Reborn As the School Hunk’s Dearest Daughter

Fu Pei tasted the wine, and suddenly there was a bad premonition in his heart.

He immediately called Mingzhi and asked what Mingzhi's drunken shrimp was made of.

Mingzhi replied, The names are all drunk shrimp, and of course they are made of red wine.

wine?

Fu Pei frowned.

Mingzhi thought that Fu Pei was greedy, and said cheerfully, Xiao Pei also likes to eat drunken shrimp, I'll get you some more from my mother, I'll give Xiao Ting most of it, if you want to eat it? , you can only wait for the next time.

! ! !

Fu Pei hung up the phone, his dark brows knitted into a ball, Fu Xiao listened to the amount of alcohol he poured, eating so many drunk shrimp would definitely get drunk.

Thinking of Fu Ting living with Cen Wan now, it's too dangerous to be alone!

Fu Pei was very worried, but he couldn't walk away now, so he called Fu Sixing.

Fu Sixing listened to his words and said indifferently, Don't be nervous, eat some drunk shrimp and you won't get drunk, and Xiao Jiu is not someone who takes advantage of others' dangers.

Fu Pei's eyes were deep, his Adam's apple rolled, and he said loudly, Go watch now, make sure Fu Xiaoting is okay and call me, or I will pick up Fu Xiaoting.

Fu Sixing immediately agreed.

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Fu Ting felt that the drunken shrimp that grandma gave was particularly delicious, and ate several of them on the way home.

But she kept in mind that sharing is a traditional virtue of the Chinese nation, so she specially took half of it home for Cen Wan to eat.

When she got home, there was no one on the first floor, and the study on the second floor showed a shadowy light.

Cen Juan is busy, his eyes are looking at the computer, his slender fingertips are typing on the keyboard, and his whole body is full of masculine charm that cannot be concealed.

Fu Ting walked in lightly, standing at the door looking at Cen Wan lovingly.

The man was wearing home clothes, his expression was lazy and sloppy, and he was inexhaustibly seductive.

Fu Ting stood for a while without seeing the other person looking up, so he deliberately coughed, Cough cough.

Cen Juan's fingertips on the keyboard paused slightly, and then continued to work as if nothing had happened, when Fu Ting didn't exist.

Cen tired.

Fu Ting couldn't help shouting and walked up to him, Why are you ignoring me!

Fu Ting stared at him, feeling a little angry.

The man looked up at her, and a beautiful neckline was lifted at the neckline, which was dazzlingly white under the light.

He said lazily, You call me brother, and I'll take care of you!

Fu Ting, You think beautifully!

Younger sister is beautiful. Cen Yan raised his fox eyes slightly, stared straight at Fu Ting's face, and said casually, Of course my brother wants to be beautiful.

Fu Ting, ...

She couldn't help rolling her eyes, threw the drunken shrimp in her hand in front of him, and said arrogantly, I ate half of the drunken shrimp that grandma gave me, and now I give you half.

Cen Juan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced down at the drunk shrimp, and suddenly let out a low laugh, his happy eyes raised, Listen to how you treat your brother so well today.

His Beijing accent is particularly pure, and the ending has always been lazy, deliberately lowered, and has a strong sense of Su.

Fu Ting suddenly felt a little embarrassed, turned his face away slightly, and said in a tight tone, Don't think too much, I just can't finish it.

This arrogant tone was exactly the same as that of Fu Pei.

Cen Wan picked up a drunk shrimp, peeled it elegantly, the red shrimp lining his cold white fingertips, there was a different kind of charm.

He licked his lips lightly, and the corners of his mouth evoked a proud arc, so flamboyant, he deliberately dragged his tongue with a smile, Um~

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