After Fu Pei finished filming, he was given a week's leave by the company. He didn't want to go back to Ming Zhi's house and delay his time with Fu Ting, so he took Fu Ting to his apartment.

As soon as the car arrived downstairs, he saw Cen Juan standing at the door of the apartment.

The man was dressed in a black shirt and black trousers, blending in with the night.

Fu Pei's face turned dark when he saw him, Cen Juan, what are you doing here?

Cen Juan walked over with his long legs, his eyes fell deeply on Fu Ting, and then he calmly withdrew his eyes and said lazily, Uncle Fu, long time no see.

Fu Pei glanced at him coldly, wanting to hear what he had to say.

Sure enough, Cen Juan's mournful voice sounded low, You only want to listen when you come back, so you know I really want to see you too.

Fu Pei's eyelids twitched fiercely, Oh, then you've seen it now, you can go.

It's reasonable, you can't favor one person over another. Cen Juan laughed slowly, Listen to me if you spoil me for a day, it's time to spoil me.

Fu Pei: I'm going to kill Cen Juan!

In the end, for the sake of Cen Juan helping to take care of Fu Ting, Fu Pei didn't drive him away and allowed him to enter the house.

When Fu heard this, he could only admire Cen Juan, coaxing her father into a daze.

*

In the evening, Fu Pei arranged for Cen Juan to rest in the downstairs guest room which is farthest from Fu Ting's room.

How could Cen Juan dare to speak, being able to live here is already a great kindness.

*

Outside the window, the moon is sparse and the clouds are deep.

Fu Ting lay on the warm blanket, feeling very comfortable.

The room she lived in was the brightest and largest room in the house. There was a balcony outside, and Fu Pei's room was next to the balcony.

Just when she was drowsy, she suddenly heard a slight sound from the balcony, and she immediately opened her eyes.

Fu Ting sat up slowly, grabbed the quilt and looked in the direction of the balcony, and soon a figure appeared in her sight.

! ! !

She was so frightened that she opened her mouth to scream, and the next second the figure rushed over very quickly, tightly covering her lips, and the palm of her hand smelled dry.

It's me! The man said, and the breathy voice fell in her ears.

Cen Juan!

Fu Ting pushed his hand away in shock, her deer-like eyes widened, and she spoke angrily, You are crazy, my father is next door, be careful not to be overheard by him!

The room was pitch black, with the moonlight shining through the window, Cen Juan stretched out his hand to caress the girl's outline, and smiled softly, Then let's keep our voices quiet.

Fu Ting said nervously, This is the second floor, how did you get up?

Cen Juan adjusted his posture, shrunk into Fu Ting's bed, hugged her softly, and pressed her against the back of her neck, feeling her fragrance, Brother is very powerful.

Fu Ting frowned, and said disapprovingly, You didn't climb up? The second floor is so high, you're going to die!

Well, don't die. The man's cold white and warm fingers scratched her lovely nose, and then pressed against her face, slowly touching the corners of her lips, and said in a hoarse voice, Just listen to it. .”

He started kissing her face and neck dishonestly again, which was very irritating. Fu Ting's eyes were red, and he grabbed his arm forcefully, Cen Juan! Don't kiss her anymore, this is my father's house, please restrain yourself.

Cen Juan held her hand domineeringly, looked at her delicately, his thin lips curved nicely, When your father comes back, you will no longer see your brother, why don't you let your brother fight for favor?

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