Suburb, in Fu Xichen\'s villa.

The morning sun came in through the window and lit up the whole house.

The fragrance of food wafted in the air, arousing people\'s appetite.

Fu Xichen came down from upstairs and looked at the thin figure in the kitchen. A trace of warmth flashed through his black eyes.

In such a large kitchen, women wear floral aprons, shawls and long hair tied behind their heads, and a strand of broken hair droops around their ears. The breath of the whole body is so soft and quiet, which makes people only feel that the years are quiet and good.

It\'s the life he wants.

There are beloved women, warm homes, breakfast made by lovers

"Ah Chen, are you up?"

Xia Ling turned around and inadvertently glanced at Fu Xichen standing at the entrance of the kitchen, quietly looking at himself.

Thinking of what my mother said to me last night, Xia Lingxing\'s eyes flashed slightly.

"Help me."

Fu Xichen hooked his lips and went to the kitchen to help Xia Ling take out the prepared breakfast.

Behind him, Xia Ling pursed her lips, "ah Chen, in a moment, my mother and I will move back."

In a word, Fu Xichen\'s footsteps were slightly stopped, and his happy mood immediately floated like a dark cloud.

Turning around, Fu Xichen asked, "why?"

"When he comes back, he will come and pester you. I don\'t want to give you any trouble."

Xia Ling crossed Fu Xichen and put the food on the table.

"I\'m not afraid of trouble, Lingling..."

"But I\'m afraid."

Xia Ling interrupted Fu Xichen\'s words, raised his clear apricot eyes and looked at him, "ah Chen, do you like me?"

Do you like her!

Fu Xichen\'s face was stiff, and a trace of shame after being seen through flashed behind his ears.

"Yes, Lingling, I like you."

Originally I wanted to find a suitable opportunity to confess again, but I didn\'t want to be seen by her.

That\'s good. He doesn\'t have to hide anymore.

"Ah Chen, you are a good man. I always treat you like... A brother."

He is Fu Yunting\'s younger brother. In her eyes, he is just like her own younger brother.

Although he is older than herself, she still regards him as her brother.

"Brother? Lingling, I\'m several years older than you."

Fu Xichen lost his smile and just wanted to touch his forehead.

"I know, but you are his brother, so in my heart, you don\'t think like my brother." Xia Ling looked at Fu Xichen and said.

Fu Xichen smiled slightly, "Lingling, do you still like my brother?"

Because he is Fu Yunting\'s brother, and she still loves Fu Yunting, so she treats herself as a relative?

"Whether I like him or not, I won\'t like you. Ah Chen, you should find a good girl to fall in love and don\'t waste time on me."

Xia Ling said it very well, because she didn\'t want to drag her feet.

Fu Xichen\'s heart ached for a moment, and a trace of embarrassment flashed on his face.

But it soon became clear.

"Lingling, don\'t be so full of words. Who knows what will happen in the future? The person you liked before was not my brother, was it?"

He knew that she still had feelings for Fu Yunting.

He will wait.

Before, the person she liked was Jiang Lingyun, but now she likes Fu Yunting.

Therefore, no one can control the emotional things.

He will wait until the day when she falls in love with herself.

Xia Ling obviously understood the meaning of Fu Xichen\'s words, and suddenly had a headache.

She seems very playful.

Like one after another.

But no matter who she liked before, the person she loves in her heart is still Fu Yunting.

She should never fall in love with any man again.