Chapter 158: Live interaction 2

Chapter 158 Live Interaction 2
The little girl stood in front of him with a petite face, her face was white and delicate, and her eyes were unbelievably clean, which inexplicably made Cen Qiong feel a little irritable.
The man's apple moved, and he turned to take out a medicine box from the drawer under the coffee table in the living room.
He leaned back on the sofa in a lazy posture, Chao Fu Ting hooked his finger, and released a sultry breath all over, like an evildoer, "Come on."
I knew it was medicine. I didn't know it. I thought he was waiting for bedtime.
Fu Ting sat next to him, took out the medicinal liquor and cotton swabs from the medicine box, and motioned for him to bow his head.
On one side of Cen Qi's body, he slowly slid a section of his clothes, revealing his tough and cold white shoulders with a very light red mark on them.
Fu Ting, "..."
Is such a trivial red mark as painful as he said?
She pursed her lips speechlessly, and leaned forward. From her perspective, she could see the man with his eyes lowered, his eyelashes thin and long, undeniably delicate.
This was the first time that Fu Ting was so close to a boy other than her father. She tried her best to keep calm and gave Cen Tiong medicine without any distractions.
Due to the action of rubbing the medicine, Fu Ting's cheeks moved behind Cen's tired ears, and the warm breath exhaled from the tip of his nose sprayed on his neck...
Cen Juan's throat tightened, and his fingertips curled up gently. "The kid concentrated on rubbing the medicine."
The man looked over lazily, his voice low and tired, "Don't touch your brother."
"..."
Fu Ting blushed, and said unbearably, "You are not my brother."
First of all, let's not say that the generation is wrong, the most important thing is that there is only one brother in her heart, that is God J, she will not be called Brother Cen Tiong anyway.
"Why, I think my older brother is not good-looking enough." Cen Qiong raised his eyebrows slightly, so he looked at her in his spare time, and laughed low.
Fu Ting pretended not to speak.
The other party was quiet for a few seconds, and said slowly, "Why do kids look down on people."
His voice was deep and sexy, with shallow breathing, as if a current rushed into Fu Ting's ears, and it was very painful.
The girl thought with a stern face, how could this evildoer be so hooked?
She ignored people, Cen Qiu squinted her eyes, dyed the loose ends of her eyes, and said with a low voice, "I can't just scream?"
Fu Ting speeded up his hand, quickly gave him a good medicine, and then ran upstairs with a rub.
Cen Qiong looked at the little girl's back, curled his lips and laughed, opened a half of his chest and shook his chest in a range, and his eyes were unknowingly deep.

Back in the room, Fu Ting sat cross-legged on the bed, turned on the computer, and began to write a second novel.
Fu Pei will be filming in the future. One novel is not enough for him to act, so she has to write a few more.
This time she intends to write about science fiction, the title of the book is [City], and she writes ten thousand and sends it out.
In addition to writing novels, Fu Ting also made a few design drawings by the way and sent them out for future needs.
After the incident, it happened to be the time when J God started broadcasting.
The era of intelligence has begun, and now the live broadcast software can send barrage.
As soon as Fu Ting entered the live broadcast room, he saw that God J was ready.
This time he seemed to be in a room with a gray wall in the background, and the room was dimly lit, projecting the slender figure of the man and the delicate dazzling hands.
The barrage is brushed quickly:
[Ahhhh, my husband is here! ! 】
[Since the picture quality is clear, it’s easier for me to lick my brother’s hand]
[My brother is so superior, my brother’s legs are not legs, they are spring water on the Seine]
[What kind of violin is my brother going to play today! 】
Fu Ting: I only have a brother J God!
Cen Tiong: Hee hee hee hee hee
(End of this chapter)