Chapter 13: You Think I'm Your Bastard Fan?

Fu Yancheng glanced at his nephew, who was nervous, raised his eyebrows and said, "He can let you call him Qianbao, which means that he likes you." ”

Qianbao froze in place, his eyes widening in disbelief.

This demon king, the big villain, would actually be kind enough to help himself speak?

"Really?"

Xing Luoxi smiled, but he didn't take it seriously.

When Qianbao heard her voice, his little face turned red, and he turned around like a puppet with his hands and feet, and nodded solemnly, "Yes!" ”

"Qianbao, I like Sister Fairy!"

The immature little milk voice is word by word, serious, pious, and very well-behaved.

Listen, Sister Fairy!

It's the cutest cookie in the world!

Tang Yi, who was halfway up, had weak hands and fell once again and ate.

Fu Yancheng's eyes shone slightly, as if he was pondering something.

Xing Luoxi didn't expect the little guy to confess so seriously, and he was flattered and touched his head, "I like Qianbao too." ”

Qianbao was stunned, and his little face visibly turned red, so red that it was smoking.

Yes~

The fairy sister also likes him~~

Fu Yancheng, who saw everything in his eyes, had a touch of disgust in his eyes.

Out of breath!

"So......" Xing Luoxi hesitantly returned to the point, "are you here to find Qianbao?" ”

Fu Yancheng looked at her amusedly: "Otherwise, who else can I come to?" ”

Who else can I look for?

Torture and speech.

Fans told her that this man is an illegitimate fan, and she has repeatedly ordered that she must not be soft-hearted, and if the other party dares to entangle, call the police immediately!

So when she saw him again, she also thought he was an illegitimate fan, but now it seems that there was a big misunderstanding, and people clearly came to find her little nephew.

She should have thought of it a long time ago, how could this big and small be three gods for no reason?

Besides, this person's words and deeds are extraordinary, even if he just stands casually, his temperament and aura are extraordinary.

Thinking about it, the tortured gaze fell thoughtfully on the man's shirt......

Not to mention illegitimate fans, she now suspects that he may not be her fan......

Fu Yancheng saw her staring at herself, frowned and lowered her gaze, seeing the shame on her shirt that was almost forgotten by him......

After a moment's pause, he suddenly understood what she had misunderstood.

But is she crazy?

Don't talk about treating him as a fan, you still think he's a brainless fan, chasing her all the way here?

He Fu Yancheng is chasing a girl?

Simply the most ridiculous joke of the twenty-first century!

Before he could sneer, the mobile phone on the table rang.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

Three private messages.

Master's mother: Kiss the female goose, did the man in the elevator pester you? This kind of illegitimate powder is perverted, you can do anything to track and peep, you squeak quickly, mom is so worried!

Lao Tzu loves the master the most: Master, the group beat or call the police, just wait for your order!

My master: Master, don't be soft-hearted! Bastard powder is not powder! Not a powder!!

Before the three private messages, there were a lot of private messages, all of which told her to be careful of illegitimate fans and go to the police quickly.

At a glance and ten lines, Fu Yancheng finally understood how this little girl was "crazy".

From a psychological point of view, all of them have delusions of victimization.

Fu Yancheng's face was like a bottomless black abyss, "You think I'm your illegitimate fan?" ”

Although he didn't know what illegitimate powder was, it was clear that something that would stalk and peep wasn't much better.

Xing Luoxi was startled when she saw the private message ID, and her ten fingers flew like a flying type, and it was not until the three of them sent "okay" that she breathed a long sigh of relief.

Then, she felt the somewhat gloomy aura beside her.

"Misunderstandings, all misunderstandings......"

Hearing the sound, Xing Luoxi turned over his mobile phone, the corners of his mouth grinned slightly, revealing a smile begging to turn the page.