The only SSSS-level fertility constitution in the entire interstellar space

Lu Yao held a glass of warm water, sipping it slowly, but her gaze involuntarily followed two figures in the kitchen.

Fu Ciyan cleaned the pots and pans with deft movements, the whole process flowing smoothly as if he had repeated it a thousand times.

Xie Linyu stood to the side, clumsily but earnestly washing the strawberries. Each plump, red fruit was carefully rinsed between his slender fingers, and he didn't mind the occasional water droplets splashing onto his rolled-up sleeves.

The warm yellow light enveloped this little space, making it exceptionally cozy.

Looking at the scene before her, Lu Yao felt a subtle tenderness welling up in a corner of her heart.

"The strawberries are washed." Xie Linyu put the drained strawberries into a fruit plate, turned around and handed it to Lu Yao. His blue eyes looked particularly gentle under the light. "Try them and see if they're sweet."

Lu Yao took it, picked up one, and took a bite. The sweet juice spread in her mouth: "Mmm, it's very sweet, thank you."

Fu Ciyan paused slightly while chopping vegetables, glanced at her sideways, and said nothing. He simply put the sliced ​​meat into the bowl to marinate, applying a bit more pressure than usual.

Xie Linyu took in her reaction, a slight smile playing on his lips. He then casually picked up a strawberry from the fruit plate in Lu Yao's hand: "Let me try it."

He naturally put the strawberry into his mouth, but his gaze remained fixed on Lu Yao's face.

Lu Yao lowered her eyes, pretending that she hadn't felt anything. Just as she was thinking of turning to go to the living room, Fu Ciyan's voice came: "Clean out the trash can, Xie Yingdi, it smells."

Xie Linyu's smile froze. He knew very well that Fu Ciyan was deliberately asking him to clean up the trash at this time!

You can't stand him being close to Lu Yao, can you?

Lu Yao then said, "You all go ahead with your work, I'll go to the living room."

After saying that, he quickly left with the strawberries in his hand.

Xie Linyu turned around and his gaze met Fu Ciyan's dark eyes. Only the two of them were left in the kitchen, and the delicate balance that had been maintained because of Lu Yao's presence was instantly broken.

"Is this interesting, General Fu?" Xie Linyu smirked, his tone laced with sarcasm. "You're even fussing over a strawberry?"

Fu Ciyan placed the bowl of marinated meat into the refrigerator, slowly wiping his hands without even lifting his eyelids: "I'm just reminding you what you should do. The trash can is full, and the smell is affecting your appetite. What, even a movie star like Xie can't do this little thing right? Do I need to demonstrate?"

"Don't give me that." Xie Linyu took a step closer and lowered his voice. "You know very well what I'm talking about, Fu Ciyan. Fair competition is fine, but resorting to these underhanded tricks only makes me think you have no class."

"Manners?" Fu Ciyan finally raised his eyes, his gaze deep and intense. "Xie Linyu, you're in my own home, fawning over my matchmaker. Do I need to talk to you about manners?"

He took a step forward, and the distance between them suddenly shortened, filling the air with an invisible sense of oppression.

"I allowed you to move in to put Yaoyao at ease," Fu Ciyan's voice was low but full of warning, "not so you could take this opportunity to overstep your bounds and understand your current position."

Xie Linyu's azure eyes narrowed dangerously as he met his gaze without flinching: "My position is not for you to define. As long as Lu Yao hasn't explicitly rejected me, I have the right to pursue her. General Fu, your possessive attitude is truly unsightly. Don't you know that the greatest virtue of a man is magnanimity?"

The two men were of similar height and had comparable presence, like two male beasts confronting each other on the edge of their territory, their gazes locked in a fierce battle in the air, neither willing to back down even a step.

Outside the kitchen, Lu Yao, holding a bowl of strawberries, peeked out briefly before quickly retreating back inside.

She sat on the living room sofa, her heart beating a little fast.

Although she couldn't hear what they were saying, she could feel the tension that was about to erupt from a distance.

She bit her lower lip, feeling a little confused. Were the two of them arguing?

Just then, Fu Ciyan raised his voice slightly, returning to his normal tone: "Yaoyao, bring me the napkins from the restaurant."

Lu Yao quickly responded, put down the strawberry bowl, and went to get a tissue.

When she reached the kitchen door with the tissues, the two men inside had already separated and were each standing on one side of the counter.

Xie Linyu was emptying the trash can, while Fu Ciyan was washing the cutting board.

The atmosphere seemed to have eased, as if everything she had just perceived was merely an illusion.

"Here you go." Lu Yao handed the tissue to Fu Ciyan.

Fu Ciyan accepted it and smiled gently at her: "Thank you."

Xie Linyu also looked up at her, his lazy smile returning to his face, as if the previous confrontation was just an illusion.

Fu Ciyan took a few tissues and wiped the cutting board clean, then said to Lu Yao, "You can wash your hands and eat now."

Dinner began in a deliberately maintained calm.

Lu Yao lowered her head and ate her food in small bites, occasionally glancing up at Xie Linyu.

She noticed that although he still wore his usual lazy smile, a hint of melancholy would flash in his eyes when he occasionally lowered them.

