Xin Yi: "No, how could it be?"

She didn't know what she was nervous about. Looking at Fu Jiuqu's face, she felt inexplicably terrified, as if he had done something to offend Brother Jiu and felt guilty. He was obviously Brother Jiu, so he shouldn't be like this. But

For a long time in the past, the face of Ninth Brother in her heart turned into someone else...

Especially at this moment, when they were being honest with each other without reservation, she was even more flustered and short of breath, and her whole body felt as if it was about to burn.

"eleven?"

Fu Jiuqu lowered his head and breathed on her face.

"Open your eyes."

The man had just taken a shower, and his body was covered with water stains that had not been wiped off. His eyes were slightly closed, and there seemed to be a hazy and moist hot flash spreading all over his body...

This isn't the first time I've been close to him.

But Xin Yi's feverish heartbeat is no less than that of a wedding night with flowers and candles.

It must have been too long.

A blush appeared on her face involuntarily, and she looked at him with vacant eyes.

Xin Yi's face was already red and she didn't dare to look into his eyes.

"Can you go out first? I, I'm not used to it."

She was used to it before. When they were newly married, they indulged in the mountains and rivers. What didn't happen before?

Fu Jiuqu chuckled softly, turned around, pulled the clean robe on the wooden rack, and put it on his body. The thin fabric was soaked with water and stuck to his body semi-transparently, which made Xin Yi's eyes heat up...

Fu Jiuqu didn't seem to notice her expression. He lowered his head and tied his belt loosely around his waist...

The fine and clear skin on her body showed a kind of frightening power.

Xin Yi didn't dare to look down and closed his eyes, but his mind was extremely active.

It's strange that Fu Jiuqu didn't do anything, but it reminded her of a beast in a cage, ferocious and wild. Once the cage is opened and released, it will tear its prey to pieces and eat nothing.

Remaining...

She is the prey now.

"What are you looking at?"

Fu Jiuqu suddenly turned his head.

Like a caught voyeur, Xin Yi shrank unnaturally under the water.

"I, I just want to ask, will the scar on your body still hurt?"

Fu Jiuqu lowered his head.

She was referring to the scar left by the last surgery for a patent foramen ovale.

Fu Jiuqu: "It doesn't hurt. Others have hurt it for me."

Xin Yi felt that what he said was a bit unspeakably bitter, but she couldn't find any loopholes in it, which made her want to laugh but wasn't funny, and she couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

Fu Jiuqu saw her shrinking and smiled slightly.

"I'll go out first."

Xin Yi saw him turn around and said, "Brother Ninth..."

Fu Jiuqu: "I'm not angry."

"I don't mean anything else..."

"I understand." Fu Jiuqu stretched out his hand to touch her face, "I'll wait for you outside."

"I told you I won't be angry. Whoever is angry is a puppy...did you hear me?"

Her voice was a little different from usual, like a kitten's. It was so soft that Fu Jiuqu's body stiffened slightly, and he wished he could immediately take her out of the bathtub and execute her on the spot.

"When you come out, be careful that the ground is slippery."

Fu Jiuqu finished speaking calmly and walked away quickly.

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On the hollow cabinet shelf in the room, there is a framed table painting.

The painting is a baby's footprints with the word "Ti" on it.

"My son takes bath for three days."

"Yiwei Ji Xia was at Tianshui Pavilion, Yangzhou Prefecture, and Fu Jiuqu wrote it."

That was his handwriting, with full strokes and smooth flow. But he was very sure it was not his own hand.

Fu Jiuqu closed his eyes slightly, with a cold expression on his face.

What kind of person is that man? You can imitate his calligraphy exactly. Faced with him like that, what will Eleven do?

This is a nerve-wracking question.

Judging from Eleven's attitude towards him, she kept a distance from that man and nothing happened. However, he had already

There is a place in Shiyi's heart.

Eleven cares about him. Cares about him.

Even, I will miss him.

They have lived together for so long, and Shi Yi will never forget every detail. That is the past that he cannot touch. They are from the same world. In the world that Shi Yi talked about, everyone is equal, and good and evil are rewarded.

, so good, it is an area that he cannot touch...

Fu Jiuqu looked at the standing painting with absent-minded eyes.

He slowly picked it up, touched his son's small footprints with his fingers, smiled bitterly, and slowly put it back.

Boom! I lost my mind and the standing painting was not stable and suddenly slipped down...

The outer frame cracked, which startled Fu Jiuqu. He quickly bent down to pick it up, but his eyes were attracted by a piece of thin paper embedded between the calligraphy and painting and the frame.

The piece of paper was randomly sandwiched inside, and the handwriting on it was scattered and crisscrossed in a messy manner.

"I love you."

Only these four words.

I have written these four words countless times, over and over again.

I love you?

This is not the way Fu Jiuqu would express it, let alone what he wrote.

"I love you."

Was it written by him?

To Xiaobao? Or to Eleven?

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"Brother Jiu, what are you looking at?"

Xin Yi looked at the man's upright and gloomy back and asked softly.

Fu Jiuqu's fingers were slightly stiff and he casually took back the standing painting. He looked back at Xin Yi's wet hair and smiled softly.

"I accidentally broke this. I need someone to fix it tomorrow."

"It's okay." Xin Yi wiped his hair and walked over, took a look, smiled and said: "This is not broken, it's just that the iron piece on it has been pulled apart. Just put it back on again, I'll do it..."

This is a vertical picture frame designed by Fu Erdai himself. It is somewhat similar to modern hanging pictures. It has wooden frames on both sides and is connected with iron buckles. It is exquisitely made and easy to use.

He always has a lot of weird ideas. The knowledge of the science and engineering man gives him endless creativity and inexhaustible cognitive power in this era. He once said that as long as he wants to, he can change this

The technological development of the times...

But he didn't do that.

Xin Yi didn't know what changed his mind and he gave up the renovation plan, but he was willing to make and give to her some things that were useful and practical in daily life.

Fu Jiuqu watched her pack up the paintings and put them back, and glanced at her wet hair sticking to her face.

"I'll wipe it for you."

Xin Yi hummed.

Fu Jiuqu casually wiped her soft long hair and asked casually:

"Xiaobao, won't you sleep here at night?"

Xin Yi glanced at him, sat on a chair, and spoke lazily, softly and slowly.

"I asked the nanny to take him away, so as not to disturb you in your sleep. He always wakes up for a while at night and is very noisy..."

Fu Jiuqu: "No need for it in the future. I am his father, how can I be afraid of noise?"

Xin Yi turned his head and looked over, wanting to say something, but in the end he just smiled and nodded.
To be continued...