The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 300 President Brother Don’t Be Too Cold (37)

   "Why are you so careless, eh?"

  The man turned his face to the side. The last sound was clearly not prolonged, but it stuck to Su Qinghuan’s heart like a sugar silk, making the girl feel up and down.

  Su Qinghuan suddenly felt like sitting on pins and needles.

   "I just accidentally choked my throat."

  Su Qinghuan couldn't help lowering her head, a little afraid to look directly at Fu Xiuze's eyes.

  She always feels that Fu Xiuze’s performance today is not quite right.

  If Fu Xiuze had left the Fu’s house a long time ago when he changed to normal times, how could he stay at home for breakfast in such a leisurely manner.

  Fu Xiuze looked at the plain white neck that was exposed when the girl lowered his head. His throat moved slightly, only to feel that the girl had a thick shell on his back.

  ——Who was so proactive and warmly hooked his neck and kissed his lips yesterday?

  Today, this Nizi seems to be completely reluctant.

  ……

   "It's choking? There is nothing wrong, right?"

  As the man said, he stretched out his hand to pat Su Qinghuan's back.

  Su Qinghuan shuddered in fright, and hurriedly hid towards Fu Wanwan.

   "It's okay, Brother Fu doesn't need to worry about me so much. It's just a little uncomfortable. I'm not that delicate."

  Seeing Fu Xiuze's tentatively extending hand, even Fu Wanwan realized that something was wrong.

  Fu Wanwan squashed her mouth a little tastefully.

   "Brother, why are you so good to Qinghuan suddenly? When I usually have a small illness and pain, I have never seen you be so considerate to me."

   "Then you either now?"

  Fu Xiuze raised his hand coldly.

  Fu Wanwan shivered with fright, and amusedly lifted her sandwich in front of her.

   "Don't don't don't! If Hades is suddenly considerate, I also suspect that you are holding back the bad water. I always feel that you are not going to slap me on the back, but you are going to slap me."

   "Am I so violent?"

Fu Xiuze gave Fu Wanwan a funny look. She slowly sipped a cup of morning tea, feeling the fragrance of tea spilling between her lips. For some reason, she remembered in her heart that Su Qinghuan hooked his neck to the girl's lips. The fragrance that comes.

  It's obviously not the same fragrance.

  Fu Xiuze shook his head a little.

   And Su Qinghuan is still sitting on pins and needles.

  As long as you don’t figure out who is washing her, then today’s meal will really not be good.

  Su Qinghuan poked a chopsticks bitter egg, she looked sad.

   "Brother Fu, Sister Wan Wan, I have gone to school. I still have classes this morning."

   "You have a big class at the end of the morning, right? You are really a good boy. If I change to my university, if there is only one class a day, I would like to skip class."

  Fu Wanwan propped up Erlang's legs, and her smile was a bit like a confidant's misfortune.

  Su Qinghuan looked at Fu Wanwan’s face, then glanced at Fu Xiuze. Although their siblings are somewhat similar in their facial features, their temperaments are really quite different.

  Fu Xiuze saw that Su Qinghuan’s gaze stayed on Fu Wanwan for a long time. Even if he knew that they were both girls, there would be no sparks, but Fu Xiuze felt inexplicable.

  The man's handsome eyebrows narrowed slightly, and Fu Wanwan gave Fu Wanwan a sideways look.

   "Eat your sandwich with peace of mind, don’t bring Qinghuan, if Qinghuan skips class like you, I’m afraid it’s too late to make up the credits for the next semester."

   "...Brother, why are you always tearing down my station."

  Fu Wanwan was scared when she mentioned this one.

  Actually, although Fu Wanwan is not as smart as Fu Xiuze, after all, the genes of the Fu family are here. She is not a scumbag, but she is not hard enough to study, and whether it is a normal exam or a review, she is purely clever to deal with it.

  But high numbers in universities are not so foolish.

  Fu Wanwan usually doesn't like the high math classes taught by the bad old man at school. The number of skipping classes is uncommon, and she doesn't want to review at every turn. When things come to the end, she waits for the exams, and she knows what pain is.

  Fu Wanwan finally scored 59 points in the Gaoma Test. In fact, according to common sense, the average university teacher will give a sympathy point to the score and let Fu Wanwan pass the low score.

  However, the old gentleman who taught high math classes was an old-fashioned old man. Seeing that Fu Wanwan had skipped classes in high math classes too many times, he forced her to drop the subject.

  Fu Wanwan was so angry.

  Because there are a lot of classmates who scored more than 50 points in the test, but basically they passed the usual scores in the end. Only she, with a score of 59, continues to make up the exam!

  At that time, the old man of the Fu family was thinking that he would graduate his senior year anyway, or find someone to be accommodating, and the Fu family did not lack this little money.

  But what kind of person is Fu Xiuze, who has to force Fu Wanwan to make up the exam and retake the course, saying that they can come to Fu's enterprise for internship anyway, they will not be too embarrassed by Fu Wanwan.

  ……

  Fu Wanwan burst into tears at the thought of this dark history.

  She patted Su Qinghuan on the shoulder depressed.

"Qinghuan, don't listen to my brother. He lives too dogmatically. He still wants to make others become his old-fashioned. You don't know. I finally graduated in my senior year. The Fu family still starts at the grassroots level."

   "Even if you start from the grassroots level, which of my subordinates is embarrassing you?"

  Fu Xiuze has a cold face.

  Fu Wanwan was also awkwardly silent.

  Su Qinghuan saw that the atmosphere was so stiff, he hurriedly stood up and finished the game.

   "Sister Wanwan, you and Brother Fu have the same surname and similar appearance. People with a little vision will not dare to embarrass you."

  This is obviously a true princess. Whoever wants to come here to offend Fu Wanwan, isn’t that enough to eat?

   "Qinghuan, you're not cute anymore, don't talk to me anymore."

   Fu Wanwan grievedly gave Su Qinghuan a blank glance, and Su Qinghuan squeezed her profile.

   "Sister Wanwan, do you want to do this? I'll bring you the Hazelnut chocolate cake when the driver returns. Don't you like to eat their food? Just open it at the gate of our school."

   "Okay, okay!"

  Just as Fu Wanwan was excited, she suddenly heard Fu Xiuze’s male voice.

   "Qinghuan, I will send you to school."

  Fu Xiuze looked at Fu Wanwan's profile face that had just been pinched by Su Qinghuan, his eyes were dark.

  "Wan Wan, as for you, you have gained a size recently, so don't eat any hazelnut cake."

   "??? Am I getting fat?"

  For any woman who loves beauty, this is simply the most murderous words!

  ……

  Fu Wanwan has not had time to figure out what her figure is.

  I saw that Fu Xiuze had picked up the briefcase and waved to Su Qinghuan.

   "Qinghuan, let's go."

  Su Qinghuan is still struggling with who to change her clothes, and she doesn't want to face the big Buddha in front of her at all. Her brain hurts a lot.

   "... Brother Fu, let's not go along the way."

  Fu Xiuze had deep eyes, and he picked up Su Qinghuan’s handbag with his other free hand, in a tone that couldn’t be rejected.

   "It's okay, it's still early."

  "……"

  Yes, you have to sit if you don’t.

  (End of this chapter)