Reborn As the School Hunk’s Dearest Daughter

Chapter 616 Real Shura Field 11

Hearing that Cen Juan was so cautious, Fu couldn't help but look forward to the birthday surprise that the man would give her.

She went back to the room to take a shower. When she came out, she was wearing a sleeveless nightdress, her white skin was flushed with heat, her black hair was combed high, and her eyebrows were exquisitely exposed.

As it was early in the morning, Fu Ting received a call from Fu Pei.

"Fu Xiaoting, happy birthday." The boy's voice was particularly gentle through the earpiece.

Fu Ting smiled sweetly, called his father, and heard Fu Pei say again, "Go to the windowsill,"

Fu Ting walked two steps to the window, and at the same time, thousands of fireworks suddenly bloomed in the sky, brightening the entire dim sky.

Until the voice faded, Fu Pei asked with a smile, "Do you like it?"

Obviously, this firework was specially pinched by him to show Fu Ting.

Fu Ting was surprised and pleasantly surprised, because this was the first time Fu Pei treated her birthday with heart.

Fu Pei promised, "I will set off fireworks for you every birthday."

"Hmm!" Fu Ting was so touched that he couldn't say anything else, and while telling Fu Pei what he had eaten for his birthday in the old house, he closed the window and walked to the bed.

Just after the shower, it was still a bit cold, Fu Ting opened the quilt and was about to lie down.

However, for a moment when the quilt was opened, he was caught off guard to see Cen tired lying in the quilt.

The man only wore a black bathrobe, and the position of the neckline was looming. He lay loosely on Fu Ting's pink bed with a strong impact.

Fu Ting couldn't help taking a breath, and Fu Pei asked vigilantly, "What's wrong."

"No, it's okay." Fu Ting fooled Fu Pei over and hung up the phone.

She looked down at Cen Tire. The man put his chin on one hand and looked over lazily. The eyes of those beautiful foxes seemed to be full of stars and the sea. He whispered, "Listen, happy birthday."

Fu Ting looked at him incomprehensibly, "What are you doing in my bed?"

She sat down on the bedside, the man stared at her with dark eyes, suddenly stretched out his hand to clasp the girl's wrist, and pulled her over with a slight force.

Fu Ting had no choice but to press on Cenjuan's upper body, with his cheeks pressed against his neck, raised his eyes slightly, and met the man's aggressive eyes. She asked, "What's wrong? Are you not going to show me gifts? "

Cen Qiong stroked Fu Ting's wrist and pinched her skin with warm fingers. Such a flirting gesture seemed to pinch her lifeline.

The corners of the lips are slightly picked, and the overflowing voice is lazy, "Well, you can't see clearly?"

Fu Ting, "?"

She hadn't reacted yet, Cen Qiong controlled her wrist, touched his face, and then slipped a little from his sharp outline.

Ma Yi spread all the way from the heart, and the crisp sensation swept across the tail vertebrae, only to hear him slowly say, "Isn't the feeling obvious yet?"

The temperature that Fu Ting touched under his palm was extremely hot, and his fingertips curled up, turning his face away, "Are you trying to give me you as a gift?"

Cen Juan chuckled lightly, in a lazy tone, "So smart, sister."

Fu Ting retorted a little unconvinced, "But you are mine."

"Little idiot." Cen Juan let out a low laugh, his chest trembling slightly, those hooks of fox eyes filled the garden with spring, "We want to really get me, we still have one very important link to do. "

With a bewitching voice, he was very attractive, "Make your brother your person tonight, okay?"

(End of this chapter)