The ultimate teasing of a fishing beauty

Xia Yang spent a few days at home being very lazy.

During this period, my cousin Yu Chi took time out of his busy schedule to come over.

He was still worried about Xia Yang.

He also had no confidence that he could convince Xia Yang to give up Fu Xiuyan with just a few words.

She was afraid that her innocent, kind and precious little cousin would be seduced away by Fu Xiuyan when she wasn't paying attention.

Yu Chi suddenly attacked and went to Xia Yang's house. He felt relieved when he saw his precious little cousin staying at home obediently.

After repeatedly confirming in a roundabout way that he had not left the house, had not seen Fu Xiuyan, and had no contact with him, Yu Chi was completely relieved.

Seeing Xia Yang eating the food that Xia Yang liked specially brought for him, Yu Chi left with a smile on his face.

But as soon as he left the house, Yu Chi felt suffocated again. His little cousin was so outstanding, yet Fu Xiuyan wasn't moved!

His younger cousin had personally created an opportunity for Fu Xiuyan to meet him, yet this man was still so tactless! From childhood to adulthood, he himself had never received such special treatment from his younger cousin!

Fu Xiuyan actually didn't rush to please his little cousin? It was always his little cousin who wanted something, so how could anyone look down on his little cousin!

The more Yu Chi thought about it, the angrier he became.

So for the next period of time, whenever Yu Chi had work communications with Xu Che, he would always find opportunities to beat around the bush and make sarcastic remarks about Fu Xiuyan.

Xu Che initially thought that Yu Chi was unwilling to cooperate and was extremely worried. However, upon closer inspection, he found that Yu Chi was still doing his job cleanly and beautifully, far exceeding Xu Che's initial expectations of him, which made Xu Che even more confused.

However, Xu Che didn't have much time to worry about Yu Chi's attitude.

He has been very busy lately, busy buying new property for his boss.

After Xia Yang had been lazing around at home for a week, the doorbell rang for the first time.

Staying alone at home, I was used to the quietness. When the doorbell suddenly rang, Xia Yang's expression was full of annoyance.

It feels like one's territory has been suddenly invaded, and it is an instinctive resistance.

He was in the music studio on the third floor. He had just woken up from his nap and had been sitting here for two hours, with almost no output. Something flashed through his mind, but he couldn't grasp it.

So even though he had originally ignored the person who rang the doorbell, he was still feeling annoyed and so he simply turned on the video doorbell to see which unlucky person had come in at this time.

When Xia Yang saw the person in the video doorbell, he was slightly startled, then raised his eyebrows playfully: Here he comes.

Xia Yang looked down at the clothes on her body and was very satisfied.

He went to the elevator barefoot, casually put on a pair of slippers on the first floor, and went out to the yard to open the door himself.

Fu Xiuyan was wearing a dark handmade casual suit, standing tall and slender, waiting at the door.

Soon Xia Yang came out, and his cold temperament softened instantly.

But as the person got closer, Fu Xiuyan's brows became more and more furrowed.

Just like yesterday, he was wearing a white suit. But today, it was a thinner silk home suit. The neckline was wider and looser. Fu Xiuyan watched as the collar of his shirt slowly slid down as he walked, until his entire right shoulder was exposed to the air.

Xia Yang had just opened the door and hadn't said anything when Fu Xiuyan spoke first: "Aren't you cold?"

Xia Yang's beautiful eyes curved, and she chuckled, "Mr. Fu, does this have to be the first sentence you say when you meet someone?"

Fu Xiuyan thought of what happened at the bar door yesterday and felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

"Come in." Xia Yang stepped aside and invited Fu Xiuyan in.

Fu Xiuyan walked in, moved his fingers, and finally said, "Pull up the collar of your clothes."

Xia Yang seemed to have just realized it, looked down at his shoulder, and pulled it casually without any care.

But the fabric is too slippery. My right shoulder is covered, but after a few steps, the left one is exposed...

Fu Xiuyan coughed dryly, took a big step forward, and walked in front of Xia Yang.

"Why don't you put on some clothes before going out?" Fu Xiuyan asked after entering the living room.

Xia Yang threw herself into the sofa and curled up, then picked up a blanket and covered herself with it. Instead of answering, she asked, "Why is Mr. Fu here?"

He had expected Fu Xiuyan to come to him two days later than he expected. He thought Fu Xiuyan would come to see him within five days at the latest.

"Visiting new neighbors." Fu Xiuyan sat down opposite him casually.

Xia Yang hadn't expected this answer. He looked at Fu Xiuyan in surprise.

Fu Xiuyan explained: "I haven't been here before. The last time I came here, I saw that the environment and security were good. I just happened to need a place like this recently. And, what a coincidence..." Fu Xiuyan stared straight into Xia Yang's eyes: "It's right across from Professor Xia's house."

Xia Yang gave a vague smile. He had some impression of the previous resident across the street. He had just moved in and had made a big splash when he moved in, meticulously decorating his new home. It was obvious they were going to stay there for a long time. He didn't know what tricks Fu Xiuyan had used to transform his home in just a few days.

"Really?"

"Of course. This is a gift for our new neighbor. I hope Professor Xia will take good care of it in the future."

Fu Xiuyan handed over a very exquisite handbag.

Xia Yang reached out to take it. The bag was not big, and Fu Xiuyan's slender fingers seemed to have nowhere to put, almost grabbing the entire bag. When Xia Yang reached out to take it, she touched his hand without surprise.

"Thank you, Mr. Fu." Xia Yang took the bag and opened the package slowly.

Fu Xiuyan stared at Xia Yang's fingers, holding the black packaging bag, without blinking. Their fingers were cold, white, and delicate, each radiating a gentle, pampered sheen.

"My hands are a little cold." Fu Xiuyan said suddenly.

Xia Yang raised her eyes and glanced at him: "If Mr. Fu hadn't come to visit, I would have stayed at home, and maybe my hands wouldn't have been cold."

This sounds very rude.

only......

Fu Xiuyan didn't seem unhappy at all: "Don't go out next time. Just click the video doorbell at home."

Xia Yang wrinkled his nose as if he had been poked by something: "It's broken!"

Fu Xiuyan understood in his heart that this was because he was angry.