Chapter 33

Cheng Tian's eyes are filled with song Fengwan, and he forgets that Fu Chen has a vicious dog at home.

Being chased by it all the way, he ran out of the border of Yunjin capital. Fu Xinhan then walked back with his tail wagging.

The loud and sharp barking of the dog calls the silence of the night, which makes people tremble. When Cheng Tian returns to his mind, his back is cold and sweaty. He can clearly remember that he just turned back

Under the street lamp, the dog's teeth were sharp and cold.

What's more, he never thought in his life that he would be chased two ways by a dog!

Dead dog, you'd better not fall into my hands.

Or I'll kill you!

Cheng Tianyi's car was parked near the school. He drove all the way home and directly kicked the door in.

The woman in the living room glanced at him, "who's bothering you? What a big fire? "

"Nothing." He has no face to say that he was frightened by a dog.

"I heard that you are interested in Song Fengwan? Did you help her out today? "

"You're very well informed." School is not a private place.

"What's the matter? Are you flat? " The woman chuckled, with a little teasing, "didn't you tell me that any woman can handle it? That's not going to work? "

"As far as I know, she's not looking you in the eye at all."

"They are here to study hard. I don't think you should provoke her."

The tone seemed very considerate of him.

"It's none of your business!" Cheng Tianyi says to go upstairs directly, and the bedroom door is knocked to the sky.

The woman downstairs has a cold look in her eyes.

She knows her brother too well to be stimulated.

I'm sure I didn't get any benefit from Song Fengwan today. It's hard to say what I will do if I stimulate it again.

She has been chasing Fu Chen for so long. Naturally, she knows that Fu Chen has never had a woman there. For all those who covet him, everyone has equal opportunities. Now she lives in a little girl?

Even if you're not an adult

I can't keep that!

**

Yunjin capital at the moment

Song Feng came into the room in the evening and stared at Fu Chen. He pursed his lips and laughed cunningly.

There's a little bit of bad intentions.

"Come back, come and have something to eat." Uncle Nian asked song Fengwan to sit down. "It's specially made for you. I haven't made a snack for a long time. How do you like it?"

Then he took song Fengwan to one side.

When Uncle Nian gave her a midnight snack, Fu Xinhan had already shaken his head and walked into the living room.

Fu Chen Qingshen: this stupid dog, the fox pretends to be a tiger, and who learned this bad habit from.

When it comes to Fu Chen, it squats down, shakes and starts to sell.

It's like asking for credit.

His eyes had been aiming at Fu Chen's beef stick.

Fu Shen raised his eyebrows, fed him two, and touched his dog's head by the way.

Fu Xinhan was instantly satisfied and rubbed around his feet.

The dog is born perfectly.

Song Fengwan was still thinking about how to talk to Fu Chen. He wanted to wait until he had finished his meal, but he suddenly got up and said, "have an early rest."

Then he went upstairs.

This let her some chagrin, and embarrassed to stop him, can only watch his figure disappear in the corner of the stairs.

"Third Master, Miss Song clearly wants to talk to you." The man who just went upstairs could not help opening his mouth.

Fu Chen cares about song Fengwan. Everyone can see that now she has something to do with him. Isn't it the best chance to get close to her?

"It should be about Cheng Tianyi." Fu Chen's tone is firm.

"He's really in trouble. He's famous in the circle, and he's too brave. He knows Miss Song lives with you, and he dares to follow you? Miss song may want to ask for help with you. "

The hero saves a beauty.

It's the easiest time to have sex.

How could the Third Master of his family let this opportunity slip away in vain?

"There's no chance tonight. She'll talk to me tomorrow morning."

The man just wanted to ask the reason. Fu Chen had already entered the room and closed the door.

"Why do you have to wait until tomorrow morning? Cheng Tianyi is not a fuel-efficient light. If it doesn't work well, it will cause trouble."

"You don't understand? Miss Song didn't speak tonight. It must have been a long night. Who was the one who thought about it that night... "

That person suddenly, "lie trough, is our three ye?"

"What else?"

"It's too dark."

Fu's family is good at stratagem and aggressive, which is reflected incisively and vividly in Fu Shen.

Song Feng's late night was really full of thinking about how to put forward his own suggestions with Fu Chen.

All night

It's all about him.

**

The next morning

When song Fengwan came downstairs, uncle Nian was already preparing breakfast. Everyone in the living room was busy, but Fu Shen was not there.

"What would you like for breakfast? There are lean porridge, Shaomai, Baozi... "Northerners, or pasta based.

"Is the Third Master in the little study?"

"Yes."

"I'll go and say hello first." Song Fengwan said and went to the small study in a hurry.

Nianshu is happy.

This young man, development is fast.

I didn't like it before. Today I want to know where the third master is.

**

The door of the small study was open. She tapped twice. "Third Master, can you come in?"

"In." Maybe he didn't speak for a long time, his voice was a little dry and dull.

When Song Feng pushed the door late in the evening, Fu Chen was still the same as before, copying scriptures at his desk. On the old gramophone, there were Peking Opera passages that she had never heard before. The bronze stove was blue smoke, but he was wearing a white shirt today

Such as winter plum, proud, thin fairy.

Before, she thought Fu Chen was suitable for black, mysterious and introverted; At the moment, I feel that white is more called him, and fairyland is unique.

"Third Master, actually I want to talk to you about something..." song Fengwan hesitated for a moment, but hesitated.

"Well?" Fu Shen glanced at him.

"Yes, I went to school yesterday. There was a man in our class..."

"What did you say?" Fu Chen asked, but didn't seem to hear what she was saying.

Maybe the opera was too loud. Song Fengwan didn't dare to ask him to turn it off directly, so he had to get closer to him, "... In fact, last night, when I went home..."

She and Fu chenti had no confidence in their demands, and their voices could not be raised.

"I can't hear you clearly."

"I mean, I was yesterday..."

"Get closer." Fu Chen frowned, as if slightly dissatisfied.

Song Feng's arm almost touched him now.

"Third Master, I have something to discuss with you..."

"You say, I listen." He leaned over and listened.

The voice was pressing, slightly low, and his ears almost wiped song Fengwan's lips

She blinked and her pupils narrowed, because his side face suddenly widened in front of her eyes.

Exquisite to impeccable.

"Well? If you don't have something to say to me, why don't you continue... "

He suddenly turned his head.

At that moment

Pasted so close, Fu Shen's breathing almost wiped her face in the past, breathing entangled, ambiguous to the extreme.

The whole world seems to be out of order.