Cheng Qian is not surnamed Fu, but he has half of the Fu family's blood on his body.

Don't look at the little radish head who is only five years old now, this anger, the ruthlessness that comes out of his bones can scare a teenage boy into squeaking.

Not to mention a little girl of seven or eight years old?

The little girl looked at the angel-like little brother in front of her, pursed her mouth, and cried out with a "wow".

Crystal tears flowed down in a hurry, so as not to tear my heart out.

The cry came suddenly, and everyone was confused.

Why did you cry at a good point?

And Cheng Qian, as the initiator, looked up at the innocent little handsome face, but sneered indifferently.

Hum.

A crybaby!

Why do you love fairy sisters the most?

When the little girl who was crying heard this sneer, her shoulders shrank in fear, and she didn't know if she was too frightened or too aggrieved, and she cried even harder.

At this moment, the onlookers could not sit idly by.

"Why is my little sister crying? What about your parents? ”

"Don't cry, Auntie will invite you to ice cream?"

……

Two or three people stepped forward to coax, but with little effect.

A little girl who shook her head vigorously still cried incessantly, crying so much that both eyes were red.

Tang Yi looked at the little facial paralysis that was still threatening others with his eyes, and let out a long sigh.

It is said that the nephew is like an uncle, which is really good.

One big and one small, the same don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.

The other side.

Xing Luoxi was about to get up when he saw Qianbao walking over, but Fu Yancheng took the first step to hold her down.

His shoulders sank, and a cold breath belonging to a man came to his face.

The sudden physical contact made the torturer stiffen suddenly, and the white fingers moved subconsciously.

"Let go!"

"Don't move."

Hearing this, he raised his eyes sharply, and then realized that he was very close to this hooligan.

How close is it?

You can see the roots, roots, divisions, and brightness of his black and thick eyelashes!

So this rascal doesn't move his mouth enough, but he still has to do it?

！！！

Human-faced beast heart, Sven scum!

It's really white, such a good skin that makes people spring, heart, swing, and ripple!

The torture was crazy and slandered, and his face turned a little cold, "This gentleman, haven't you heard of whether men and women are kissed or not?" ”

Do men and women kiss each other?

Fu Yancheng raised his eyebrows inaudibly, "Naturally, I have heard it...... But little girl, are you a woman? ”

Punishment: "......"

Again?!

Although she doesn't know if she counts!

But she knew that he was rubbing her patience hard against the ground!!

"This gentleman ......"

This polite language is her last quality.

"Huh?" Fu Yancheng looked at her disapprerovingly.

"I'll count three, and if you don't step back, I'll do it."

Do it?

What can a girl do?

Fu Yancheng didn't take it seriously at all.

"One."

But bullying a little girl is not his style of doing things in the end.

"Two."

Forget it, what is he talking about with a little girl?

A shirt, a misunderstanding.

"Three ......"

The moment the sound fell.

Fu Yancheng straightened up his majestic body.

The snow foam at the bottom of the tortured eyes melted, loosened his tight fingers, and turned to get up.

But his shoulders sank again.

"Bang!"

"You ......"