Sick Master Fu's little flirtatious tits are fierce and sweet

Wen Xiaorou pulled a delicate and elegant small suitcase into the yard.

Push open the creaking door and look around.

The girl's big watery eyes fixed on a corner of the courtyard, they were extremely bright.

There is a small pool in the corner of the yard.

Several white lotus flowers were planted in the pond.

The white and tender petals sway in the wind, bursting with fragrance, white as jade.

It is a rare coolness in hot summer.

Wen Xiaorou ran over with small steps and stopped by the pool.

The excited little face flushed.

"Nice to meet you."

"My name is Wen Xiaorou."

"I just came of age this year."

Staff: Barrage: Is she greeting Bai Lianhua?

The white lotus seemed to understand her words, and the snow-like flower swayed towards her.

Like nodding hello to a girl.

Standing under the scorching sun, Wen Xiaorou didn't feel hot at all, but had a bright smile on her face.

"We've been good friends since then."

"I'll water you every day."

A pool of white lotus flowers waved their waists towards her one after another, graceful and graceful.

Although there is no wind blowing at the moment.

Seeing this scene, the staff were stunned in surprise.

What's going on with her?

Talk to White Lotus?

What kind of new way of being a demon is this?

So weird! !

The bullet screen floated over like snowflakes.

[What is this white lotus doing!Make friends with plants! !Thankfully she figured it out!You're an idiot to think we'll like you just by being cute. 】

[Did she forget to take her medicine on the show today? Mental patients should be locked in the hospital. Why did she come out to scare people? 】

[I just hope she doesn't touch my brother, my brother is beautiful alone, so don't thank her. 】

[No offense intended, why do I think she looks pretty funny like this, she's so cute, haha. 】

Wen Xiaorou looked around the yard and found a bucket.

She ran over.

The bucket was very heavy, and she couldn't lift it after several attempts.

Fortunately, I found a plastic water ladle.

The girl scooped up a ladle full of water and poured it into the lotus water tank.

The few lotus plants that had drooped their leaves before straightened up immediately.

Vigorous up.

The girl ran back to the bucket and scooped up a ladle of water.

Her petite figure shuttled between the bucket and the pool, and cycled a dozen times.

At this time, it was noon, and the sun was scorching hot.

The temperature on the ground is as high as [-] degrees Celsius, and you can suffer from heat stroke if you don't do anything.

What's more, he kept running around with a water scoop weighing five catties.

The little girl was sweating profusely from the heat, and the light clothes were wet with sweat, and they were tightly attached to her body, outlining the girl's exquisite lines.

Staff: Don't know what she's doing.

The barrage painting style that was so violent before suddenly changed.

[Although I don't understand why she did this, I was a little moved by her persistent spirit, she... seemed to be saving the lotus. 】

【I am speechless.I just scolded her one hundred and eight sentences, and now I decide to shut up. 】

[The important thing is repeated three times, I am Wen Xiaorou's black fan, I am Wen Xiaorou's black fan, I am Wen Xiaorou's black fan, but I am always worried about her heat stroke, uh. 】

Fu Hongyun looked at the girl, her handsome face was extremely gloomy.

The girl was as busy as a spinning top, her fair little face was tanned red by the scorching sun, like a ripe tomato.

Sweat trickled down her cheeks and neck.

Fu Hongyun's hands were turned into fists, and the veins on the back of his hands were raised.

If this continues, she will suffer from heat stroke.

He walked to the monitor and said sharply, "Tell her to stop."

The director was shrouded in his tall figure, feeling that the surrounding atmosphere had dropped to freezing point.

Despite the scorching sun, he still shuddered: "Got it, Master Fu."

The director's panicked voice came from Wen Xiaorou's headset.

"Grandma, it's time to go inside."

"It's live!"

Wen Xiaorou walked towards the lotus vat with the water ladle in her hand, big beads of sweat flowed into her eyes, stung her so badly that she closed her eyes.

"Finish this scoop again."

The moment the water was poured into the tank, the girl let out a long sigh of relief, as if she had accomplished a great event.

She excitedly waved her hands at the white lotus flowers: "The water is full, you won't be thirsty anymore, I'll come and see you at night."

Several lotus plants shook their waists and nodded towards her.

