Chapter 737

From that day on, Xie Yu really began to cook for Fu Yunsheng three times a day.

Perhaps because he hadn't eaten for a long time, Fu Yunsheng thought Xie Yu was doing a good job. He even began to like eating a little bit.

Xie Yu had many flowers in the yard and planted vines on one side. Although the grape vine had not yet produced grapes, it had already grown full of green leaves.

Xie Yu poured water for them with a small kettle and stood in front of the grapevine, looking at them with a smile. "It shouldn't be long before we can eat grapes."

Fu Yunsheng sat motionless under the tree. On the wooden table beside him, there were all kinds of snacks and cut fruits and melons.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the smiling Xie Yu. He couldn't figure out why he could get used to the life outside Yunze mountain so quickly.

He ate three meals a day and ate on time. When he went out on the street, he even bargained with the peddlers just like ordinary people. How long did he really live like an ordinary person.

Who would believe that he is a genius in the field of cultivating immortals and the pride of yunzeshan.

Just as he was looking at Xie Yu's wishful thinking over there, the man had put down the kettle and came quietly.

He squatted down in front of him, showed him his dirty hand, opened his lips and said with a smile, "I've paid too much for this grape."

"When they grow out, you must say they are delicious."

Fu Yunsheng lowered his eyes, slowly stretched out his white hand, took out a piece of dim sum from the plate on the table for him, and sent it directly to his mouth. His voice was gentle and casual, "HMM."

Xie Yu's eyes brightened. Instead of reaching for his hand, he directly raised his head and opened his mouth, rolled the dessert in his hand into the mouth, and nodded with satisfaction, "sweet ~"

the sun shone from the tree and fell on them. Fu Yunsheng patted his hand gently, patted off the cake crumbs, raised his chin with a white hand, and looked down at the man squatting in front of him, "Xie Yu," he said thoughtfully

The man squatting in front of him raised his eyes

Fu Yunsheng's eyes are tiny, his black eyes are matchless, and his voice is deep and attractive. "I want to eat fish at noon today."

"Well?" Xie Yu's mouth was stained with a little cake crumbs. He raised his eyes, with a trace of loss in his eyes. His dirty hands were still spread out in front of him, "eat fish?"

The cool white knuckles brushed his chin and wiped the pastry crumbs from the corners of his mouth naturally.

His fingers were cold, but hot.

"Well, I want fish."

He repeated it again, as if bewitching.

Xie Yu raised his eyes and looked at him. His eyes were a little lax. Then he nodded and said, "OK, I'll do it for you at noon."

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after he bought the fish back at noon, Xie Yu became sober.

Since they lived here, he has been very kind and considerate to Fu Yunsheng. However, Fu Yunsheng's affection for him is not long, and it seems that he will never increase.

Xie Yu, holding the knife in his hand, suddenly laughed and thought he was ridiculous.

How could he have such an idea?

How can his popularity never rise? When does he feel so insecure about himself.

Xie Yu cuts the fish into pieces with his head down. He moves a little at the end of the chopping process. However, his popularity has not risen, but why does he always seem like it is... Close to him.