The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 299 President brother, don’t be too cold (36)

   Fu Xiuze's originally stiff arm slowly relaxed.

  Fu Wanwan didn't even notice that there was something wrong with her brother, so she still condemned with righteous indignation.

   "Brother, I can't make Qinghuan continue like this. Although there are so many people who do not marry, it must be because Qinghuan likes to be single. It is not that our Fu family can't afford it."

"But she was obviously injured by a scumbag. It is most undesirable to be single so eagerly. I think it is necessary to find out the man who refused Qinghuan and beat him to give Qinghuan out of anger. For this It's least worthwhile for people to waste their time in choosing a mate."

  "……"

  Fu Xiuze heard Fu Wanwan chattering and scolding herself like this, and his psychology was as complicated as knocking over a five-flavored bottle.

  The man looked very embarrassed. He sent Su Qinghuan to the guest room and asked Mother Wang to take her away.

  Fu Wanwan still looked angry.

   "Brother, why are you not angry? Although I know that you are always cool, but this is after all about Qinghuan's lifelong happiness, you should say something."

   Fu Xiuze glanced at Fu Wanwan lightly.

  "What do you want me to say? Let's condemn scum with you... others?"

  Fu Xiuze really couldn't say the two words for scumbag.

  How can you scold yourself like this.

  Fu Xiuze is not a scum, if everyone who likes him must respond, wouldn’t he use up his time every day?

  ……

  Fu Wanwan saw that Fu Xiuze was so calm, and she would forget about it. At this moment, she seemed particularly annoyed.

   "Brother, I really don't like you like this. Anyway, you can be considered a happy elder."

   "I am a peer."

  Fu Xiuze, seeing that Fu Wanwan insisted on raising her seniority, quickly denied it.

  "...Oh, the eldest brother is like a father, even if there is no blood relationship, but Qinghuan has come to our house for a few years, you will not bear her being cheated by others, right?

  Seeing Fu Wanwan repeatedly trying to buckle him, Fu Xiuze frowned and subconsciously responded.

   "That person has not deceived her."

   "......???"

  Fu Wanwan then reacted.

   "Let me go, you say that, how do I feel that you know who Qinghuan likes?"

"knowledge."

  Fu Xiuze was afraid of Fu Wanwan's questioning, and he paused for half a second and quickly added: "I guessed too, you know that person."

  "……"

  Having been doing it for a long time, it was just my own brain to make up.

  Fu Wanwan was a little dismissive, but in terms of IQ, Fu Xiuze really crushed herself far.

  Fu Wanwan spoke tangledly.

   "Who would it be? Brother, is that guy handsome? Is he good? What is his personality?"

"Okay."

  Fu Xiuze is not a boastful personality. He pondered for a moment, for fear that Fu Wanwan would label him another scumbag for betraying the little girl.

   "That man is not what you think, nor has he played with Qinghuan's feelings. Don't guess, you can only say that you have personal fate."

  ? ? ?

  This is too confusing, right?

  Fu Wanwan couldn't think of who Su Qinghuan's quiet and quiet personality would like.

  And I would rather give up Qin Zilang's pursuit, but also buy the man drunk.

  Sometimes there is a certain blind spot in the human brain circuit. Fu Wanwan first excluded the Fu family from Su Qinghuan's crush. Naturally, she never thought that the man she had been scolding was right in front of her.

   "Brother, please be clear! Tell me who the man is!"

   Fu Xiuze waved his hand casually.

   "If you want to know, just ask Qinghuan yourself."

  Is this ball push move so fun?

  Fu Wanwan squatted aggrievedly. Seeing that Fu Xiuze had gone far, she didn’t get entangled in the end.

  There is no point in catching up at this time.

  The girl sighed.

  Secretly prayed for Su Qinghuan to get out of the pain of love failure as soon as possible.

  ……

   When Su Qinghuan woke up the next day, she only felt a splitting headache, and the feeling of a hangover also paralyzed her nerves, making her feel that her limbs were a little unstretched.

  The girl went downstairs after washing, she rarely saw Fu Xiuze and Fu Wanwan both having breakfast downstairs.

   "Qinghuan, are you up? Good morning!"

  Fu Wanwan waved a silver knife and fork, and joyfully raised the sandwich in her right hand to Su Qing.

  "Good morning sister Wanwan."

  Su Qinghuan smiled at Fu Wanwan and nodded, and then when she saw Fu Xiuze having breakfast at the Fu’s house, she felt a little numb in her scalp. There must be a demon if something went wrong.

   "Brother Fu...good morning."

  This mortal body is in the way.

  Su Qinghuan really can’t remember what she did last night.

   But to say that there is no impression at all, it is too ridiculous.

  Su Qinghuan vaguely remembered that she seemed to be entangled with Fu Xiuze, and she seemed to have run into Butler Li in the middle.

  The most terrible thing is.

  Why does her mouth hurt so much?

  It feels as sharp as if it hit something hard.

   "Tong'er, shouldn't I do anything shameful to Mr. Fu yesterday, right?"

"you guess?"

   "I don't guess! Tong'er, don't cheat me at the critical moment, okay?"

   "I didn't cheat you. You drank the wine yourself. What you say is so strong and courageous. It's normal to have a quiet personality through drunkenness. Why is this pot buckled on my head now?"

   "Good tonger, then you can tell me quietly, I didn't tune in yesterday, did you play Fu Xiuze?"

   "Unfortunately, you guessed wrong."

  "……"

  Su Qinghuan chuckled in her heart.

  She really molested Fu Xiuze?

  It seems to vaguely feel that someone did her gentle makeup removal last night.

   and it looks like Fu Xiuze's hand.

  So... here comes the most important question.

  Who bathed and changed her clothes yesterday? !

Oh my God……

  Su Qinghuan thought of this deadly blind spot, only to feel a fever at the tip of her ears.

  ……

  Fu Xiuze saw Su Qinghuan coming, and seeing the girl a little embarrassed to look at him, like a schoolboy doing something wrong, the man was amused.

   Fu Xiuze's ink pupils gradually became deeper, and the man nodded at the little fox.

   "Come on, Ma Wang has cooked your breakfast porridge."

  "……"

  Does this still have to sit next to Fu Xiuze?

  Su Qinghuan wanted to sit next to Fu Wanwan, but when she saw the delicate ones on Fu Xiuze's left hand, she could only cry in her heart.

   "Thank you Brother Fu."

  The girl sat down beside Fu Xiuze.

  Thinking about who was washing her yesterday, Su Qinghuan's head still buzzed.

  She couldn't help but asked Fu Wanwan tentatively.

   "Sister Wanwan, I was unconscious when I drank last night. Did you wash it for me?"

   "No! You have to thank my brother for this!"

  "……"

  Su Qinghuan puffed, and the white porridge in his mouth spurted out.

   "Why are you so careless, eh?"

  The man sitting on the left of Su Qinghuan handed out a piece of tissue lightly.

  (End of this chapter)