Real Shura Field 11

Fu heard that Cen Ti was so cautious, and couldn't help but look forward to the birthday surprise that the man gave her.

She went back to her room to take a shower, and when she came out, she was wearing a sleeveless nightdress, her fair skin was flushed with heat, her black hair was combed high, and her eyebrows and eyes were particularly delicate.

The time had just arrived in the early hours of the morning, and Fu Ting received a call from Fu Pei.

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

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

Fu Ting took two steps to the window, and at the same time, thousands of fireworks suddenly burst into the sky, dyeing the entire dim sky bright and bright.

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

Obviously, this firework was specially pinched and released to Fu Ting.

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

Fu Pei promised, "Every year on your birthday in the future, I will set off fireworks for you." ”

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

Just after taking a shower, it was still a little cold, and Fu Ting pulled the quilt and was about to lie down.

However, the moment the quilt was lifted, I was caught off guard and saw Cen Ti lying in the quilt.

The man was only wearing a black bathrobe, and the position of the neckline was looming, and he was lying on the pink bed of Fu Ting so casually, with a strong impact.

Fu Ting couldn't help but take a light breath, and Fu Pei asked vigilantly, "What's wrong." 186 Chinese Network

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

She looked down at Cen Ti, the man supported his chin with one hand, and looked lazily, the beautiful fox eyes seemed to be full of stars and seas, and he whispered, "Listen, happy birthday." ”

Fu Ting looked at him incomprehensibly, "What are you doing lying on my bed?" ”

She sat on the edge of the bed, the man's dark eyes staring at her, and suddenly reached out to clasp the girl's wrist, and pulled her over with a slight force.

Fu Ting had no choice but to press on Cen Ti's upper body, her cheek was pressed against his neck, she raised her eyes slightly, and met the man's aggressive eyes, she asked out loud, "What's wrong?" Aren't you going to show me a gift? ”

Cen Ti stroked Fu Ting's wrist, and his warm fingertips pinched her skin one by one, and that flirtatious action seemed to pinch her lifeline.

The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his overflowing voice was lazy, "Well, you can't see clearly enough?" ”

Fu listened, "? ”

Before she could react, Cen Ti took control of her wrist and touched his face, sliding a little bit off his well-defined silhouette.

The numbness spread all the way from his heart, and the crisp sensation swept over the tail vertebrae, only to hear him speak slowly, "Isn't it obvious to feel it?" ”

Fu Ting's palm was exposed to the extremely hot temperature, his fingertips curled up, and he turned his face away, "You want to give you to me as a gift?" ”

Cen Ti chuckled lightly, and his tone was lazy, "So smart, sister." ”

Fu Ting retorted a little unconvinced, "But you were originally mine." ”

"Little fool." Cen Ti chuckled, his chest shook slightly, and the hooking fox eyes swept out of the spring garden, "If you want to really get me, we still have a very important link to do." ”

His demagogic voice was very seductive, "It's okay to turn my brother into your person tonight?" ”