The corners of Fu Yancheng's mouth hooked slightly, and his slender fingers swiped lightly.

The phone went through.

The air is quiet for two seconds.

A small milk voice with a Taiwanese accent came out-

"Crooked? System...... Fairy sister? ”

Fu Yancheng: "......"

"Crooked? Fairy sister? ”

"Your fairy sister is in the bathroom right now."

Syllable!

Hung up.

Fu Yancheng raised his eyebrows, put the phone on the table, and waited for the rabbit.

Three seconds later.

The phone vibrates again.

It shook for a while before he answered unhurriedly.

Qianbao roared: "Great Demon King! Big Bad! Why do you answer the call of the fairy sister! ”

Through the phone, Fu Yancheng could imagine the little guy running wild in the villa at the moment.

"Because I'm at your fairy sister's house." Fu Yancheng said calmly.

Syllable!

Hung up again.

Half a minute later.

"Great Demon King! Big Bad! Why are you at the fairy sister's house! ”

"The reason is a bit long, in short, I'm eating at your fairy sister's house right now, and just a minute before you called, I was having a face-to-face supper with your fairy sister."

Syllable!

Hung up again.

This time, it took a full minute to call back.

"Great Demon King! Big Bad! Woo, you're too much! Qianbao's voice obviously trembled.

Fu Yancheng's eyes narrowed, and he said lightly, "Do you want to see your fairy sister?" ”

“…… Think. ”

"Do you want to send New Year's Eve wishes to your fairy sister in person tonight?"

"Woo...... Think! ”

Fu Yancheng seduced in the tone of a big bad wolf, "As long as you promise me one condition......

“…… What conditions? "Qianbao little sheep is online.

Fu Yancheng said quietly, "Say it passionately, my uncle is the best uncle in the world, I love your uncle!" ”

The call was quiet for a while.

Qianbao's low little milk voice came.

"Hey, my eldest nephew~~"

The corners of Fu Yancheng's mouth twitched, and he sneered, "It seems that you don't want to see your fairy sister." ”

Qianbao: "......"

Then, a "wow" sound.

There was a murmur on the call.

Immediately afterwards, the old man's angry dantian roar sounded, "Stinky boy! If you make me cry again, I'll be careful, and don't come back for the whole Spring Festival! ”

Fu Yancheng rubbed his ears, and glanced at the cream cake placed on the corner stool.

The cake was half left, with two blown digital candles, 18.

Obviously, this is a birthday cake for the torture.

He had seen it early in the morning, and he was thinking about whether he wanted to do something, but now he had a ready-made labor force.

The dark eyes narrowed slightly, "Cheng Qian, if you don't want to miss the New Year's Eve wishes and birthday wishes for your fairy sister, just do as I ...... as I instruct."