The Rebirth Group's pet little flirt

Fu Shiyu lowered his eyes and smiled lightly, but was taken aback by the girl's calm words.

Could it be that the girl is hiding her secrets and actually possesses a good talent?

It was she who invited a helper to fight Nan Yuli.

What exactly is it?
Maybe this scene may not be what he imagined at all, and he can make it clear by talking about it casually.

"Shi Yu, just wait and see." Nan Zhixin added.

Fu Shiyu's pupils lit up, as if he had a power source suddenly: "Did you ask someone for help?"

"Can you help me with this kind of thing?" Nan Zhixin turned his eyes to look at Fu Shiyu, and said in a deep voice, "Shiyu, I'm going to participate in the competition tomorrow, can you lend me a guzheng to use. "

Guzheng?

Although Fu Shiyu didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in this girl's gourd, he would always finish what she wanted to do in the first time.

Love her into a devil.

Those brothers always used the word lunatic to describe him.

He's not in love, but just bewitched by Nan Zhixin.

And moths to the flame will keep moving forward.

"I'll borrow it for you." Fu Shiyu got up and left.

Nan Zhixin reached out and grabbed his sleeve, her eyes fell on the hot pot in the middle, calmly: "Don't you eat hot pot?"

"I've never liked these, you can just eat them yourself." Fu Shiyu picked up his coat and went to borrow a zither for his girl.

Before leaving, he was in a bad mood, and his eyes were lazily looking like scattered spots of light on the surface of the lake.

"Don't eat too much, get angry, don't cry in front of me!"

Nan Zhixin cast a bitter glance at the slender figure who walked out of the room with his coat in his arms.

She saw that figure disappeared without a trace, and then she held the chopsticks and ate heartily.

Feeling while eating.

"Wow, it's delicious."

She even suspected that it was a pot of soup that Shi Yu brought back from the hot pot restaurant.

After eating, the servant tidied it up. She stroked her belly, lay on the chair, and stroked it gently with her fingers.

In the future, I still need to control my appetite, otherwise I will definitely gain weight.

ding ding.

The phone vibrated, and Nan Zhixin's logged-in avatar flashed.

Brother Zhizhi told her the meeting place and asked her to go there immediately.

【Are you in a small manor for both refined and popular tastes? 】

[Well, the environment here is quiet, it would be great to see you here. 】

At this moment, she suddenly felt that she was very lucky. If Shi Yu hadn't been there to borrow a guzheng for her, she might not have time to sneak out and meet the seniors at the December Night Club.

【I'll be there soon. 】

She got up, went upstairs, and after some dressing up, Nan Zhixin became the little meow back then, even wearing a human skin mask.

Of course, it is made by special potion, just like changing face, it is natural.

No one will find out that she is Nan Zhixin.

With Xiaomiao's unique voice, she yelled outside the specific box.

"Brother, I finally saw you—"

Entering the room with a smile on her face, the man sitting on the wicker chair in the middle suddenly raised his chin and stared at her.

Fu Shiyu suddenly felt a little weird, although that face was not his little girl's.

But he always felt a little strange.

Why is this woman's height and figure so similar to my girl?

Could it be that she was pretending.

In the chaebol group, changing faces of the ever-changing goblins is commonplace.

It seems that Zhixin has worked hard.

Fu Shiyu stared at Nan Zhixin several times, lowered his eyes slightly, and cooperated with her disguise.

"Zhizhi, is this the young lady you mentioned who has great talent?"

Zhi Zhi nodded gently: "Yes, although she has only studied for a few short months, she is extremely talented and can play the Guzheng very well."

Please, please, stop being a fart and save yourself some face.

Who would have thought that the senior brothers next to him, who were always unwilling to lag behind, praised and said: "You don't know, Shi Yu, Xiao Miao's guzheng is very good."

Together with other friends, Zhang Liang spared no effort to praise his little junior sister.

Among relatives, whoever is promising likes to compare.

Apparently, their cheesy ones are no exception.

"Xiao Miao, come here when the time comes." Zhizhi raised his hand, calling Nan Zhixin to go over.

Nan Zhixin felt her feet were stuck in the living room, and she seemed unable to move.

Fu Shiyu looked at the girl's dazed look, exactly the same as Zhixin, and his mood became even more excited.

As soon as he slapped his knee with his palm, he laughed, "Don't scare people."

Scared, as for what?

The sofas on both sides were all taken up, and there was only one seat next to Fu Shiyu.

Brother Zhizhi didn't know that Nan Zhixin had a special relationship with Fu Shiyu, so when he was called over, Nan Zhixin didn't even have a chance to talk back.

Fu Shiyu raised his eyelids and glanced at Nan Zhixin.

At this moment, the little girl was wearing an egg yolk suspender skirt, with two braids and orange curly hair.

Looking at that attractive but not stunning face, it is probably a disguise.

"Come and sit, Miss Xiao Miao." Fu Shiyu crossed his long legs, patted the chair next to him with one hand, and signaled Nan Zhixin to sit down.

Nan Zhi looked around, feeling nervous.

"Why, Ms. Xiao Miao thinks that I'm a tiger who can eat people?" Small flames shot up in Fu Shiyu's pupils, and Nan Zhixin obviously felt his fingers were burned.

Hey, bad luck.

God really wants to test her.

At that time, I remembered a sentence.

When a man is given a great task from heaven, he must first suffer from his will, exhaust his muscles and bones, starve his body and skin, and empty his body.

In order not to be seen through by the other party, Nan Zhixin moved carefully, walked to the chair next to her and sat down.

Fu Shiyu's eyes were still on Xiao Miao's body, he turned his face sideways, lowered his eyes, and suddenly found the mole on her ear.

She was very small, but he couldn't hide it from him who knew the little girl well.

Fu Shiyu personally ordered a cup of oranges for Nan Zhixin.

Nan Zhixin looked at the oranges handed to him, and grabbed the hem of the skirt with his fingers, neither accepting it nor not accepting it.

She felt that she was so good at dubbing, but when she saw Fu Shiyu, she forgot how Xiaomiao communicated with everyone.

"Xiao Miao, what's the matter with you?" Mr. Wen Run saw Nan Zhixin's panic, and was a little puzzled.

Fu Shiyu answered for her: "I think Miss Xiao Miao is guilty of something."

"Guilty? Ha, Shiyu, don't talk nonsense. Little Miao hasn't done anything bad, so why are you guilty?" Zhizhi couldn't understand what Fu Shiyu meant, so he couldn't help but ask back.

Fu Shiyu was calm, with cold eyes: "This guilt is not that guilt."

"What do you mean?" The others also replied.

Nan Zhixin smirked desperately: "Oh, I haven't seen my seniors for a long time, I'm shy. And" she met Shi Yu's gaze playfully, "And Xiao Miao saw this gentleman. He thought he was so handsome. .”

puff.

Several people next to him laughed out loud, and some were still sighing.

"Little Miao, brother, it's okay to say. Don't even think about Shi Yu, he already has an owner."

Fu Shiyu had nothing to say because the girl was famous and her husband had a master.