The cold and beautiful police officer raised his slender white hand, patted Jiang Xu's back, and asked with cherry red lips, "What's wrong?"
The slender and elegant man waved his hand, and then pressed his snow-white fingers against his thin lips, feeling a little uncomfortable, "It's nothing... go to my house, I'm going to make some dishes."
Fu Yue nodded, she had no objection.
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After entering the room, staring at the pair of cat paw slippers Jiang Xu gave her, the cold and serious police officer fell silent.
For such a cute thing, she is somewhat rejected.
But she finally put it on and walked slowly in front of Jiang Xu.
The young professor turned his head and saw Fu Yue's current appearance. He couldn't help laughing, his beautiful light brown eyes almost bent into crescent moons.
Then Fu Yue stared back quietly.
Jiang Xu could barely stop laughing, put his pale and slender fingers against the cherry red thin lips, and said softly, "It's very suitable for you, um... There's a word for it, the contrast is cute."
The police officer's expression was cold, and he just looked at him for two seconds, with no expression on his fair and beautiful face.
Then the young professor's laughter gradually dropped, and he touched his nose in embarrassment, "Well, I really don't have the talent for telling bad jokes."
"Do you have any taboos?" Jiang Xu asked gently.
The cold and beautiful police officer stared straight at him, propped his chin with his white hand, and then spoke out a sentence slowly.
"I want to eat spicy, spicy...anything, I'm not picky."
Jiang Xu froze for a moment, his light brown eyes froze for a moment, he thought for a while, his expression was a little tangled, and he decided to persuade Fu Yue.
"It's not good to eat spicy food at night, it will hurt the stomach."
Fu Yue looked over faintly, "But what should I do if I just want to eat?"
Jiang Xu: "...OK."
Looking at the busy man in the kitchen, wearing a sweater and an apron, the cool and beautiful police officer gradually smiled.
This professor is really a very gentle person...
It was a pleasure to get along with him.
Fu Yue is not a person with low EQ, she can naturally feel Jiang Xu's affection for her, and he always seems to be close to her.
But she didn't intend to break through the membrane.
Because ah... People and people are still the most comfortable when they first met, fresh and enthusiastic, hypocritical and romantic.
Lifting her dark and beautiful eyes, Fu Yue casually looked at the decorations around her eyes.
The minimalist modern decoration, exquisite and low-key luxury, just look at the painting hanging in the lobby, you can know its value.
His eyes froze.
The police officer's eyes fell on a cat not far away.
Well, a short-legged little fat cat curled up in a corner of the sofa.
The breed is estimated to be blue, white, and short. It looks cute, with big cheeks, soft and fat, and looks easy to pinch.
So, Fu Yue stretched out his sinful hand towards the innocent kitten.
Seeing the stranger rubbing itself, the cat didn't react at all, it just glanced at her, and then withdrew its noble and cold eyes.
Well, it is indeed an English short.
It is worthy of the nickname of Fat House.
The cold police officer stretched out his slender hand and snapped his fingers in front of the cat's eyes, "I'll listen to meow."
The cat turned its fat face sideways, and looked at Fu Yue with disdain.
Beautiful police officer: "..."
Jiang Xu, who had finished cooking, walked over and saw that Fu Yue was teasing the cat. He tickled the corners of his cherry red lips: "Does Teacher Fu also like cats?"
The police officer hummed lightly, then raised his eyes to look at Jiang Xu, and said expressionlessly, "Professor Jiang, I suspect that your cat has autism."
Jiang Xu: "??"