Grandpa Fu's little flirt is beautiful and sassy

Chapter 25 You Called Me, What Are You Asking Me For?

Chapter 25 You Called Me, What Did You Ask Me For?

Seeing that Fu Chiyan's complexion improved a little, Ning Jiaqi withdrew his hand.

Pressing her hands on the sofa on both sides of her legs, she tilted her head and looked at Fu Chiyan with a very cute look, as if she wasn't the one who caused Fu Chiyan to spit out coffee and choke again just now.

Chen Ma silently took out a rag to wipe the stain of the coffee sprayed by Fu Chiyan, and looked at Ning Jiaqi and Fu Chiyan with a smile in her eyes.

She always felt that their young master had a very different attitude towards Miss Ning.

After all, their young master abnormally came back with a drunk girl in his arms, and when the girl vomited all over, he just ordered her to clean the girl with a dark face, but he didn't get angry.

This is also a strange thing!

But their young master has been alone for so many years, so it's time for a girl to take good care of him.

Chen Ma looked at Fu Chiyan and smiled ambiguously. After cleaning up the stains, she went to work in the kitchen.

Fu Chiyan frowned slightly, as if he didn't understand what Chen Ma's ambiguous smile meant.

"Where did you get the phone number?"

Fu Chiyan took out a piece of paper, wiped the coffee left at the corner of his mouth, and asked casually.

"Did you mean your cell phone number?"

Ning Jiaqi shook his head involuntarily, and complained: "Can you speak with a little subject? The phone number when you come up? Who knows who you're talking about?"

"Well, god knows."

Fu Chiyan responded to Ning Jiaqi's words.

Ning Jiaqi rolled her eyes involuntarily, Fu Chiyan is really not a fuel-efficient lamp, he can choke her with her words casually, he is very good at it!

As for Ning Jiaqi, even though she is young, she is absolutely one-of-a-kind when it comes to flirting with others.

"Ask my little nephew, why not?"

What Ning Jiaqi said was a matter of course, and she didn't remember at all that Chu Jinghan had repeatedly told her not to confess him.

The one who answered this is called Shunzui, without any struggle or entanglement.

A flash of clarity flashed in Fu Chiyan's eyes, it seemed that Chu Jinghan had a good relationship with her, otherwise he would have never met her before, and would dare to ask someone to pretend to be his aunt.

Sure enough, it's three days without a roof tile!

Chu Jinghan, who was playing games in front of the computer, couldn't help but sneezed several times, wondering if he caught a cold, caught a cold?

The phone rang melodiously, and Ning Jiaqi glanced at the incoming call notification on it, and couldn't help but snorted coldly, and his face couldn't help but collapsed.

Taking advantage of his height, Fu Chiyan saw the name on it without any hindrance: the little prince of the nightclub.

Ning Jiaqi adjusted her sitting posture, sat sideways on the sofa, with her legs crossed, one elbow resting on the back of the sofa, with a displeased expression on her face.

Because Ning Jiaqi was sitting sideways, just facing Fu Chiyan, seeing all her expressions, who made her so unhappy.

"what?"

Ning Jiaqi picked up the phone, her voice an octave lower, with a touch of impatience and displeasure in her tone.

"What? You called me, and you asked me what I wanted to do? How did I know what to do?"

The bluffing voice of the man on the other end of the phone was sharper and louder, and it came from the phone, and Fu Chiyan who was sitting next to him could also hear it.

Fu Chiyan remained calm, but raised his brows vaguely, as if it sounded familiar, who is it?

It's good not to mention it, but when it was mentioned, Ning Jiaqi was really full of anger.

(End of this chapter)

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