Chapter 143: Little Internet Celebrity, There's a Big Guy Dad (29)
[Nerd, nerd!] Take away your dog's paws! γ
No!
[Chopped the pig's trotters of the dog tigerββ! γ
Systemic depression.
Crazy.
The consciousness writhed wildly, like a mad cow bitten by a rabies!
[You've forgotten all the things that Baba taught you, haven't you? You're a female doll! γ
[Sooner or later, you won't know if you've been eaten by someone! β¦β¦ Alas? @#$Β₯ You're blocking me again!! γ
Eighteen-year-old little soft baby.
β¦β¦ Something unexpected to Fu Shenyang.
The thin and wide palm of the hand was so unexpected...
What a hell exam, he didn't want her to take the exam in the first place, but now he just wants to take her home.
There has never been a time when I want to take her.
Bullied.
After all, he didn't expect anything.
The little thing really moved his heart to him, "Dad".
Ah Chan took the test for a day, and his little head was dizzy.
After a while, I remembered the gentle and doting eyes of the little obedient.
His big hands...
Her little hand holding the pen slowed down as she wrote.
In the end, I didn't write it directly, and my little hand covered my heart.
"Plop, plop."
Still jumping.
"All of them?"
[Don't ask me, I don't know anything.] γ
The system sulked with its head tilted.
Just blocked me and asked me what I was doing?
Baba won't tell you that you are attracted to a man other than Xianjun!
If Xianjun was still alive, he would definitely kill that dog man!
And by the way, I had to slaughter it.
Xianjun was reluctant to touch his little flower bone, and would only chop it to pieces.
Woo woo, who did it provoke?
It's all the fault of the bad little guys!
Seduce the flower bones that don't know anything about it!
Ah Chan pouted.
It's all bad, and I don't tell her.
I finally got the test to finish.
The students in the last row moved forward to collect their papers.
Ah Chan obediently put down the pen, pushed the roll to the corner of the table, and silently collected the pencil case with his little hand.
I don't know if it's because the divine consciousness of the little flower bone can affect the body of the original owner.
The little girl's exposed little hands are extraordinarily soft and fair.
When the male classmate who collected the roll received her, he inadvertently glanced at it.
The whole person was stunned.
Ah Chan's little hands are so white and tender.
β¦ The face is more tender.
The well-behaved appearance of packing the pencil case with long curly eyelashes is simply glowing.
"Huh?"
Ah Chan noticed the shadow beside him.
The little head is crooked.
The soft and confused eyes looked at the male classmate blankly, why did he stare at her and not accept her papers?
I saw that the male classmate's face was "brushed" red.
Like a cannonball, "whoosh" snatched her roll.
Then, "whoosh", the front row of rolls were all taken to the podium.
As he turned his head past her table again, the boy paused.
Blushing, he looked at her.
"Ah Chan, I, I'll go to the third year of high school to find you!"
Young boys and girls with budding spring hearts, just because of a beautiful skin, can arouse the enthusiasm and determination to struggle.
The boy put down a sentence and buried his head back in his seat.
I didn't see Fu Ye, who had been staying at school and didn't leave, and appeared at the door to pick up the female goose as soon as the bell rang.
How ugly the face is.
Ah Chan's eyes lit up: "Little good father!" β
The girls who wanted to taunt the little mentally retarded kept their mouths shut before they could speak.
One by one, they packed their schoolbags and didn't dare to say anything.
In the car.
Ah Chan's small eyes kept looking at Fu Shenyang.
The little obedient is angry?
Why are you angry again?
Ah Chan's blank eyes blinked innocently.
The little hand propped up the seat, little by little, and moved towards Fu Shenyang, who was black-faced.
Shift, glancing at his face.
Seeing that he did not stop.
Move it again.
Fu Shenyang saw her cautious little movements out of the corner of his eye.
Full of sourness and depression, it seems to be dissipated.
But she seems to enjoy her such a quiet temptation and flattery.
It's hard to keep a straight face.
Wait for her to take the initiative to approach.
Until, when the little thing was completely close to him, its delicate fingers hooked the corners of his clothes.
The little head tilted and poked in front of him.
The soft and cute eyes, like a kitten, innocent and flattering, meowed: "Dad? β
Fu Shenyang...
There was a sudden roll in his throat.
This little thing!
How can he hook him like this!
A lean.
Ah Chan's small body was pressed by him on the bench.