moment and slowly put down the book: "I am either her, or...my mother and your mother are good friends."

After two seconds of silence, she heard him say "Oh".

The hostility faded, and it didn't matter.

Then he seemed to take her as air. He first went around the kitchen and drank something, then went to the entrance to pick up the sports bag and threw it into the living room. After throwing it away, he squatted down as if no one was around and took out the ringing cell phone from it.

He didn't look at her again, and walked upstairs while answering.

Shao Hanyue: "Well, I'm home... I won't go tonight."

Fu Jinxu stood quietly.

Shao Hanyue: "Ha, Li Yangrong, you are so smelly when you eat shit..."

Fu Jinxu continued to stand quietly.

Shao Hanyue: "Can you be too lazy to go? Get out... go fuck you..."

Fu Jinxu was a little rigid.

The answer was intermittent, the voice was chilly, and the tone was even worse.

With a bang, his voice was completely isolated inside the door.

The living room returned to silence.

Fu Jinxu looked at the direction where Shao Hanyue disappeared and remembered what Tang Yin said when she was in the car just now.

He has a strange temper, but he is essentially a very well-behaved child.

She admits the first half, and the second half...

Very well-behaved kid?

She didn't seem to feel it very much.

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