Reborn As the School Hunk’s Dearest Daughter

Fu Ting didn't take the key and knocked on the door for a long time before Cen Juan heard a voice to open the door for her.

The man is wearing a white hoodie and gray trousers. His attire is simple and clean.

Cen Juan didn't expect it to be Fu Ting. After a few seconds of stunned, his eyebrows moved slightly, and he asked warmly, "Why don't you just come in?"

Fu Ting was still squatting on the ground, like a homeless little boy, raised his eyes to glance at him, and said softly, "I didn't bring the key."

Cen Juan half-bent his upper body, reached out to grab the girl's wrist, and pulled her into the room. In the process, he rubbed her knuckles that were red from knocking on the door too hard, "Then why don't you give me a hand?" Call up?"

He said in an annoyed tone, "It's my fault for taking so long to open the door, does it hurt?"

Hearing Cen Juan's still nervous and caring tone, Fu Ting's previous anxiety and nervousness turned into indescribable sourness.

She pursed her lips and glanced at him, her voice didn't fluctuate, "You ignore me."

"..." Cen Juan raised his eyebrows, quite wronged, "Why am I ignoring you?"

He pulled Fu Ting to sit on the sofa, casually took out the band-aid from the coffee table drawer, and put it on her carefully and gently.

"Brother loves you so much," he pinched her fingertips lightly, "You little girl will be wronged."

The corners of Fu Ting's mouth couldn't help but curl up, afraid of being seen out, she quickly disappeared and asked sullenly, "Then why don't you go to the old house for dinner?"

Cen Juan raised his eyelids and glanced at her, with no emotion in his tone, "Didn't you say that, I'm busy, and your family doesn't want to see me, so I'm not likable in the first place, so I won't annoy them."

He said so in a very flat tone, but Fu Ting's heart twitched.

"You are not unlovable." She looked at him, her voice was very small, "I am here,"

When the little girl said this, she looked at him with bright eyes, and Cen Juan seemed to be scratched in the heart, a little itchy, but also a little sweet.

He pulled his lower lip and laughed hoarsely, "Are you coaxing me?"

"You can think so if you want." Fu Ting didn't deny it, thought for a while, and then said, "As long as you feel happy, I will coax you like this every day from now on."

As usual, Cen Juan was already flirtatious, but now he dodged Fu Ting's gaze, turned his face and said, "It's getting late, I have nothing to do, you should go back to spend the holiday with Uncle Fu first. "

"Are you driving me away?" Fu Ting frowned, "You still said that you don't want to talk to me."

"Why did I drive you away?" Cen Juan said amusedly, "I'm not afraid that Uncle Fu will be angry, he won't allow you to spend the night with me."

Just as Fu Ting was about to say something, he caught a glimpse of Cen Juan's hand touching his abdomen, and suddenly realized that he reached out to lift the hem of Cen Juan's clothes.

"What are you doing, why are you still lifting brother's clothes?" Cen Juan pressed Fu Ting's hand.

But his strength was obviously not as strong as Fu Ting's. Fu Ting forcibly pulled off the lower half of his clothes, and saw an obvious bruise on the man's muscular abdomen, which was shocking.

Fu Ting's eyes narrowed quickly, "You went climbing with your injuries yesterday, right, so why didn't you tell me?"

"It's nothing, it's just a minor injury," Cen Juan said calmly, "I'm afraid I'll scare you."

Fu Ting's cheeks were tense, and a mist appeared in his eyes.

"Are you mad at me," she whispered, "you were beaten because of me."

"That's not the case." Cen Juan looked into Fu Ting's eyes, paused, and said mockingly, "I'm afraid you think I'm quite useless."

I'm sorry, I haven't been in a good mood these two days, and I will resume normal updates tomorrow.

I hope that readers who follow the article here can not make any malicious comments on the hero and heroine. Every time Nan Zhen sees it, he will feel uncomfortable and be affected by the mentality, which makes him unable to code normally, which is very uncomfortable.