Chapter 613: Real Shura Field 8

Chapter 613 Real Shura Field 8
Fu Ting wrinkled his little nose, raised his head and looked up at the man's too deep eyes, with a dissatisfied expression, "That's how you reacted?"
Cen Tiong looked down at her with a gentle expression, "What reaction do you want?"
Fu Ting pursed his mouth and snorted quite proudly, bright and vivid, "You are so perfunctory."
She rarely shared anything with others. If she wasn't really happy at this time, she wouldn't come to Cen Juan to pass on happiness for the first time. She thought that Cen Juan would understand her.
The little girl bulged her cheeks and murmured, "Sure enough, what Dad said was right. Men are all big pig hooves, so don't cherish them if you catch them."
Cen Juan's fox raised his eyes slightly, and there was a lazy smile between his delicate eyebrows.
He was very close to her, and the clean and good smell swept across her body accurately, causing Fu Ting's heart to clenched subconsciously.
The man’s Adam’s apple slipped and rolled into a deep and tone. In this quiet space, Su’s human bones were tingling, "Brother only reacts when he is emotional, do you want to feel it?"
Fu Ting, "..."
He screamed again, he screamed again!
She stepped back two steps and found that the man's mood was different from the past. Although he was still in the lazy posture of sorrowful air, and he was always gentle and smiling when speaking, Fu Ting still felt that his mood was not good.
Don’t ask, ask is instinct,
"From now on, I can call Dad upright, and I will no longer be a little pitiful in the eyes of others without a father or mother. Are you not happy for me?"
Cen Qiong stretched out his hand and squeezed her cheeks, and said casually, "When your boyfriend called you, you didn't see you so happy."
The light in the room was warm, reflecting the warmer eyebrows of the man, but Fu Ting could clearly see the obvious indifference in his eyes.
Fu Ting wasn't stupid either, and he raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you jealous?"
Cen Juan chuckled lightly and looked at her face, "A little bit."
I admit it very calmly.
Fu Ting's eyes rolled, and he obediently went to hold his hand, and gestured with his fingertips in the palm of his hand, "Why are you still jealous with my father."
"Who made my brother naive?" Cen Tiong finished lazily, and looked down casually, "I'm a little tired. Go back to the room. I'm going to sleep."
He put a hand in his trouser pocket and turned slightly to his side, looking a little lonely.
Fu Ting's hand was thrown away by him, and the man raised his leg and walked into the bedroom.
Fu Ting stepped up to chase him, Cen Jing heard the sound and stopped. When he turned around, the girl slammed into his chest.
The man lowered his eyes to her, his nose was cold and straight, his face was not emotional, "Anything else?"
It was rare for Fu Ting to see Cen Qiong's indifferent appearance, but he didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, he had an urge to coax him well.
The little girl simply lay in his arms, wrapped her white and slender arms around the man's waist, and said, "Don't sleep, let's say the conversation is good."
"But I'm sleepy." Gentleman Cen Tiong rejected her offer, and opened her hand, with a deliberate expression in her expression, and her voice and gesture were very low, "Would you let brother sleep?"
Fu Ting felt the strangeness of Cen Tire. She fell in love for the first time. She didn't know what to do when her boyfriend was jealous, but she was instinctively unwilling to make him sulking.
The little girl thought about it for a while, and suddenly said with bright eyes, "But I want to kiss you."
Every time Cen Juan likes to kiss her the most, he will be very happy when he kisses her.
Cen Juan was stunned when he heard the words, and then his gaze was frozen on Fu Ting.
He made no secret of the scorching heat in his eyes, as if it had turned into a real heat. The little girl who looked straight at the girl's white face and her neck was red, and she said with some irritation, "Don't look at me like this."
Cen Juan couldn't help but turn his face away and let out a soft laugh.
The corners of the eyebrows are filled with joy, and the voice is and sultry, "Then brother will kiss you."
He leaned forward and leaned forward, his back bent, and his lips were brought to Fu Ting in coordination.
Fu Ting looked at him so close.
She knows that her boyfriend is a disaster for the country and the people. She is very affectionate in whatever expressions she uses.
Not to mention that at this moment, he just squatted halfway in front of her, looking up at her intently. The posture of the whole person was obviously very restrained, but he expected the other party to want to ruthlessly him.
No girl can resist this crit!
Fu Ting was picked up instantly, his throat was dry, and he raised his head and kissed him.
Cen Qiong remained motionless, letting Fu Ting rub his mouth. She didn't know how to kiss, she moved awkwardly, and stopped doing it after a while.
"Why are you unresponsive?"
"Brother is a little tired." Cen Tiong said lazily, licking the corners of his lips and chuckles, "I have worked hard, sister."
Fu Ting raised his hand to hook his neck, gave a generous hmm, and then continued.
The lips were wet, and even the breath between the two of them was sticky.
Cen Qiu's arms dropped on both sides, and the tight lines at the wrist bones were obvious.
His eyes were half-closed, and he clearly saw Fu Ting who was obviously very shy but worked hard when kissing him.
It's so cute.
"Brother can't breathe anymore." Cen Tiong gasped slightly, with a thin light red at the end of his eyes, and turned his face back beggingly, "Can you not kiss me?"
Fu Ting pressed his lower lip, raised his head in dissatisfaction and gave him a hard kiss, then pressed against his face and slowly said, "I like Dad very much,"
Her voice is very slow, "But you are also the person I like very much. You are equally important in my heart. Don't be upset."
Cen Tiong was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly rubbed her face, his eyes were very deep, "Next Tuesday for your birthday, I want to make our relationship public on that day."
After saying this, Fu Ting was stunned, and then tightened his lips.
The surroundings were extremely quiet, and even the breathing of the two of them could be heard clearly.
Cen Jing waited patiently for a few seconds, but when Fu couldn't speak, he changed his mouth softly, "When I didn't say it."
Fu Ting's frowning eyebrows, "Are you upset?"
"No."
"You are just upset."
"No."
Fu Ting said, "Well, you are happy."
"..." Cen Qiong raised his hand to rub his forehead, then reached out and gently touched the corner of her eye, "Brother, it's not unhappy."
There was a slight callus on the man's fingertips, falling on the skin of her most immature eye socket, and there was a clear numbness that penetrated the whole body.
He moved all the way down, like stroking a treasure that belonged to him, until he held Fu Ting’s wrist and controlled her hand to his left atrium.
"Here, the jealous one is going crazy."
This emotion has long existed, but he has been enduring it.
He is a very possessive person, but for the sake of Fu Ting, he has tolerated those emotions repeatedly.
Until this time, the entire Fu family was dispatched to protect Fu Ting from the wind and rain, but he could not go out with his boyfriend.
The purpose of Fu Pei Chuang Company: You create an entertainment kingdom for me, and I will personally deliver this kingdom to you soon.
(End of this chapter)