The girl pulled up the suitcase again, hummed a little song and walked into the house.

Wen Qihan sat on a chair in the room, facing the fan.

Seeing her covered in sweat, she instinctively wanted to stand up, hesitated for a while, but still didn't move.

Hmph, don't think that if you pretend to be pitiful, I will feel sorry for you.

Wen Xiaorou sat in the corner obediently, holding a small fan in her hand to fan the wind.

Neither of the two paid any attention to the other, and the atmosphere was so awkward.

Wen Qihan raised his brows coldly.

She didn't even care about herself? !

This is not common sense.

In the past, Wen Xiaorou was like a pug, once he smelled it, he would move towards him.

But today she was surprisingly quiet.

She must be making up her mind again!

He won't fall into her trap!

The barrage was also surprisingly quiet.

Wen Qihan's fans were already ready to fight.

As long as Wen Xiaorou moved to Wen Qihan's side, they would attack immediately.

It was so torn that her own mother couldn't recognize it.

It now appears that they were overthinking.

Wen Xiaorou is as obedient as a little milk cat, her little face is bright red, and there is a smile on the corners of her brows and eyes.

Such a cute girl, they really can't do it!

The live broadcast was once fixed on the girl.

She was sitting on a small bench, fanning the wind obediently.

The black fans are in harmony.

About 10 minutes later, the director arranged for the next guest to enter.

It is Wen Manxin who has the aura of a heroine.

She was wearing a long green dress, her waterfall-like hair was loosely tied behind her head, her makeup was exquisite and fresh, her facial features were bright and gorgeous, and her gestures revealed elegance.

The heroine is the heroine, and even the way of entering the scene is different from others.

Others are pulling the suitcase, she is being helped by others.

She is in charge of beauty.

Entering the room, Wen Manxin pretended to be surprised the moment he saw Wen Qihan, "Brother!"

Wen Qihan stood up quickly, gave up the seat to Wen Manxin, and adjusted the fan to blow on Wen Manxin.

Although the two had known for a long time that each other would appear in the same variety show, they still exchanged pleasantries pretending not to know beforehand.

"Brother, I didn't expect that we could appear on the same show. I'm so happy."

Wen Qihan echoed with a smile: "Well, what a surprise."

"With my brother here, you don't have to be afraid of being bullied by others."

After speaking, he glanced at Wen Xiaorou.

Wen Xiaorou still smiled lightly.

I really want to eat this man in one bite.

Beside the fan, the brothers and sisters of the Wen family were chatting warmly and affectionately.

No one paid attention to the girl sitting in the corner.

The girl was excluded from the bustle, dusty and pitiful.

It's time for the fourth guest to enter.

He is a teenager of thirteen or fourteen.

The boy's handsome face still had baby fat, and he looked like a childish youth.

He is a member of the recently popular boy group.

He was about to walk into the screen when Fu Hongyun grabbed the boy's shoulders: "I'll come first..."

Xiao Yikai raised his head and looked at the man half taller than him: "Master Fu..."

Fu Hongyun nodded slightly and appeared on the screen.

The director was not given any opportunity to object.

He strode toward the house, pushed open the door, and stared straight at his girl.

Seeing him coming in, Wen Xiaorou's eyes were filled with joy, and she blurted out.

"husband!"

The man walked up to the girl, and glanced at the position of the fan with his narrow and sharp eyes.

Sitting next to the fan, the siblings trembled and got up in a panic.

"We're not hot, Master Fu, sit down."

Fu Hongyun pulled up the girl on the small bench and sat near the fan.

The bony fingers pushed the girl's wet bangs to one side, and picked up a small fan to fan the girl.

"Baby, it's too hot."

Wen Xiaorou felt the heat in her body relieved a lot as she blew a small cool breeze.

She smiled sweetly: "It's okay, it's a little hot."

Fu Hongyun took out a bottle of chilled watermelon juice from her bag and handed it to the girl.

The brothers and sisters of the Wen family stared wide-eyed.

Isn't the director not allowed to bring their own drinks!

This operation is foul!

They were about to raise objections when Fu Hongyun shot at them with a sharp eye knife.

The two fell silent.

Wen Xiaorou took a large glass full of watermelon juice and sipped it gently, feeling very comfortable.

She smiled softly at the man.

"My husband is so nice."