Fu Ciyan remained calm, as if nothing had happened, and occasionally served food to Lu Yao in an intimate and natural manner.

"What time are you going to the film set tomorrow?" Fu Ciyan asked Lu Yao, breaking the silence at the dinner table.

"I need to be at the film set by 8 a.m. tomorrow. You don't need to take me. I'll drive myself." She knew that if Fu Ciyan took her, she would be late for work.

Fu Ciyan paused in his act of picking up food, then looked up at Lu Yao: "Well, let me know in advance what you'd like to eat tonight."

"Okay." Lu Yao nodded.

The two were talking as if no one else was around, which made Xie Linyu, who was at the same table, swallow slightly and his knuckles turned white as he held his chopsticks.

He lowered his head and discreetly scooped up a spoonful of soup. The spoon hit the rim of the bowl with a crisp sound, which seemed somewhat out of place in the quiet restaurant.

Lu Yao and Fu Ciyan paused in their conversation at the same time, and both looked at him.

Xie Linyu raised his head, his face still bearing that lazy smile: "This soup tastes good. General Fu's cooking skills are getting better and better."

Fu Ciyan glanced at him indifferently and didn't reply.

Lu Yao smiled and replied, "Is that so?"

Seeing the undisguised praise for Fu Ciyan's cooking in Lu Yao's eyes, Xie Linyu, though reluctant to admit it, still smiled and nodded: "Very good."

Instantly, Lu Yao's smile became even brighter, a feeling of satisfaction from having her favorite things recognized.

Xie Linyu didn't look at her for long. He composed himself, lowered his head, and ate his food. He didn't want to know how much favoritism Lu Yao showed towards another man.

After dinner, Xie Linyu took the initiative to clear the table.

Fu Ciyan then pulled Lu Yao upstairs.

Lu Yao, who had originally intended to digest her food in the living room, was taken back to the room by Fu Ciyan. The moment the door closed, the man pinned her against it, but didn't kiss her immediately. Instead, he looked down at her intently, his eyes swirling with unreadable emotions: "Yao Yao, did anything happen between you and Xie Linyu at home today?"

Lu Yao's heart skipped a beat, and she blinked rapidly.

She hadn't expected Fu Ciyan to ask so directly.

Did you see something?

She looked up and met his eyes, those deep black eyes seeming to hold something suppressed.

Lu Yao's fingertips curled up slightly.

What should she say?

"Can't you tell me?" Seeing her silence and hesitation, Fu Ciyan couldn't help but move closer to her, his warm breath brushing against her cheek, their breaths mingling together.

He was so close that Lu Yao could see the suppressed undercurrent in his eyes. It was no longer his usual calm and tolerant demeanor, but rather a hint of unease.

Lu Yao felt as if her heart had been violently clenched.

She suddenly realized that Fu Ciyan was not as indifferent as he appeared.

Xie Linyu's existence, and the subtle entanglements between her and Xie Linyu, were constantly on his mind.

He seemed to generously allow Xie Linyu to get close to her, but in reality, his possessiveness and unease deep down never disappeared.

How could she take his tolerance for granted and assume that he didn't care at all?

"No, I just don't know how to say it." Lu Yao raised her hand and gently stroked Fu Ciyan's cheek. "He confessed to me today and made his feelings clear, but I didn't accept him. I told him to focus on getting better first. Dr. Gu also contacted me today to inquire about his condition, but I couldn't ask him personally, so I declined."

She paused, looking into Fu Ciyan's eyes: "Don't overthink it, I won't be during the matching period..."

"It's okay, Yaoyao. As long as it's your choice, I won't mind." As he said this, Fu Ciyan lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips. "But we also need to see if he has the ability to win your heart. And Yaoyao, you need to understand one thing: no matter who comes, I will not let go."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Ciyan deepened the kiss.

Originally, Lu Yao wanted to ask him what he meant by "not letting go" because of his words, but all her complicated and chaotic thoughts were disrupted by his forceful and passionate kiss, making it impossible for her to think.

They could only succumb to his influence.

Xie Linyu finished tidying up the kitchen and went upstairs. When he reached the corner of the stairs, he subconsciously glanced at the closed door across the way. Just as he was feeling relieved, the closed door began to tremble in his eyes, and then a faint sound could be heard.

Xie Linyu's body stiffened, then his face darkened.

Fu Ciyan, that bastard, never misses a chance to provoke!

Lu Yao felt like she was going crazy; she never expected Fu Ciyan to be here. She had been relieved that she didn't have to open the door today, but then…

She reached out and wrapped her arms around the man's neck, pressing herself against him, her voice broken as she pleaded, "No, not here, let's go to the bed!"

Fu Ciyan kissed her ear, his voice hoarse, and said, "To go inside, we need to open the door. Otherwise, how can we cooperate with Gu Jingxiao's treatment plan? Without enough stimulation, when will Xie Linyu recover?"

Fu Ciyan's words were so reasonable and well-founded that they were impossible to refute. Knowing that even through the door, Xie Linyu would still know what they were doing, Lu Yao felt so ashamed she wanted to curl up.