Chapter 1793: Overbearing President Yu 66 1

Her pajamas are very conservative and are of the type of home wear.

Everything to be blocked is blocked.

But when Fan Yu looked at it like this, she always felt like she wasn't wearing clothes. She hurriedly pulled her clothes corner and just asked him about donation. Fan Yu had already spoken.

"Go in and change clothes, then come out and talk to me."

Qiao Yuanfei: "..."

"it is good."

Qiao Yuanfei's cheeks turned red unconsciously, turning her head to go in, but there was a small six or six hanging on her thigh.

"I want to go in and watch my aunt change clothes."

"No."

Qiao Yuanfei hadn't spoken yet, Fan Yu had reached out to pick her up and turned downstairs.

Qiao Yuanfei: "..."

ten minutes later.

Qiao Yuanfei changed her outfit and washed her face in a hurry. Without a face, she hurried downstairs.

No one else in Qiao's villa was there. Only Fan Yu was sitting on the sofa in the large living room.

His erect body leaned on the back cushion, his slender legs overlapped lazily, and the black suit made him feel the essence of the mall, as well as unparalleled honor.

He supported his head with one hand, and a magazine in the other, flipping around casually.

Hearing footsteps from the stairs, he looked up at her with vigilance.

When she saw it, she closed her magazine and threw it on the coffee table.

He turned to glance at Xiaoliu, who was squatting on the ground and playing with toys, and shouted.

Xiaoliu Liu heard his voice, his head lifted, he ignored, and continued to play the game.

The next second I heard Qiao Yuanfei's footsteps, looked back, immediately got up from the ground, stretched out her hand to hug.

Fan Yu: "..."

Out of favor comes like a tornado, caught off guard!

Qiao Yuanfei sat anxiously across from Fan Yu, and Xiao Liuliu sat in her arms.

Both large and small seemed to feel that Fan Yu was in a bad mood, staring at him with wide eyes.

Fan Yu: "..."

The steward came up with a cup of tea and a cup of milk and put it in front of Fan Yu and Xiao Liuliu.

The atmosphere was interrupted and eased slightly.

Fan Yu looked at Xiaoliu Liu, who started to drink milk and murmured, and looked up along the line of sight, smirking at the panic-like eyes of Shang Qiao Yuanfei.

"Follow me before. I wasn't very daring when Qi Yan fell. Now he is a rabbit?"

"... I haven't seen Yaowang." Qiao Yuanfei's face was a little red, not because she was shy, it looked like she was burning red.

Fan Yu ignored her whispered complaints and asked directly: "The people in the hospital said that you are ill, it is very serious."

"Huh?" Qiao Yuanfei shook his head, then shook his head.

"It's not serious, it's just a fever, it's gone ..."

Before she could finish, Fan Yu had turned her head and instructed the housekeeper to pour a cup of hot water for her.

His powerful aura, natural tone, as if this is not the Qiao family, but his own villa.

When the housekeeper received Fan Yu's visiting card, he knew his identity and did not dare to neglect.

Don't mention asking him to pour water for Qiao Yuanfei, just let him do something else, he dare not say a "no".

Who quickly put in front of Qiao Yuanfei.

She took a sip of her water glass, remembered the call she had just received, and asked.

"The hospital just called me and said you ... you donated to the hospital ..."

"Um." Fan Yu leaned on the sofa, her lips opened slightly.

Gaze swept across her face, adding.

"Not because of you, but because of Xiao Liuliu. She likes those children very much. I just want to make her happy."