The little girl stood in front of him with a petite face, her little face was fair and delicate, and her eyes were incredibly clean, which inexplicably made Cen Ti's heart feel a little restless.

The man's throat moved, and he turned to take out a medicine box from the drawer under the coffee table in the living room.

He leaned back on the sofa in a lazy posture, hooked his fingers at Fu Ting, and released a sultry aura all over his body, like a demon, "Come on." ”

I know that I am drugged, but if I don't know, I think he is waiting to sleep.

Fu Ting sat next to him, took out the medicinal wine and cotton swab from the medicine box, and motioned for him to bow his head.

Cen Ti was on the side of his body, and slowly slid down a section of his clothes, revealing his slender and cold white shoulders, on which there was a very light red mark.

Fu Ting, "......"

Is such an insignificant red mark as painful as he said?

She pursed her lips speechlessly, leaned forward, and from her angle, she could see that the man's eyes were slightly lowered, and his eyelashes were thin and long, undeniably delicate.

This was the first time that Fu Ting had been so close to a boy other than her father, and she tried her best to keep her composure and drug Cen Ti without distraction.

Because of the action of rubbing the medicine, Fu Ting's cheeks came to the back of Cen Ti's ears, and the warm breath exhaled from the tip of his nose sprayed carefully on his neck......

Cen Ti's throat tightened, and his fingertips curled up slightly, "Pay attention, little friend." ”

The man looked lazily, his voice low and tired, "Don't take advantage of my brother." ”

“……”

Fu Ting blushed, and couldn't bear to say, "You're not my brother." ”

First of all, let's not say that the generation is wrong, the most important thing is that there is only one brother in her heart, and that is God J, and she will not call Brother Cen Ti no matter what.

"Why, I don't think my brother is good-looking enough." Cen Ti's eyebrows raised slightly, he looked at her for a long time, and laughed lowly, "So the child doesn't want to scream?" ”

Fu Ting pretended to be dead and didn't speak.

The other party was silent for a few seconds, and said slowly, "Why do children look down on people." ”

His voice was low and sexy, with shallow breathing, as if an electric current was rushing into Fu Ting's ears, crispy and numb.

The girl thought to herself with a straight face, how can this male version of the fox spirit be so seductive?

She ignored people, Cen Ti squinted at her, lightly hooked the tails of her scattered eyes, and said in a low voice, "Can't you just scream?" ”

Fu Ting sped up the speed of his hand, Ma Li gave him good medicine, and then ran upstairs with a rub.

Cen Ti looked at the back of the little girl who fled into the wilderness, hooked her lips and laughed, opened a small half of her chest, and her heart shook with a sexy amplitude, and her eyes were unconsciously deep.

*

Back in the room, Fu Ting sat cross-legged on the bed, turned on the computer, and began to write a second novel.

Fu Pei will film in the future, and one novel is not enough for him to act, so she has to write a few more.

This time, she plans to write a science fiction theme, the title of the book is called "City", and she will write 10,000 openings and send them out.

In addition to writing novels, Fu Ting also made a few design drawings and sent them out casually in case of future needs.

After the incident, it was just time for God J to start broadcasting.

The era of intelligence has begun, and now the live broadcast software can already send barrages.

As soon as Fu Ting entered the live broadcast room, he saw that God J was ready.

This time he seemed to be in a room, with a gray wall in the background, and the room was dimly lit, projecting the slender figure of a man, and those delicate dazzling hands.

The speed of the barrage brush:

[Ahhh 】

[Since the picture quality is clear, it is more convenient for me to lick my brother's hand]

[My brother is so superior, my brother's legs are not legs, they are spring water on the banks of the Seine]

[What kind of piano are my brother going to play today! 】