Chapter 47: Head Over

Seeing that the little neighbor took out the things, it was an A4-sized document, which was neatly sandwiched in a folder.

This, this, this...... A document?!

What kind of information needs to be so mysterious, Fu Qingqing was curious for a while, and leaned over to see what the content of the information was.

Fu Qingqing's head was halfway up, and she would be able to see the content immediately, but when she pressed her head with one hand, she watched the information run into Ni Caicai's hand and be put away by her with a smile.

"Thank you, uncle! Thank you, little grandpa! ”

“????” Little grandfather?! Could it be that there is still an old grandfather?! Burst......

There was a burst of laughter in her heart, and Fu Qingqing felt the hand on her head loosen. The information is lost anyway. She can see now which little Rilong Bao dares to press her head!

Before turning her head, Fu Qingqing still looked fierce for a while, and after turning her head, Fu Qingqing became well-behaved and shy. Because......

The little brother in front of me is so handsome!

How can there be such a handsome person? A simple beige trench coat with a gray high-necked undershirt, handsome and resolute, a well-defined face, a high nose bridge, deep-set eyes, delicate but not feminine eyebrows, and thin red lips slightly raised, as if smiling but not smiling. The nature that has long been retracted from the head hangs down at the side. Rather loose trousers and trench coat match, typical classic retro look.

Fu Qingqing likes the boy's dress, and more importantly, this little brother is 1.85 meters by eye, this dress is worn on him, and he has a muddy and unstained temperament...... It's so pretty! Looking at it again, he may be less than twenty years old.

Young.

Tall.

Handsome.

Like...... Hey, hey, hey...... The most important thing is that he is Ni Caicai's little grandfather!!

"Who is this girl?! Why haven't I seen it before?! Zhou Mengyan, is your girlfriend?! ”

“……”

“……”

"Hey, hey, hey......" Ni Caicai snickered. Look, she is not the only one who says that Xiao Qingqing is the girlfriend of her uncle.

Fu Qingqing is really drunk, this big family, do you say it's a girlfriend when you see someone? How could she be Zhou Mengyan's girlfriend? I just praised this little brother for being handsome. Sure enough, that sentence is true, God opens a door for you, and will close a window for you. Such a good-looking little brother is blind.

"She's my neighbor, Fu Qingqing. I came into the city today to have fun, and I met on the way! Sighing helplessly, this time Zhou Mengyan came forward to explain. Seeing the little neighbor running out to explain, Fu Qingqing was not so tired.

"Neighbor?!" The little brother looked Fu Qingqing up and down. The last one I got it.

"Okay, childhood sweethearts, two little guesses! Get along day and night, day and night! Over time, it is difficult to give up! What a romantic and long-lasting love! Touching and enviable! ”

"Poof......" Ni Caicai didn't suppress it this time, and laughed directly. Okay! It's still a little grandfather!

"Ahem......"

For the first time in her life, Fu Qingqing choked on her own saliva.

The more you talk about it, the more outrageous it becomes, and the more you talk about it, the more you talk about it.

"She's really just a neighbor!" The little neighbor in my memory is a person who doesn't explain, and he says this now......

Fu Qingqing felt that he was too short of exercise.

"You just said it, neighbor, I know, I said why don't you go home, it turns out ......"

"Something for you! I'll go first! ”

"Gone?! I didn't say I was leaving......"

Fu Qingqing still wanted to hear some family secrets, Zhou Mengyan interrupted others without saying anything, pulled Fu Qingqing up and left. At the same speed as the wind, Fu Qingqing was a little stunned by being taken away.

"And said it's not a girlfriend! You young people......" The man in the trench coat shook his head, the tone of the elder, the appearance of the elder.

"Little grandfather! You're only nineteen! You're young too! There were cartoons under the table, Ni Caicai smiled and squinted, she was sixteen, he was nineteen, and the difference was two years old. Those who are not under twenty are certainly young.

Ni Caicai felt that what he said was very reasonable, but who knew that the man in the trench coat turned his head to Ni Caicai, looking like an idiot:

"Alas...... You don't understand!! ”