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Gu casually responded in a low voice and handed the umbrella in his hand to Fu Changye: "Put the umbrella away. I will take it and return it to others tomorrow."

The black umbrella was still dripping with water, making tiny splashes of water on the floor.

Fu Changye took the umbrella with his big hand. Looking at the familiar umbrella, he smiled slightly and said meaningfully: "Well, if you borrow someone else's umbrella, you have to return it."

Gu Suiran didn't realize what he meant. She felt a little cold now and walked straight through the old man.

Go to the bathroom.

The sound of running water soon came from the bathroom, and mist filled the room.

Fu Changye listened to the sound of water outside the bathroom and thought of Gu Suiran's wet appearance just now, as well as his reddish eyes and handsome eyebrows frowning in displeasure.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it and took a deep breath. The smoke was light and dimmed the man's cold and handsome face. pb

Fu Changye narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression darkened and a little cold.

He took another drag on the cigarette, stepped out of the room, and threw the half-burned cigarette into the trash can.

Gu casually took a shower, put on his home clothes and left the room. After taking a hot bath, the feeling of bone-chilling coldness in the afternoon seemed to have dissipated a lot.

"Little benefactor, come here and drink some ginger soup."

The man's low-alcohol and magnetic voice sounded. He looked over casually and saw three dishes and one soup on the dining table in the living room, with a bowl of cooked ginger soup at the end.

The soup is light yellow and steaming.

Gu casually pursed her lips and walked over to sit down. Fu Changye put the ginger soup in front of her and said softly: "Drink it."

Gu looked at Jiang Tang casually, raised his eyes and glanced at Fu Changye.

Fu Changye was looking at her.

She pursed her lips, looked away and only looked at the bowl in front of her, picked up the porcelain bowl and drank the ginger soup.

After finishing the ginger soup, Fu Changye served her a bowl of white porridge and some vegetables.

From start to finish.

Gu Suiran didn't say anything, and Fu Changye didn't ask why his little benefactor came back in such a mess.

The expression was as calm as the two people usually get along with each other.

Gu casually didn't pack up his things after dinner.

Before Fu Changye came, she mostly ate takeout, and other people would occasionally come over and cook a meal or two, which was very rare.

In the past few days since Fu Changye came, he has been cooking at home almost every day, so Gu Suiran has just become a hands-off shopkeeper.

After dinner, Gu sat casually on the sofa.

She felt a little depressed, so she took the remote control and turned on the TV. After turning on the TV, she lay back on the sofa with her eyes closed.

She turned on the TV and didn't watch it. She thought about nothing but wanted to make some noise in the apartment.

"Little benefactor."

Not long after Gu Suiran closed his eyes, a man's faint and deep voice came to his ears.

She felt a little uncomfortable now, and she didn't know it was because she was in a bad mood.

Still because of the rain, my head felt a little heavy.

The man's magnetic voice seemed to come from a far away place, and it was hard to hear it clearly.

Gu Sui opened his eyes lazily.

She was a little listless, like an eggplant beaten by frost, wilted, and her words were weak: "What's the matter?"