Reborn As the School Hunk’s Dearest Daughter

The next day, when Fu Ting came out of the room, Cen Juan just happened to come out.

The man was wearing a white shirt, slender and straight, and his temperament was always elegant.

Fu Ting lowered her head, and when she walked past him, the man suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Fu Ting's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he raised his eyes slightly, just in line with the other party's lowered eyes.

He raised the end of his eyes, with a spring look in his eyes, and looked at her like this, "I'm going on a blind date, what do you have to say to me?"

Fu Ting thought for a while, then carefully squeezed his small fist, "Come on."

"..."

Cen Juan lowered his eyes, his eyes suddenly turned away from the wisps of haze.

Although he knew that he had always been chasing Fu Ting, what Fu Ting was thinking about was that Fu Pei, and there was no relationship between a man and a woman for him.

But the girl in front of him clearly knew that he was going to have a blind date soon, not only was she not jealous, but she also didn't care, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

After Fu heard it, he felt that the breath around Cen Yan's body suddenly became cold, and the man's always lazy and delicate eyebrows seemed to have lost his old look.

With a thud in her heart, she broke free from the man's hand, turned and walked downstairs.

When passing the living room, there were hurried footsteps behind him, and Fu Ting was picked up by the man who rushed over in the blink of an eye and placed on the sofa beside him.

Cen Juan surrounded the girl on the sofa, his jaw tightened, and his eyes were deep and seductive, looking at her, the forbearance in his eyes almost burst, his voice was hoarse, and he said in a dull and dull, "You don't want me. Is it?"

Fu Ting's nostrils were filled with the clean and pleasant scent of plants and trees on his body, and his mind was buzzing.

Fu Ting pursed her lips tightly, and said honestly, "You're not mine."

"Don't admit the account today?" Cen Juan's breathless voice fell in Fu Ting's ear in a sexy and loose voice, "You are such a scumbag."

"I didn't do it on purpose." Thinking of what happened the night before, Fu Ting felt particularly unsure, and was still very guilty, and whispered softly, "It's a big deal for you to take it back."

Cen Lian raised his eyebrows, "Huh?"

"What did I do to you before, just do what you do to me, and then we'll even out?" Fu Ting was happy for the perfect way to make up for it, she was really a clever little ghost hee hee.

Cen Lian stared at Fu Ting for a few seconds, then hummed loosely, "That's what you said."

While speaking, the man lowered his head and bit his tie into his thin lips, his Adam's apple slid slightly, trembling out of the most charming arc of the neckline.

How can you... be so sexy.

Fu Ting turned her face away, her mouth was inexplicably dry, and under the light, she could clearly see her white earlobes turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Cen Juan twitched his lips and let out a low laugh. It was a very sexy tone, emanating from the deepest throat, and the low and charming tone was touching.

Fu Ting's scalp became numb, "Are you okay?"

"Where is this going?"

"..."

Fu Ting's whole body was tense, and his thin white fingers were clenched into fists.

It's just too deadly!

Cen Lian licked his lower lip, raised his hand to hold Fu Ting's shoulder, and with the other hand supported her face, and kissed her sideways.

A few minutes later, he left briefly, rubbed the tip of her nose with the tip of her nose, and smiled, "Yesterday you called me brother, it was hard for me to breathe."

Fu Ting felt that she was going to die.

In this space where there is only the two of them, there is only the sound of each other's breath merging together, and the feeling of the breath being disturbed.

Cen Wan's voice sank, with a lingering ambiguity, and a hoarse voice, "You are so sweet."

Vote if you think it's sweet, the next one is sweeter than your heart.