Meeting Mr. Fu

The irony of this microblog is very strong. It's a trumpet. There's no information about the blogger in it. Among so many people who ate today, ye Fanxing really can't guess who sent this microblog.

Just... Thinking of the warm appearance when everyone ate, and finally saying this on the Internet, ye Fanxing had a cool feeling in his heart.

People! You never know what's on your mind when others are smiling at you.

Although the microblog was sent by a trumpet, it seems that it has more than 100 comments because it carries the label of Fu Jingyu.

"Is it really Mrs. Fu?"

It's the first time you've seen such a clear picture of Ye Fanxing's blurred vision.

"It's a little ordinary."

"The same as the landlord."

……

Maybe in their eyes, the person who is favored by Fu Jingyu should be a great beauty with all kinds of talents.

And ye Fanxing, compared with this requirement, is too ordinary.

But she was so spoiled by Fu Jingyu. In everyone's opinion, it's inevitable that it's a bit unfair. It depends on luck or something.

Fu Jingyu opened the door of the bathroom and came out. He was wearing a pajama. Now it's cold, he has changed into a thicker pajama. Black pajamas on his body, collar exposed his collarbone, let this man look incomparably sexy.

However, even if he looks so sexy, ye Fanxing does not look up at him, but focuses on his mobile phone.

Every time I come out of the bath, I have the most handsome confidence in the world.

So is Fu Jingyu.

Is looking forward to ye Fanxing, as usual, see him, can not move his eyes, but found that ye Fanxing reason did not pay attention to him.

Fu Jingyu walked back and forth by the bed and found that ye Fanxing hadn't looked at him before he asked, "what are you looking at so seriously? How could you ignore me? "

Ye Fanxing's face floated a touch of discomfort, and quickly switched to other pages.

Even if she saw this kind of thing herself, maybe she was old now, and she didn't care as much when she met something.

But I don't want to be seen by Fu Jingyu. I'm afraid my uncle will worry about her.

However, Fu Jingyu's eyes are very sharp, and she is not comfortable at all, which is captured by him.

Fu Jingyu frowned and sat down beside the bed, staring at ye Fanxing.

Very solemn eyes, extremely severe to stare at her.

Fu Jingyu

Ye Fanxing

Ye Fanxing was a little nervous when he was staring at him. He said, "how can you look at me like this?"

"When you went out to have dinner with them today, did you meet a little brother?"

Little brother, he said it in a very strange tone.

As an old man, Fu Jingyu couldn't understand the word at all.

"..." ye Fanxing can't stand his wishful thinking a little, and a good-looking smile appears at the corner of her mouth. When she smiles, the corner of her mouth rises and her eyes bend, "you think too much."

"What were you hiding?" Fu Jingyu said, "let me tell you something about ye Fanxing. We'll make it clear sooner or later."

"Say what?" Ye Fanxing was a little scared by his appearance.

Uncle, how severe!

Fu Jingyu pretended to be very deep, silent for a while, then said: "if one day, you have someone outside, remember to tell me the first time, I don't want to be the last one to know."

"..." poof!