The little girl stood in front of him. Her face was white and delicate, and her eyes were so clean that she couldn't help but make Cen tired and feel a little impatient.

The man's throat moved. He turned to the drawer under the coffee table in the living room and took out a medicine box.

His posture is lazy to lean on sofa, listen to toward Fu to hook next finger, whole body releases the breath of provocation, just like a demon, "come on."

What I know is medicine, but I don't know. I thought he was waiting for bed.

Fu tin sat next to him and took out the medicine wine and cotton swab from the medicine box, indicating that he bowed his head.

CEN tired body side, slowly sliding down a piece of clothes, revealing the repair of tough cold white shoulder, there is a very shallow red mark on it.

Fu Ting, "..."

Such a tiny red mark, he said so painful?

She speechless pursed her lips and pressed forward. From her point of view, we can see that the man's eyes are slightly low, and the eyelashes are thin and long, which is undeniably exquisite.

This is the first time Fu listen to the boy in addition to his father so close, she tried to maintain calm, focus on Cen tired medicine.

Because of the action of rubbing medicine, Fu Tin's cheek got close to Cen's tired ear, and the warm breath from the tip of his nose was sprayed on his neck

CEN tired throat hair tight, fingertips gently curled up, "children pay attention to point."

The man looked over lazily, his voice was low and clear and tired, "don't take advantage of my brother."

“……”

Fu listened to a red face and said, "you are not my brother."

First of all, not to mention the wrong seniority, the most important thing is that there is only one elder brother in her heart, that is, God J. she will not call brother Cen tired in any case.

"Why, I don't think my brother looks good enough." CEN tired eyebrow tip slightly Yang, good to see her, low smile out of the voice, "so the children do not want to call?"

Fu tin pretended to be dead and did not speak.

The other side was quiet for a few seconds and said slowly, "how can children look down on people?"

His voice is deep and sexy, with a shallow breath, as if there is a current zizizi into Fu's ears, crisp numb very suffering.

The girl with a straight face thought, this male version of the fox spirit, how can so hook people?

She ignored people, cen tired toward her squint eyes, dyed loose eye tail gently a hook, low voice low coax way, "call a sound all can't?"

Fu tin speeds up the speed of his hands, quickly give him good medicine, and then rub a run upstairs.

CEN tired looking at the girl's back, hook lips smile, open a small half of the chest - chest vibration out of sexy range, eyes unknowingly deep.

*

back in the room, Fu tin sat cross legged on the bed, turned on the computer and began to write his second novel.

Fu Pei is going to film in the future. One novel is not enough for him to play. She has to write more.

This time, she plans to write science fiction. The title of the book is called "city". She will write 10000 opening chapters and send them out.

In addition to writing novels, Fu Ting also made a few design drawings and sent them out casually for future needs.

After that, it's just the time for J to start broadcasting.

The era of intelligence has opened, and now the live broadcast software can launch a barrage.

As soon as Fu Ting entered the studio, he saw that God J was ready.

This time, he seems to be in a room, with a gray wall in the background. The light in the room is very dark, which reflects the slender figure of a man and the delicate and dazzling hands.

The bullet screen brush is very fast:

[ahhh, my husband is here!! ]

[since the picture quality is clear, it's more convenient for me to lick my brother's hand.

[brother is so superior, his legs are not legs, but spring water on the Seine River]

[what piano is my brother going to play today! ]

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