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    A small area of ​​the sofa was wet. Yu Xiangxi was wiping it with a paper towel. Many drawings were also stained with water. He wiped them clean little by little and put them on the coffee table to dry.

    Fu Xianling hung up the phone and went to take a shower first. When she came out, the boy had already cleaned up the outside and was mopping the floor with a mop.

    “I’m going home.” She went to the bedroom to get her bag, then came over and picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table and put it into her bag.

    Yu Xiangxi raised his head to look at her. He was wearing a white T-shirt. His arms were stretched with veins, his neck was sweaty, and his pupils were dark on his fair face.

    “Sister.” He stared into her eyes and whispered, “You promised me last night that you would never abandon me in the future.”

    Fu Xianling looked at him funny and said, “I just went home, and I didn’t say I didn’t want you.”

    Yu Xiangxi’s eyes suddenly brightened. He put down the mop with a smile and rushed over. He held Fu Xianling in his arms and kissed her more than ten times on the face. The kiss made Fu Xianling’s whole face turn red.

    “Okay.” She pushed him with a blushing face.

    “I’m sorry, I’m so happy.” Yu Xiangxi let go of her and couldn’t help but kiss her lips, “Sister, I’m so happy.”

    When Fu Xianling came out of Yu Xiangxi’s house and climbed the stairs to the door of the house on the third floor, the warmth on her face was not gone.

    Cui Xiao knew the password of her house. He had already lost the password and was waiting in the living room. But as soon as Fu Xianling opened the door and walked in, he saw Cui Xiao’s face enlarged and he came towards her. He sniffed with the tip of his nose quivering, “Have you taken a shower?”

    Fu Xianling: “…”

    “It’s not in your nature to take a shower as soon as you wake up. Could it be that when I called you, you were busy with… very important things?” Cui Xiao stretched out his hands and clapped, no more, no less, exactly three times.

    Fu Xianling: “…”

    She couldn’t hold herself any longer, lowered her head to change her shoes, her whole face turned red.

    “Niubi, you can’t tell at all. The milk dog really taught me a lot.” Cui Xiao sighed, returned to the sofa, crossed his legs, chewed the apple in his hand, and said vaguely, “I should have done this a long time ago. I tell you, if I were you, I would go out to find the milk dog that year when we slept in separate rooms. Oh, the milk dog hadn’t moved here at that time, but it doesn’t matter, as long as my husband dares to ignore me, I will go out to find happiness.”

    Fu Xianling knew that she was comforting herself, so she took the pillow and walked to the sofa, sitting next to her.

    Cui Xiao handed over the apple and Fu Xianling took a bite.

    Cui Xiao was about to eat when he asked again, “You guys just kissed me. If I eat the apple you bitten now, does it count as an indirect kiss with the milk dog?”

    Fu Xianling threw the pillow at it, laughed and cursed, “Get out.”

    Cui Xiao continued to chew the apple. After a while, she came to Fu Xianling and made a gesture with her hand. Fu Xianling didn’t understand and asked her, “What?”

    “Size, is a puppy this long?”

    Fu Xianling picked up the pillow to hit her, and shouted in embarrassment, “Cui Xiao!”

    “What! Am I curious?” Cui Xiao protected the apple in his hand and said to Fu Xianling, “Good things must be shared together, do you understand? Of course, I will also share my future man with you…he size.”

    Fu Xianling covered her ears, blushed and said, “I don’t want to listen.”

    “Forget it, I originally planned to invite you to watch.” Cui Xiao said with regret, “It seems you don’t have this chance.”

    “…”

    Fu Xianling waited for her to chat for a long time before telling Cui Xiao that she and Yu Xiangxi had met three years ago, and her student was Yu Xiangxi’s sister.

    “What fate!” Cui Xiao sighed again, “How do you sing the lyrics? Fate allows us to meet in troubled times, but fate wants us to fall in love in times of crisis… You see, this is your fate and destiny.”

    After she finished singing, she handed Fu Xianling the apple core in her hand as a microphone and asked: “So, after talking so much, what kind of postures did you use last night?”

    Fu Xianling: “…Get out.”

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