Halfway through eating, the old man lost the chopsticks in his hand: "You use it slowly, I'm a little unwell, go back to the room to take medicine." ”

The whole family stood up, and Ye Minqiu said worriedly: "Are you okay?" I called Dr. Lin to come over. ”

Fu Huaiyong waved his hand: "It's okay, you eat yours." ”

Wen Qiao leaned over to Fu Nanli's side: "Is your grandfather okay?" ”

Ye Minqiu beckoned to Uncle Li: "Call Doctor Lin to come and check on the old man." ”

Although she could see that the old man was just unhappy that everyone else liked Wen Qiao, and didn't like Professor Zhong to praise Wen Qiao all the time, she was still not very relieved, so it was better to let Dr. Lin come over and take a look.

After a while, Dr. Lin came from the back house with a medicine box, and after a check, naturally nothing happened, and the old man was purely blocking himself.

A few people in the dining room continued to eat.

After dinner, Fu Nanli took Wen Qiao to send Professor Zhong to the car.

It was still raining, and when Fu Nanli and Wen Qiao got into the car behind, Uncle Li just closed the car door and saw Fu Nanli pressing Wen Qiao on the seat.

The half-open windows can detect the ambiguous atmosphere in the car.

He has always only seen the cold and introverted young master, when has he ever seen his young master so uncontrollable?

It was a spectacle, and he couldn't help but look at it a few more times until the car slowly moved away from his eyes.

In the luxury car, Wen Qiao gently poked him in the chest: "What is Mr. Fu doing?" ”

Qin Bei asked, "Young Master, do you want to raise the baffle?" ”

"Hmm."

The partition between the front and rear seats slowly rose, and Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows: "Hey, what do you want to do?" ”

A deep kiss made Wen Qiao's face red and his hair messy, and the man's deep voice was full of displeasure: "Many boys in the college town have a crush on you? ”

Wen Qiao spread his hands: "This party does not know. ”

I haven't received any confession text messages, and no one has confessed in front of her, is Professor Zhong making up nonsense to brag about her in front of Old Man Fu?

"Ask Lu Youyou." The eldest young master's hand was wrapped around the back of her neck, gently touching her neck, like a cheetah that was about to attack in the next second.

Wen Qiao took out his phone and considered typing.

"Voice."

Wen Qiao sent a voice message to WeChat: "Yoyo, do any boys in our college town like me?" Nothing like that, right? ”

I hope that Lu Youyou can detect the hint in her hostage's tone and say something that can make the eldest young master happy.

For a minute, Lu Youyou didn't reply, Wen Qiao smiled slightly: "Maybe I'm busy." ”

The phone shook, and Wen Qiao saw a minute-long voice, what did Lu Youyou say? Why is there such a long voice? Does she want to click on it? Is there a thunder point of Fu Nanli in the voice message?

"Why not?"

As the man spoke, the breath fell on the corner of her mouth, Wen Qiao's eyes closed and his heart turned sideways, and he clicked on Lu Youyou's minute-long voice.

[Wow, Wincho, don't you have any idea about your beauty?] Be confident, how can there be no boys in a college town who have a crush on you, and, not one or two, but many, don't you think that no one sends you a message, no one confesses to your face......]

Wen Qiao was already planning to click it again and turn off the voice, and it was visible to the naked eye that the eldest young master's face was gloomy.

The finger was grabbed by Fu Nanli, "Listen." ”

[Do you think it's because they think you have a boyfriend and they're turning away?] no~no~no~]