This Evil One Is From the Immortal Realm

My face is filled with joy and sorrow for you, but my heart is devoid.

- Night Dark Morning

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Night Xuan morning is not a person you are good to me, I have to give you something in return to feel comfortable. He had clearly rejected Fu Shiyu, so he felt comfortable at the moment.

It has to be said that Fu Siyu is a man who is very familiar with his family. He looks at the living room, which has been renovated and very different. There is also steak and pasta that Fu Siyu has just come out of the table. The colours are so full that he would not have any appetite. Even the evening Xuan, who doesn't like Western food, can't help but want to try it.

“Do you do this a lot?” Night Xuan asked surprisingly.

“I used to do it all the time when I was alone, but then less.” Fu Shiyu smiled and pulled the chair apart and sat across from Night Xuan, then smiled: “Try it, it's been a long time, but the level is still holding. ”

Faced with Fu Siyu's confidence, Night Xuan Chen said, “Cut, you are not afraid of the wind twist the tongue. ”

Fu Siyu smiled silently, but his eyes just showed Night Xuan morning to try it first.

Night Xuan morning was also polite, cut a piece of cattle discharge into the import...

Well, it's delicious, this guy's not bragging.

Fu Shiyu watched Night Xuan stop talking, just smiled, then picked up the knife and fork, and started enjoying a wonderful dinner at this time.

But just then, the door was knocked again.

Night Xuan morning frowned and was about to get up to open the door, but Fu Shiyu said: “Eat it, I'll open it. ”

Then, Night Xuan got up step by step and opened the door.

Outside the door, when Ling Tian planned to enter the password himself, the door suddenly opened. He immediately lifted his eyes, but when he saw who it was, his face immediately sank.

To avoid oil spills, Fu Siyu tied an apron, the sleeves of the shirt were held up higher, a pair of heads of household... the man's visual acuity, as if he were the owner of this apartment.

“... what can I do for you?” Fu Shiyu looked at Ling Tian, who almost pierced his hole, and asked politely with a smile.

This tone, as if it were an interrogation from a stranger whose husband was nagging the door.

Ling Tian did not speak. After a cold glance at Fu Shiyu, he was about to cross him and head towards the apartment.

But Fu Shiyu saw his intentions and immediately leaned against the door to block the way in. “We are eating," he smiled. "Mr. Ling must be reluctant to disturb us. ”

The words "we” bite heavily.

Ling Tian's face was darker, if not super self-restraint, he wanted to be beaten up by this guy when he said the first word.

“Who is it? ”

At this time, the voice of the Night Xuan morning came from far and near.

Ling Tianjing glanced instantly at Fu Shiyu, only to see Night Xuan in the morning with a plate, while “chattering” face, walking out.

Seeing the dawn at the door, Night Xuan was stunned, his face was immediately cut off by his subconscious. Ling Tian's eyes with a few late glances made Night Xuan's heart panic instantly, but he soon calmed down again, why should he panic?

I didn't do anything wrong with him...

“Can I help you?” Night Xuan swallowed the food in his mouth and asked Ling Tian slightly.

Ling Tian listened to his words like Fu Shiyu's earlier words. "Rubbing” in his heart created a fire of evil. His eyes were cold. "I have something to talk to you about. ”