Fu Pei tasted the wine, and his heart suddenly welled up with a not very good premonition.

He immediately called Mingzhi and asked what Mingzhi drunken shrimp was made of.

Mingzhi replied, "The names are all drunken shrimp, and of course they are made with red wine." ”

Red wine?

Fu Pei's eyebrows jumped.

Mingzhi thought that Fu Pei was greedy, and said happily, "Xiao Pei also likes to eat drunk shrimp, go back and get you more, I will give most of it to Xiao Ting, if you want to eat, you can only wait for the next time." ”

！！！

Fu Pei hung up the phone, his dark brows twisted into a ball, Fu Xiao listened to the amount of wine he poured in one sip, and he would definitely get drunk after eating so many drunk shrimp.

Thinking that Fu Ting is now living with Cen Tiao, it is too dangerous to be alone!

Fu Pei was very worried, but he couldn't leave at all now, so he called Fu Sixing.

Fu Sixing listened to his words and said disapprerovitically, "Don't be nervous, eat some drunken shrimp and get drunk, and Xiao Jiu is not a person who takes advantage of people's danger." ”

Fu Pei's eyes were deep, his Adam's apple rolled, and he made a loud voice, "You go and watch now, make sure Fu Xiaoting is okay and call me, otherwise I will pick Fu Xiaoting away." ”

Fu Sixing immediately agreed.

*

Fu Ting felt that the drunken shrimp given by his grandmother was particularly delicious, and he ate several in one go on the way home.

But she kept in mind that sharing is a traditional virtue of the Chinese nation, so she specially left half of it and took it home for Cen Ti to eat.

When she got home, there was no one on the first floor, and the study on the second floor was full of shadows.

Cen Ti was busy, his eyes were looking at the computer, his slender fingertips were tapping on the keyboard, and his whole body was full of male charm that could not be concealed.

Fu Ting walked in lightly, standing at the door and looking at Cen Ti lovingly.

The man is wearing loungewear, his expression is lazy and casual, and he is indescribably seductive.

Fu Ting stood for a while, but didn't see the other party look up, so he deliberately coughed, "Ahem." ”

Cen Ti tapped the fingertips of the keyboard slightly, and then continued to work as if nothing happened, when Fu Ting did not exist.

"Cen is tired."

Fu Ting couldn't help but shout and walked up to him, "Why don't you ignore me!" ”

Fu Ting glared at him, feeling a little angry.

The man looked up at her, and a beautiful neck line was opened at the neckline, which was dazzling white in the light.

He said lazily, "If you call me brother, I'll ignore you!" ”

Fu listened, "You want to be beautiful!" ”

"My sister is beautiful." Cen Ti's fox eyes were slightly raised, staring directly at Fu Ting's face, and opened his mouth casually, "Of course my brother wants to be beautiful." ”

Fu Ting, "......"

She couldn't help but roll her eyes, threw the drunken shrimp in her hand in front of him, and said very arrogantly, "I ate half of the drunken shrimp that grandma gave me, and now I will share half of it with you." ”

Cen Ti's eyes were slightly condensed, he glanced down at the drunken shrimp, and suddenly laughed lowly, and his happy eyes raised, "Listen to how you are so good to my brother today." ”

His Beijing accent is particularly pure, and the tail note has always been lazy, deliberately low, and has a strong sense of Su.

Fu Ting was suddenly a little embarrassed, turned his face slightly, and his tone was tense, "Don't think too much, I just can't finish eating." ”

The arrogant tone of this mouth is the same as Fu Pei.

Cen Ti picked up a drunken shrimp, elegantly peeled the shell, and his cold white fingertips lined with red shrimp had a different kind of charm.

He licked his lips lightly, the corners of his mouth hooked a smug arc, so flamboyant, deliberately dragging a smile, "Hmm~"