Chapter 462: Touched face

Chapter 462 Touching the face
After a rude kiss, Wen Qiao's lips became so swollen that he stared at him: "You just relied on me to be reluctant to hit you, didn't you?"
Fu Nanli always felt that a girl shouldn't say these things, "I told Shen Tian not to harm you. I just don't want you to play with him, so why go to dinner with him?"
Wen Qiao really wanted to resist Fu Nanli, but she always wanted to fight Fu Nanli and didn't want to fight, "Is it because after I fall in love with you, I can't have any intersection with other boys?"
What Fu Nanli thought was the best way. He knew that his possessiveness was a little morbid. He was not to the point where he would lose his sense of reason. He also restrained his possessiveness as much as possible, but with little effect.
Maybe it was because she was too much younger than him. Standing with her peers and doing nothing, she would lose his mind every time.
Even if that person is his nephew.
Her hand was pressed on the top of her head, and her anger was stained on the extremely bright face. He knew that his little friend was also angry.
"You have reason to find Cowherd?"
Wen Qiao lifted his leg and kicked over: "You still don't make sense? Did I find it? Shen Tian found it, okay? I was eating crab legs, and suddenly six men came and sat beside me. Then the police came and tortured me away. I am still hungry."
Wen Qiao used his strength so much, Fu Nanli grunted and stared at her sharply: "Sit by your side?"
"So what?"
She's pretty crazy.
Fu Nanli gritted his teeth: "Did you touch you?"
"What about it?"
"Wen Qiao!" almost growled.
Wen Qiao saw that there was a fire in his eyes, and knew that no matter how much he stimulated, he wouldn't have any good fruit. "There was a very muscular man who touched my face."
Wen Qiao was pressed and kissed for a long time, as if to cover the traces of others.
Those cowboys paid a painful price for this.
He touched a little girl's face and squatted in the game for three years.
Later, I learned that it was the little girlfriend of the Fu family's prince, and Cowherd was so frightened that his soul was gone.
"You are not allowed to go out with Shen Tian in the future."
He knew that his nephew was a little boy, who was ignorant and knew all the bastards, so how could he be assured that Wen Qiao would go with him?
Wen Qiao turned his head and ignored him.
Fu Nanli's rough fingers clamped her chin: "Wen Qiao, did you hear me?"
That doesn't make him worry, and this doesn't make him worry.
It really made him feel the pain of being a father in advance.
Wen Qiao glanced at him: "I'm hungry."
"Will you go out with Shen Tian in the future?"
If she doesn't promise, he won't feed him.
Wen Qiao curled his lips: "Today I was planning to eat him a meal, and the two are settled. Do you think I am very idle?"
Fifteen minutes later, Master Fu’s newly learned Spanish seafood baked rice was fresh out of the pot: "Let’s eat."
Wen Qiao looked back at Shen Tian's room: "Don't let him eat too?"
"Don't starve him without eating."
Shen Tian in the room heard the sound and cried silently. He was too miserable.
Wen Qiao saw a sharp scratch on Fu Nanli's neck, as if she accidentally injured him when she was just struggling.
Fu Nanli poured a glass of lemonade for her and put it beside her. Seeing that he had recovered his calmness, Wen Qiao felt a little distressed for him. He reached out and touched his neck: "Does it hurt? I was not careful."
(End of this chapter)