Reborn As the School Hunk’s Dearest Daughter

Chapter 322 Cen tired overturning 3

Fu Pei tasted the taste of the wine, and his heart suddenly had a bad premonition.

He immediately called Mingzhi and asked what Mingzhi Drunk Shrimp was made of.

Mingzhi replied, "The names are all drunk shrimp, of course they are made with red wine."

Red wine?

Fu Pei's eyebrows beat.

Mingzhi thought Fu Pei was greedy, and said cheerfully, "Xiao Pei also likes to eat drunk shrimps. When I turn around, my mother will give you more. I will take most of them to Xiao Ting. If you want to eat it. , Can only wait for the next time."

! ! !

Fu Pei hung up the phone, his dark brows curled together, and Fu Xiao listened to the amount of alcohol he poured, and he would definitely get drunk after eating so many drunk shrimps.

It is too dangerous to think that Fu Ting lives with Cen Juan now!

Fu Pei was very worried, but he couldn't get away at all, so he called Fu Sixing.

Fu Sixing listened to his words and said indifferently, "Don't be nervous, eating some drunk shrimp will not make you drunk, and Xiao Jiu is not a person who is in danger."

Fu Pei's eyes were deep, his Adam's apple was rolling, and there was a loud noise, "Go and watch now to make sure that Fu Xiaoting is fine to call me, or I will take Fu Xiaoting away."

Fu Sixing immediately agreed.

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Fu Ting thought that the drunk shrimp that grandma gave was particularly delicious, and ate a few in one go on the way home.

But she kept in mind that sharing is a traditional virtue of the Chinese nation, so she specially took half of the remaining home for Cen Tiong to eat.

When she got home, there was no one on the first floor, and the study on the second floor showed a shadowy light.

Cen Tien was busy, looking at the computer, his slender fingertips tapping on the keyboard, and he was full of unconcealed masculine charm.

Fu Ting walked in lightly, standing in the doorway, watching Cen Tired lovingly.

The man wears home clothes, looks lazy and undisciplined, and is endlessly attractive.

Fu Ting stood for a while, but did not see the other party raising his head, he deliberately coughed, "Cough."

Cen Jing paused at the fingertips of the keyboard, and then continued to work casually, when Fu Ting did not exist.

"Cen tired."

Fu Ting couldn't help shouting, and walked to him, "Why are you ignoring me!"

Fu Ting stared at him, feeling a little angry.

The man looked up at her, with a beautiful neckline opened at the neckline, which was dazzling white in the light.

He lazily said, "If you call my brother, I will ignore you!"

Fu Ting, "You want to be beautiful!"

"My sister is beautiful." Cen Qiu raised a pair of fox eyes slightly, staring straight at Fu Ting's face, and said casually, "Of course my brother wants to be beautiful."

Fu Ting, "..."

She couldn't help rolling her eyes, threw the drunk shrimp in her hand in front of him, and said proudly, "I have eaten half of the drunk shrimp that my grandma gave me, and now I'll divide it into half for you."

Cen Tiong's eyes condensed slightly, and he glanced at the drunk shrimp, then suddenly laughed lowly, and his happy eyes raised, "Listen to how you are so good to my brother today."

His Beijing accent is particularly pure, the ending is always lazy, deliberately lowered, and Su has a strong sense of Su.

Fu Ting was a little embarrassed suddenly, and Wei Wei turned her face away, her tone strained, "Don't think too much, I just can't finish eating."

The proud tone of this mouth is exactly the same as Fu Pei.

Cen Juan picked up a drunk shrimp and peeled it elegantly. The red shrimp lined his cold white fingertips, with a different kind of charm.

He licked his lips lightly, and the corners of his mouth evoked a proud arc, that kind of publicity, deliberately dragging a smile, "Um~"

Challenge 8,000 words today.

(End of this chapter)