Song Nana is still crying, her voice is soft, and she can enter people's hearts in an instant.

Fu Tingchuan's gaze at her softened a lot.

He reached out to hold Song Nana and said in a low voice, "It's me who didn't think it through." ”

Since he is willing to bring Song Nana to the single-family villa where he lives, he naturally doesn't just treat Song Nana as a little girl.

He wanted Song Na Na to be his woman.

But now it's too fast.

Fu Tingchuan rubbed his eyebrows, he was only a little interested in Song Nanai at most, if he wanted this little girl now, it would not be very moral.

Song Nana has just been admitted to university, and he is already the president of the Fu Group, which has a very high social status.

Whether it is age or life experience, Song Nana can't compare to him.

Fu Tingchuan didn't want to coax a girl who had just become an adult.

Because so far, he has no plans to marry Song Nana.

He put his hands on Song Nana's shoulders and looked at her condescendingly: "Don't cry. ”

Fu Tingchuan's voice was low, and he looked at the pair of amber cat eyes: "If you want, from now on, treat me as your brother." ”

Brother?

Song Nana's expression was stunned for a moment, and she looked at Fu Tingchuan's dark eyes, a little incredulous.

"Why?"

Fu Tingchuan doesn't want to bear those heavy feelings now, but since he has brought Song Nanai here, he must still give her and outsiders a reason.

He didn't want Song Nana to suffer other nameless accusations because of his plans.

My brother is very good.

"Don't you want a brother like me?" Fu Tingchuan asked rhetorically.

Song Nana lowered her head with some difficulty, and Fu Tingchuan's words caught her off guard.

Who lacks a brother.

In the real world, she casually beckons to many male servants who want to be her love brother.

What is Fu Tingchuan?

Song Nana's eyelashes cover the depression under her eyes.

The distance between her and Fu Tingchuan was very close, so close that Song Nanai could smell the sandalwood that Fu Tingchuan stretched out.

He had just taken a bath, and his Buddhist beads were not worn on his wrists, but this sandalwood was with him.

Fu Tingchuan smiled lightly: "Huh? ”

The low tone is slightly raised at the end of the note, revealing a little dumb and dyed with a little smile.

"Of course, if you don't like calling me brother, that's okay."

When he is ready, he will naturally not let go of Song Nana.

How could he still let go of the prey that had already fallen into his bowl on his own initiative?

Fu Tingchuan's narrow eyes were full of deep meaning, the tails of his eyes rose, and his anger turned into softness, "Okay, you go back and think about it again and rest early." ”

After saying that, he grabbed Song Nana's wrist and sent Song Nana to the door.

Looking at the closed door in front of her, Song Nana's expression was a little cold.

Brother?

Does Fu Tingchuan want to use her as a spare tire?

I don't want to be responsible, and I don't want to let go.

So using the word "brother" to restrain her is also restraining himself.

Song Nana smiled meaningfully, and her eyes were cold.

She stayed at the door for another three minutes, then hesitated to walk back.

Fu Tingchuan is suspicious by nature, cold and cold.

He doesn't trust anyone, so there's surveillance everywhere in this villa.

Even the third floor, where only Fu Tingchuan lived alone, installed a lot of surveillance.

Song Nana knew that Fu Tingchuan could see her performance.

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Words though are few

But I've updated a lot!

I've got more words than many of my contemporaries [grievances]