d tell at a glance that the young man's hands had no calluses, each finger slender and beautiful. His gaze lingered on them for a while before he withdrew his sight.Ning Shu put down her pen. This bod...He raised an eyebrow slightly, taking in the person before him with a nonchalant glance. Then, in a voice that was barely above a whisper and held a hint of indifference, he asked, "What's your name"

Ning Shu took a deep breath, making sure that Fu Yu in front of her didn't recognize her.

He clearly had the same face as Fu Yu.

The look, even the details, are exactly the same. Are these really twins

If so, why did the Fu family only make one heir public Fu Yu is the only son and the only heir of the Fu family.

"Ning Shu."

He pursed his lips slightly, replying as he helped tend to Fu Yu's wound across from him.

Fu Yu curled the other hand slightly, his deep eyes lowered, half-staring at Ning Shu, with an emotionless coldness and aloofness: "Are you familiar with me"

Ning Shu didn't know how to answer that question. He grasped Fu Yu's hand, cautiously.

Fu Yu's hands are beautiful and slender, much larger than mine.

The other party had once stroked his head with this hand. Remember the URL.

Slightly tucked behind the ears.

He thought about it for a moment, feeling that the two hands were roughly the same, not much different. But Fu Yu seemed to have no memory of anything. Should he tell them about their relationship

Ning Shu hesitated for a moment, then chose to selectively lie: "We've known each other for over three months."

Fortunately, Fu Yu on the opposite side saw that he had bandaged himself up and just retracted his hand, then moved it a little, and didn't ask about anything else.

But he merely raised an eyebrow, his thin lips uttering a single sentence: "I'm hungry."

Ning Shu paused slightly.

Her expression was a bit lost.

I didn't quite understand why Fu Yu suddenly said that.

While Fu Yu on the other side, taking advantage of his height, lowered his head and said in a deep, slightly agitated tone, "I'm hungry, didn't you hear me"

Ning Shu took another deep breath, finding it a little... hard to accept such a huge difference from Fu Yu.

Although Fu Yu used to be elegant, aloof, and dignified, he always chose to respect Ning Shu in everything he did. This included the way they spoke to each other, always using a tone and range that made Ning Shu feel comfortable.

But he now couldn't tell, looking at this Fu Yu in front of him, if it was really Fu Yu.

Ning Shu could only say, "…Do you have any ingredients here"

Fu Yu walked over, towering at 1.89 meters tall.

He yanked open the refrigerator with one hand, then frowned and lifted it, glancing at him: "Have a look yourself."

Fu Yu did not hide her expression; her thin lips curled into a slightly cold arc.

Ning Shu walked over and took a closer look.

I found that all the food in the refrigerator was moldy.

There are still some potatoes, all with long sprouts.

It looks like a fuzzball.

He fell silent for a moment, then asked with some difficulty, “How long has it been since you last opened the fridge”

Fu Yu heard this, his eyes seemed to darken for some reason.

It looks a bit eerie and unsettling.

The voice carried an almost imperceptible chill: “Probably three or four months.”

Ning Shu finally understood why these foods could still get moldy even in the refrigerator.

There was also an indescribable stench.

He had no choice but to say: "You clean out the refrigerator, I'll go see if there's anything for sale nearby."

Fu Yu, however, said: "There's none nearby. There's a supermarket one kilometer away. What do you want to buy"

Ning Shu said, “What do you want to eat”

Fu Yu didn't speak, just walked away.

Ning Shu looked at the refrigerator and began her cleaning.

He bagged all the trash and then wiped it clean.

...but I didn't expect that.

A voice came from outside the door.

Fu Yu is back.

Ning Shu looked at the time, he always felt that the other party hadn't been gone for a few minutes.

Fu Yu walked over and directly threw the bag onto the table.

Ning Shu looked at the things in her bag.

Some things are speechless.

Fu Yu followed his gaze and lowered her eyes slightly, her voice flat: "I'm hungry."

Ning Shu understood his meaning, it was probably that Fu Yu was just too hungry. So she simply went to buy some noodles and a few eggs nearby.

He sighed and then began to roll up his sleeves, saying seriously, "Are you testing my cooking skills"

"I don't cook often."

Fu Yu ignored him, just sitting there, her eyes fixed on him, as if contemplating something.

Ning Shu: “...”

He started using kitchen utensils, pots and pans.

Everything you need here, like oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar.

Ning Shu made a bowl of, very, very ordinary egg noodles.

Considering Fu Yu's large appetite, he made a similar amount.

Ning Shu didn't know that he was making noodles with his back to Fu Yu.

The other person was also looking at him.

The boy is not short, he is about 5'9" but not quite 5'10".

Her skin is very white.

He looks flawless, but most boys have some flaws. Like maybe one spot is a little darker.

And not only was Ning Shu's neck white and tender, but her legs and arms were probably the same color when she took off her clothes.

Fu Yu saw that the other party's fingers were slender, white, and delicate. Their exposed wrist was also like that.

He glanced at Ning Shu's legs.

It's a pity that he is wearing long pants, so we can't see.

Fu Yu retracted his gaze, he stared at the boy's back, wondering what relationship he had with "himself"

Would " oneself" make friends like thisthere are many strange smells on my body. I'm afraid Secretary Ning will dislike it..." 。Ning Shu's eyelashes trembled, then she was picked up by the other person and brought into the bathroom. 。Qi Ju...