Chapter 82: No, No, No

"Has anyone ever said that your eyes are more beautiful than crystals and diamonds?" Fu Shiye hugged her arm, without the slightest intention of letting go.

Wen Yabao was surrounded by the domineering sandalwood incense on his body, and the intimacy beyond social distancing made her react much slower than normal.

So much so that Fu Shiye's praise was directly ignored by her.

is full of Fu Shiye's sentence, and any conditions will be met.

So if she is hungry for his body, is he also casual?

No way!

No way!

No way!

"Are you sure you can ask for anything?" Wen Yabao gritted his teeth, and a playful smile appeared in his eyes.

Under the bright eyes, there seemed to be stars shining.

"Of course."

"Then give me 100 million first?" Male color is precious, for the sake of real money immediately throw.

Hearing this, Fu Shiye's face instantly stiffened.

A flash of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

His face was full of astonishment, and he was shattered by the sudden sound of the door opening.

"Brother! Do you have something to do over the weekend? Brother Chao Nian ......"

The sound of cheerful footsteps burst into the room, and the pleasant sound drifted to the terrace but came to an abrupt end.

Fu Shiyun saw the two people hugging each other on the terrace, and silently withdrew his feet squatting in the air.

Be careful|Dirty plopping, face instantly red.

Silently clasped his hands together, screamed at a loss and ran out: "Sorry for the interruption!" ”

"Stop!"

Wen Yabao hurriedly called Fu Shiyun to stop.

The young man turned a deaf ear, and Wen Yabao pushed Fu Shiye.

Fu Shiye also gave face, and said in a low voice: "Come back." ”

Fu Shiyun paused violently, turned around and lowered his head, and moved back half a step and half a step.

Wen Yabao was in a hurry, and had already broken away from Fu Shiye's embrace.

"Little Ancestor, I can explain."

Wen Yabao was afraid that Fu Shiyun would misunderstand, so she thought about it for a long time, and she didn't know where to start, so she could only squeeze out a dry sentence, "You listen to me." ”

The boy stood in place with round eyes flashing and a red face.

"I'm playing against her."

Fu Shiye's explanation eased the almost frozen atmosphere, "Shi Yun, do you want to be together?" ”

That's it?

Fu Shiyun, who was full of melons, almost couldn't hold back his expression.

hurriedly waved his hand to refuse: "No, no, I thought Sister Wen was not there." Brother Chao Nian wanted to hold a water party for Jiujiu, and I took the invitation card back by the way. This weekend, at that resort in the clouds, does Sister Wen want to be together? ”

"She wants to join the group for training, and she is not available."

Fu Shiye directly refused for her.

"What about you, brother?" Wen Yabao doesn't matter, Fu Shiye is the target that Fu Shiyun must invite for the task, "Jiujiu specially invited you, are you really not going?" ”

Fu Shiyun stuffed the invitation card into Fu Shiye's hand, "Brother, if you don't want to go, go and talk to Jiujiu yourself, lest she wait and look forward to not seeing anyone, which will affect her college entrance examination." ”

There are words in the absolute words, and even Wen Yabao, a melon-eating player, heard something unusual.

"I'll go back to my room to rest first, and you guys will play against each other slowly."

Fu Shiyun trotted out of the room.

"It seems that this wine lady is very dependent on Mr. Fu." Generally, the existence of emotional impact on young girls in the flower season is nothing more than a little throbbing in adolescence.

But didn't Uncle Tang say that the congratulatory wine was not given to Fu Shiyun by the elders?

What's going on now?

Can you eat this melon?

"Children have a temper, and if they want to be coaxed, they will not grow up."

Fu Shiye's eyebrows and eyes were doting, and it was not difficult to see that he had a very good relationship with He Jiujiu.

"I only hurt like her sister, in my heart, she and Shi Yun are the same."

Fu Shiye specially emphasized that he only treats congratulatory wine as his sister.