[Quick Wear] On strike, please don't disturb your ex

Xu Fanli nodded after getting the answer. She had been feeling a little uncomfortable these days due to illness, and got up more than an hour later than usual, but she didn't ask the man why he hadn't gotten up yet today.

She turned around and went to wash up.

After changing clothes and preparing to go downstairs, I found Feng Yusong sitting on a chair, still in his pajamas.

The man's gaze moved as she walked. Xu Fanli easily felt the gaze on her body. She controlled herself not to look in his direction and walked towards the door.

Feng Yusong felt unhappy when he saw that she didn't match clothes for him until he had washed and changed his clothes. In the past, she would take the initiative to do it without him asking. At the beginning, she even tied his tie, but she stopped after he refused. However, it was a must for her to match clothes for him and put them next to him every day when she got up. If he went to bed late at night and was afraid that he would not be able to get up in the morning, she would also match clothes for him at night.

From suits, ties, cufflinks, belts to watches, socks and leather shoes, all were matched by Xu Fanli.

He might not know where his things were, but she certainly knew.

Feng Yusong stopped the person who was about to leave, "Xu Fanli, clothes."

After hearing the voice, Xu Fanli's first reaction was to check if there was anything wrong with her clothes. After finding nothing wrong, she looked at the man in confusion, "What's wrong with my clothes?"

Seeing that the other person didn't realize it at all and was looking at his clothes instead, Feng Yusong pursed his lips and said, "My clothes."

Xu Fanli was stunned for a moment, looking at the pajamas on the man, and realized that she had not yet matched his clothes, so he asked her to choose clothes.

She has been sick these days, so let alone matching clothes for him, she doesn't go out and basically wears casual clothes herself.

It was impossible for Feng Yusong to wake up a patient early in the morning and then match clothes for him.

Fanli rolled her eyes inwardly, but her face remained gentle, "I was a little confused because of my illness, and I actually forgot to get you some clothes."

She walked past Feng Yusong and went to the cloakroom.

A gentle voice came from the cloakroom: "Are you going to the company or somewhere else today?"

When Feng Yusong heard that someone had forgotten, he thought that it was possible that she had just recovered from her illness, so it was possible that she was a little confused.

Thinking of this, the inexplicable unhappiness gradually disappeared.

Seeing that no one answered, Fanli walked out of the cloakroom and asked again: "...Yu Song, are you going out today?"

Feng Yusong replied: "I'm not going to the company, but I have a video conference."

He nodded, and soon Xu Fanli placed the selected clothes next to him.

Xu Fanli felt that the man might have gotten used to it. She remembered that he didn't like others touching him or his clothes before. He even looked indifferent and avoided her when she tied a tie for him. But now he even took the initiative to let her touch his clothes.

She just took a step forward, and then she thought of something, turned around, and said gently: "Anything else?"

Feng Yusong glanced at her, then looked away, his face cold, "No more."

"Then I'll go downstairs first."

This time the man didn't answer. He stood up and went to change his clothes.

*

I have been sick these days, so the progress of the draft has been delayed. I have to go out in two days, so I need to catch up on the progress of these series of paintings. Fortunately, I have already thought of the ideas in the past few days, and all I have to do is start writing.

She didn't go to the studio often. She just told them about the arrangements and didn't care about anything else.

In the afternoon, Xu Fanli went to the studio and told people not to disturb her unless they had something to do.

I didn't eat much at night.

Feng Yusong came back in the evening. It was dinner time when he came back. Since he had said in advance that he would come back for dinner, the dishes were served soon.

Aunt Jing watched the servants bring up the dishes, and said to Feng Yusong, "Madam has been in the studio all day. She must have been sick for the past few days, so she has been painting all the time and didn't eat much for dinner."

There was worry in her tone. She wanted to ask the lady to eat more, but the lady said she was full and had the food taken away.

After hearing this, Feng Yusong knew some information.

Xu Fanli has already eaten tonight and will not come again.

Also, she eats very little dinner.

She had been painting in the studio, maybe she was inspired. This had happened before, when her aunt and the servant asked her to eat but she refused to listen and just told them not to disturb her. Later, Feng Yusong called her and she came out to eat. Sometimes Xu Fanli went to bed later than Feng Yusong, but as long as Feng Yusong appeared at the door of the studio, she would follow him back to the bedroom to sleep without him saying anything.

Feng Yusong didn't understand art, nor did he understand why he would forget about eating and sleeping when these so-called artistic inspirations came.

What he knew was that Xu Fanli listened to him.

This is very certain.

Since she was unwilling to eat properly, he would go over there. After all, he didn't want to see her sickly and fragile appearance. Also, she was very thin and he couldn't feel much flesh when he hugged her.

He had heard from Aunt Jing many times before that the Madam ate very little, but Feng Yusong didn't care much about it. At most he would say to Xu Fanli: You are too thin, eat more.

Sometimes I would add: Otherwise, my parents would think I am not treating you well and would not even give you food to eat.

Seeing that the last dish was ready, he waved his hand to let the servants waiting on the side leave without opening the lid. He stood up and said to Aunt Jing beside him, "I'll go take a look."

Feng Yusong went to the studio to find her, and she was concentrating on painting.

"Knock, knock, knock." The door was knocked rhythmically, but Xu Fanli was immersed in painting and didn't hear it.

The man outside the door knocked twice again, and when no one answered, he pushed the door open.

He walked towards the person who was concentrating on painting and stood beside her.

"Xu Fanli, let's go eat."

Xu Fanli didn't notice the sound of the man approaching until she heard a sudden voice and then looked up.

Seeing that it was Feng Yusong, Xu Fanli was a little surprised, and then replied: "I have eaten."

After saying that, she continued to paint with her head down. Her painting was particularly smooth today. A painting that usually takes her several days to complete is now almost done. She didn't want to interrupt her train of thought and idea, and it would probably be impossible to think about it tomorrow.

Feng Yusong rarely saw Xu Fanli focusing on something and ignoring him. As long as he was there, no matter who was there or how important the other things were, she would only have eyes for him.

Her priority will only be him.

This was the first time that Xu Fanli ignored him and did other things, and her eyes would be on other things or people.

It was as if he was no longer her first choice, no longer the most important person to her.