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Chapter 537

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Shen Xi bit the straw of the milk tea and said in a small voice, "It means a heart."

Li Yuen looked at the little girl who lowered her head and bit the straw. She didn't dare to look at him, which made him feel better. He tapped the milk tea with his finger and said, "Don't bite."

Shen Xi cleared her throat and looked at him seriously. "So you can't make any gestures."

Li Yuen smiled and nodded. "I know, I won't make any gestures to others."

I will only make gestures to you.

Shen Xi felt that her face was a little hot. She continued to explain, "It doesn't mean anything else. It means that you can express your gratitude to those who support you, like you, and those who you want to thank. Song Wenye makes a heart gesture to thank the fans for their support."

Li Yuen laughed in a low voice. His magnetic voice was very sexy. "Okay."

The two people in the car had already started to eat breakfast.

The people at home were still repairing Milk Candy's cat tree.

Jin Yu asked Fu Qingxuan for help to move the cat tree to a spacious place in the yard. The cat tree was made of solid wood, so it was too heavy. He was in a wheelchair, so it was really difficult to move it.

Actually, this was the reason, but was it really the reason? He knew it wasn't. He wasn't in a hurry to repair the cat tree. He could move it when Li Yuen and Kunlun came back.

"Thank you, Young Master Fu." Jin Yu thanked him politely.

"You're welcome." After Fu Qingxuan finished speaking, he picked up a straw stick from the ground and played with Milk Candy. He didn't leave.

Jin Yu looked at him and smiled. "There are cat cans, cat food, and Milk Candy toys in the house. You can take them and play with it."

He was still a teenager. He was still a child!

"No need." Fu Qingxuan coughed awkwardly, threw away the straw stick in his hand, and watched from the side with a straight face.

Jin Yu took a nail and a hammer and tried to fix the loose shelf that was about to fall off.

Fu Qingxuan looked at him holding a nail in one hand and a hammer in the other. However, the wooden frame began to shake as soon as he moved. Obviously, this was not a job that could be completed by one person. He rolled his wheelchair forward and cleared his throat: "I'll help you hold the nail."

Jin Yu didn't expect him to come over to help. He shook his head and smiled. "No need. I don't want to hurt your hand."

It wasn't that he hadn't done this kind of carpentry work before. It was just that it was really difficult and inconvenient to do this kind of work while sitting in a wheelchair.

Fu Qingxuan didn't say anything. He just firmly took the nail and asked him, "Put it here, right?"

Jin Yu didn't want to dispel his enthusiasm, so he reminded him, "Hold it tight, don't shake your hands."

"Oh!" Fu Qingxuan responded obediently. Looking at the scene in front of him, his thoughts suddenly drifted.

He suddenly thought of his father. His father liked carpentry very much. Many of the furniture in the house were made by him.

Some of the toys that the brothers played with were also made by him. The small wooden horse, the Luban lock, the nine consecutive rings, the waterwheel, the pistol, and the crossbow were all well preserved now.

When Shen Xi and Li Yuen arrived at the door, they saw two people sitting in wheelchairs in the yard. They looked serious as they repaired the cat tree for Milk Candy.

Fu Qingxuan was holding a nail.

Jin Yu was holding a hammer and hammering the nail.

Then, she saw Fu Qingxuan's hand wobble for some reason.

Jin Yu's hammer was just about to hit the nail. It was too late for him to stop. The hammer brushed past his hand and scraped a layer of skin off the back of his hand.

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