Chapter 91: Falling horse face 7

Chapter 91
She ran all the way to the building that manages the campus network, and as soon as she got downstairs, she saw Fu Pei coming out of it.
When Fu Pei went out in the morning, he wore a black coat. This coat was taken off. He only wore a washed, white shirt. The neckline was slightly open, revealing a thin clavicle, wild and arrogant, full of campus levers. Sub-breath.
Fu Ting ran up and looked at him closely, "Dad, what are you doing here?"
Fu Pei put one hand in his pocket, and the other hand slowly tightened the neckline, his posture was a bit rippling, and his voice was lazy and sloppy, "Oh, just go around."
"You played the video." Fu Ting's eyes were dark and black, "Where did you find it?"
Little fool's EQ is online?
Fu Pei was silent for a few seconds before he snorted, his tongue pressed against the back molars, his voice was low and sexy, "Oh, I picked it up,"
As for where to pick it up...
Don't ask, ask just fell from the sky!
Fu Ting's eyes were wet and beautiful, "Is it a trash can?"
Fu Pei:?
He lowered his eyes slightly, his dark pupils looked at her directly, and hummed lightly, "...Thinking too much, I have a habit of cleanliness."
Fu Ting stared at Fu Pei for a few seconds, then suddenly stretched out his hand and lunged at him.
Fu Pei quickly avoided, and at the same time, afraid that Fu Ting would fall, his slender fingertips pressed the little girl's head that he wanted to lean over.
The corner of his mouth was a cynical lazy smile, "All eyes are in full view, Fu Xiao listened to think-take advantage?"
Fu Ting looked at him pitifully, "Dad, don't you like me?"
Fuck.
Come again to take his life.
The Adam's apple rolled lightly, and Fu Pei's eyes seemed to pass with a helpless sigh, he leaned slightly, staring at the girl's white cheeks with pitch-black eyes, and whispered, "What should I do if my body is dirty and smelly?"
Fu Ting sniffed, and rarely said capriciously, "I'm going to hold it!"
Fu Pei only felt that his lifeline seemed to have been pinched in the hands of the little fool, and he could not resist her at all.
He slowly opened his hands, still looking unruly.
The end of the eyes stained with wanton twitched slightly, revealing a careless riffraff,
"Okay, give you a hug."
No matter what, Fu Ting rushed into Fu Pei's arms, raised his chin, and cried out crisply, "Dad is the best and best dad in the world."
Fu Pei's black eyes trembled fiercely.
For a while, a low laugh came out of his throat, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were filled with unconcealable joy.
Fu Ting tilted his head and rubbed it in a dependent manner. "Dad is not dirty at all. I like the taste of Dad the most. I really, like it, I like Dad very much..."
Why is this little fool not reserved at all?
The corners of the young boy's thin and unruly lips raised unconsciously, and then tightened to cover up.
Fu Pei cupped the girl's back with one hand, and his unruly black eyes were faintly gentle, and his well-defined hands rubbed her face gently, "I don't know how to be ashamed."

There are more and more news on the official website to help Fu Ting regain justice. Everyone teamed up and asked the organizer to re-rate. The real number one should be Fu Ting.
But the official website is like dead, without responding or changing points.
Are you trying to pretend to be stupid?
Teacher Zhu was indignant, and the principal was not easy to intervene in this matter. Seeing that the trophy was about to fall on Fu Huihui's head, he gritted his teeth and took Fu Ting to the organizer to discuss it.
Cheng Song said in a high-sounding voice, "Fu Ting's English recitation is excellent, but this time the first place is to go to the Beijing Research Institute to experience it. It is useless for an ordinary student to go to Fu Ting. Fu Huihui is righteous. As a writer who is flourishing in the sky, the people at the research institute might look at her for the convenience of our institution."
(End of this chapter)