Reborn As the School Hunk’s Dearest Daughter

Fu Ting reached out to grab the bowl, but the man grabbed the wrist, and with a little force, he hugged the little girl into his arms.

Fu Ting stretched out his hand to tug on his tie, Mao Mao frowned, "What are you doing, I don't want you to feed me."

"Don't move." Cen Juan gently but forcefully grabbed her twisting waist, calmly suppressing the emotional movement of her body.

His eyebrows and eyes were a little cold, and his tone was a little cold.

Fu Ting took the opportunity to grab his hand, ate a big mouthful of the lean meat porridge in the bowl, and looked at him while eating, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

Cen Juan was amused and distressed by her anxious little appearance, this is starving his baby into a pity.

The man's brows and eyes were covered with frost, and he wiped the corners of her lips, his voice was low, "But I was frightened."

"He couldn't bully me, I bullied him to death." Fu Ting raised her chin with a proud expression.

Apart from being hungry and uncomfortable, Qin Yu didn't get a dime from the beginning to the end.

Cen Juan stared at her for a few seconds, lowered his eyes and kissed her lightly under the corner of her eyes, their breaths intertwined, his eyes burst into a smile, and he said slowly, "Listen, it's so good."

Fu Ting swallowed the porridge lightly, her cheeks were pretty and her cheeks were pretty, her eyebrows and eyes were very obedient, "Of course."

Fu Ting was indifferent in front of outsiders, but would naturally act coquettish and cute in front of those close to her.

When they were in a relationship before, Fu Ting was a little reserved.

But ever since the two of them pierced the last layer of window paper, Fu Ting's acting like a baby in front of Cen Juan has almost caught up to the same treatment he gave to Fu Pei.

Cen Juan loved it to death.

When Fu heard that he was scooping up the porridge very slowly, whether he wanted to be fed or not, he watched eagerly and complained in a low voice, "Hurry up."

Cen Juan gave her a sip, raised his eyebrows lightly, and dragged his voice, "If you say the same in bed, I will be very happy."

"..." Fu Ting almost choked, her ears turned red, and she calmly changed the subject, "Your skills are getting better and better."

Cen Juan snorted, gentle and sexy, "Is there any reward?"

"You can eat it as a reward," Fu didn't think he was being fooled, so he scooped up a mouthful of porridge and fed it into his mouth, smiling, "Is it delicious?"

Cen Juan chewed gracefully, swallowed the porridge in his mouth, then lifted Fu Ting's chin, pressed the corner of her lips with his fingertips, and quickly blocked her lips.

Desiring a very passionate kiss, Fu Ting's eyes watered and his breath was unsteady.

Completely soft in his arms.

Cen Juan pressed against her forehead, panted lightly, and teased her loudly.

His eyes were drooped, and his eyelashes covered them, covering up the strong spring feeling inside. As always, he was loose and seductive, and said in a breathy voice, "The ones in your mouth are more delicious."

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After Fu Ting had eaten and drank enough, Fu Pei and Qin Qing came back one after the other.

Seeing that Fu Ting was well served, Fu Pei breathed a sigh of relief, and even looked at Cen Juan quite pleasingly, "You're still useful."

"Uncle Fu, please drink some water." Cen Juan bowed his head in front of Fu Pei, behaved politely and could not find fault.

Fu Pei didn't answer, put his hand in his pocket, and glanced at him coldly, "Just take care of my daughter."

"That won't work." Cen Juan chuckled lazily, his whole body was dignified and elegant, he put the water glass aside, and said obediently, "You are my future father-in-law, and I will take care of you as well."

"..." Fu Pei turned his face away in disgust, and grains of rice appeared on his arms.

I knew I couldn't talk to this flirt.

Cen Juan also poured Qin Qing a glass of water, but Qin Qing didn't drink it in her hand, and just looked at Fu Ting eagerly.

She said with difficulty, "My child, I'm sorry."

Fu Ting looked at her calmly, "Why do you have to apologize."

Qin Qing was in a hurry, stirring her hands together, staring at Fu Ting with fond eyes, "I didn't protect you well, I'm not a responsible mother."