Chapter 1969: Is This .. Her Son? Fifteen

Fan Yu stepped forward and sat down calmly.

One head on one hand, raised her eyebrow at her.

"There is only one sofa. You have nowhere to sit. Would you like to sit on my lap?"

Qiao Yuanfei: "..."! !!

"Ask casually if you don't want to sit."

Fan Yu seemed to tease her intentionally.

Love words rushed around, and when she was at a loss, she exposed it gently and started the next topic.

"Are you alone here?" He asked.

"Ok."

Qiao Yuanfei nodded smartly.

She doesn't like people entering her room.

Qiao Yuanxi used to run to her room to turn things around, but she was afraid a few times afterwards.

Gradually, no one dared to mess into her room again in Qiao's villa.

As for the people outside Qiao's villa, there is no such opportunity.

Fan Yu: "So, am I the first man to enter your room?"

Didn't even the person on her phone who wanted to confess enter her room?

Fan Yu's eyes were vaguely anticipating.

The moment I saw Qiao Yuanfei nodded, she became inexplicably happy.

In order to reward her, he kindly decided not to tease her anymore.

Seeing her tired face, she stepped forward and gently grasped her shoulder.

Asking his head.

"Have you not bathed yet?"

"..."

"I help you get your clothes. You take a bath first, and then you should sleep."

Fan Yu finished turning and turned, as if taking care of Xiaoliu, and turned familiarly to open her closet.

Scoop out a set of pajamas from the inside.

When Qiao Yuanfei was still wondering whether he would leave, the corner of his eye suddenly caught his hand and opened the drawer for her underwear ...

"What's in here? There are so many squares."

She was stunned!

The whole man rushed forward and reached out to stop him.

But it's too late.

Fan Yu had opened the drawer and saw her underwear neatly placed inside, and her hand was slightly rested.

But it was just stuck for a second.

As if something interesting was found, long fingers took out a small floral underwear and looked up to ask Qiao Yuanfei.

"It turns out that you really have a soft spot for little broken flowers."

"..."

In Qiao Yuanfei's mind, everything that happened because of the "little broken flower" flashed.

How I wish she had a roll of tape at her moment so that she could go up and seal Fan Yu's mouth.

"I went to take a shower!"

Qiao Yuanfei, who was extremely embarrassed, could no longer look directly at Fan Yu, who turned into a devil. He rushed forward, grabbed the clothes in his hand, closed the closet, and turned to the bathroom.

The action was too rapid, almost hitting the door frame.

Barely holding my body, I slammed the door shut.

I didn't realize it at all.

The devil is still in her room and continues to wander.

No sense of being a guest.

From her wardrobe, float to her dressing table.

Finally floated to her bed.

Back and forth, checked inside and out, and found no men's objects.

Nor did he keep anything from men.

He is in a good mood.

It seems that the man on the phone has nothing to do with her.

At best, it may be an admirer.

Qiao Yuanfei must not take him seriously.

Fan Yu had checked everything that should be checked, and the sound of water in the bathroom had not stopped.

He stood by the bed, his black eyes rolled, and he began to play a small abacus.

Although he didn't take other wild men into his eyes, there are some things that are better to prevent beforehand.