Fu Ting pursed his lips, looked at the man's deep and sexy fox eyes, took a deep breath, and said softly, "Cen Ti, tomorrow is your birthday, or I will ...... first"

seemed to know what Fu Ting was going to say, and the temperature in Cen Ti's eyes was cold inch by inch.

Without waiting for Fu to finish speaking, he directly buckled Fu Ting's chin, and his tone was calm, "Be reasonable, my brother has been waiting for you for so long, and it is not easy to pry your mouth before he gets the answer you are willing to consider." ”

The man pinched her chin, leaned down his face, the tip of his nose was against his face, the posture of the lover kissing indirectly, and the breath was sultry, "You don't know, how happy my brother has been these days, and he has been looking forward to the answer in the early hours of tonight morning." ”

Fu Ting blinked, he didn't know what to say for a while, he could only look at him.

Cen Ti said, "I can accept that your father-in-law is the first in your heart, without him, there would be no you, I can endure not being jealous, and be good to him with you in the future, but you can't keep hanging on to me, and even the opportunity to consider accepting me has been repeatedly delayed." ”

Fu Ting didn't have any confidence in his heart, so he pursed his lips and didn't speak.

"You feel sorry for your father-in-law, and I'm afraid that he will be sad." Cen Ti sighed lightly, grabbed her hand, and pressed it against his left atrium, "But my brother's heart will also be sad." ”

Fu Ting's face turned red instantly, and he couldn't raise his head a little when Cen Ti said it, feeling like a scumbag who stepped on two boats.

During the stalemate, the door of the entrance was opened, and Fu Yu'an walked in directly.

He walked over with an indifferent expression, as if he couldn't see Cen Ti's intimate behavior with Fu Ting, but just looked at Fu Ting with fixed eyes.

"I'm coming to pick you up." Fu Yu'an's eyes drooped lightly, and his clear voice was condensed,

"Hmm." Fu Ting breathed a sigh of relief as if fleeing from the sea of fire, quietly glanced at Cen Ti, and followed Fu Yu'an towards the outside.

"I'll wait for you." Behind him was Cen Tired's unhurried voice.

*

When Fu Yu'an picked up Fu Ting, he never drove, just walked.

He walked in front, Fu Ting walked behind, and the two of them were separated by just the right distance.

Fu Yu'an deliberately alienated Fu Ting, not giving Fu Ting a chance to talk to him, but he longed for contact with Fu Ting, and slowed down his pace when walking.

Fu Ting knew that his heart was experiencing great pain.

From being gentle as jade to being forced to become competitive, he is manipulated by his mother all the time, he longs for freedom and sunshine, but he has to carry shackles and fall into the abyss.

The only one who can guide him is the imaginary sister.

And Fu Ting has obviously become the prototype of the sister he fantasized about.

Fu Yu'an didn't dare to get close to Fu Ting because his mother didn't allow it, but more importantly, he was afraid that Fu Ting would find him disgusting when he knew that he was sick.

He hopes that in his fantasy "sister" heart, he is the best and not manipulated.

*

After school in the afternoon, Fu Yu'an also came to pick up Fu and listened, but he still didn't drive.

The two were walking on the street, Fu Ting looked at the slender back in front of her, and felt that she couldn't go on like this, she needed to take the initiative to get closer to Fu Yu'an.

When Fu Yu'an walks, he will tilt his ears sideways and listen carefully to Fu Ting's footsteps to make sure that the little girl is behind him.

He couldn't hear it, he felt that something was wrong, and when he turned around, he saw Fu Ting standing still.

Fu Yu'an had to walk up to her, look at her, and ask in a low voice, "What's wrong." ”

Fu Ting's mouth curled, "I want to eat sugar." ”

Fu Yu'an was stunned for a moment, touched his hand in his pocket, and his cramped eyes changed, "I, I didn't." ”