Young Master Fu’s Incredible Real Heiress

Shi Jin subconsciously raised his head and looked in the direction of his line of sight.

It happened to meet Fu Xiuyuan's clear and deep eyes.

He was coming out of the shower, and the towel he was wearing covered the lower part of his body.

The exposed chest and abdomen were covered with a thin layer of strong muscles that were visible to the naked eye. The texture was clear, and the water droplets that were not completely wiped off went along the direction of the muscles and did not enter the part covered by the bath towel.

Shi Jin's face suddenly became hot.

She had always known that Fu Xiuyuan's figure was very good, but she didn't know how good it was.

She's not a person who gets excited, but at this moment, she has to admit that she can't suppress the charming in her mind.

Thinking of this, Shi Jin immediately retracted his gaze and turned his head away.

Fu Xiuyuan pursed his thin lips slightly, reached out and picked up the bathrobe, put it on, and covered up all the beautiful scenery.

He knew that the memory left for her that time was too unpleasant.

He didn't expect it to be like that.

He cherished it for so long, never willing to touch her a finger, but he screwed things up that day.

Everything should take it slow, he can give her better.

Fu Xiuyuan sat beside Shi Jin.

"Shi Jin." His voice was both dull and gentle.

It was difficult for Shi Jin to suppress the thoughts in her heart. She turned around and said with a smile, "I have something for you."

"What?" Fu Xiuyuan's Adam's apple slipped and his eyes fell on her red lips.

"You'll know right away." When Shi Jin finished speaking, there was a timely knock on the door.

She got up to pick up the dining cart brought by the people outside, and pushed it in front of Fu Xiuyuan: "Mr. Fu, didn't you eat dinner well? I'll accompany you to eat again."

Fu Xiuyuan's eyes were deep as he stared at her and opened the silver dinner cover.

Inside are all the dishes and drinks she ordered with Ye Peiwen tonight.

Fu Xiuyuan's eyes were distant and his emotions were surging, he sat down in front of her: "Okay."

Shi Jin knew that he didn't eat dinner, and probably when he saw her and Ye Peiwen together, he lost his appetite at all, and even gave up his work.

Since he even ate Ye Peiwen's vinegar, Shi Jin certainly wouldn't miss this opportunity to water and fertilize the little sapling called "Security" in his heart.

Because they ordered the same dishes as Ye Peiwen, they didn't completely suit Fu Xiuyuan's taste.

There was even a dish that he never touched.

But after Fu Xiuyuan sat down, he seemed to be taking his time, but in fact he started eating slowly.

Even the dish he hated the most was not spared.

Shi Jin couldn't help laughing. He knew earlier that he shouldn't be so sincere and pursued the same thing in every dish.

Seeing that Fu Xiuyuan stretched his chopsticks towards the Houttuynia cordata that he always hated the most without frowning, Shi Jin smiled, raised his right hand and said, "I have this for you."

These words finally stopped Fu Xiuyuan's chopsticks.

What Shi Jin handed was a delicate little bottle, the water in it reflected a dazzling brilliance under the light.

"Yaolan I bought last time, the essence extracted. It can soothe the nerves." Shi Jin lifted the bottle cap, held Fu Xiuyuan's wrist, and tapped his pulse.

Her fingers were slender, extremely soft, and rested on his wrist, half-circle and half-grip.

Fu Xiuyuan's heart beat faster, his breathing became heavier, he sat up straight and stared at her with red lips.

"Okay. You can smell it." Shi Jin closed the bottle cap.