Chapter 38 Fox Demon
The little girl showed that frightened expression again.

She reached out and grabbed Fu Tingchuan's sleeve, sobbing: "It's alright if you don't say anything."

Song Nainai looked into Fu Tingchuan's eyes, and called out to her brother again in aggrieved manner.

Seeing that Fu Tingchuan did not reject her approach, she grabbed Fu Tingchuan's little finger again, her tone soft, revealing a hint of coquettishness.

"You were really fierce just now, you almost scared me to death, and you were so hard when you wiped my tears."

Song Nainai's eyelashes fluttered, "My face hurts."

Fu Tingchuan pinched Song Nainai's chin again, and looked down at Song Nainai's face carefully.

Song Nainai blinked curiously.

Originally, Fu Tingchuan wanted to see if he had blushed Song Nainai's face, but when he saw these clear and moist pupils, his heart suddenly became confused.

Fu Tingchuan withdrew his hand abruptly.

"If you don't say it, don't say it."

He can find out.

Fu Tingchuan didn't know what was causing the throbbing in his heart just now.

But this made him eager to escape.

He shouldn't be like this.

Thinking about it, Fu Tingchuan's breathing suddenly calmed down.

His expression also became a little serious, as if he had become Mr. Fu who was holding an umbrella that day, with noble and ruthless brows and eyes, condescending and unreasonable.

Song Nainai silently lowered her head.

Curly hair fell down, covering half of her fair face.

Song Nainai suddenly smiled strangely.
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When returning to the villa, Fu Tingchuan got out of the car without hesitation.

Song Nainai looked at the back of him who had gone away, blinked heavily, and lowered her head.

Song Nainai's thin body was a bit thin, and Song Nainai held her skirt, as if she didn't understand why Fu Tingchuan, who was so gentle and wiped her tears just now, suddenly became indifferent.

It was as if he had become the rumored unkind Fu Shao.

Fu Tingchuan returned to the room, hung his coat on the coat rack, and then went to the bathroom to wash his face.

Looking at the cold eyebrows in the mirror, Fu Tingchuan's long and narrow eyes revealed a fierceness.

He turned around, the cheeks were clearly defined, and the water stains fell off and landed on the shirt.

Fu Tingchuan unbuttoned two buttons, revealing half of his collarbone. He narrowed his eyes lazily.

Picking up a pack of cigarettes, Fu Tingchuan walked to the balcony.

But when he lit a cigarette, he saw Song Nainai standing downstairs alone, with his head down, unable to see her expression.

Fu Tingchuan's gaze sank.

He was biting his cigarette, staring at Song Nainai with a cold smile on his lips.

Although I don't really want to admit it.

But just at that moment, he felt that his attitude towards Song Nainai was too unusual.

But in just a few days, Song Nainai had such a big influence on him.

Thinking of the word "brother" that Song Nainai said in a soft voice just now, Fu Tingchuan felt his throat itch.

He stared at Song Nainai coldly, took off the cigarette, and slowly exhaled a puff of white smoke.

After a long time, the cigarette butt burned his knuckles.

Only then did Fu Tingchuan sneer, he turned around and threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray, and went downstairs.

Song Nainai was still at the door.

As soon as she saw Fu Tingchuan, Song Nainai's eyes lit up instantly. They were extremely beautiful eyes, so beautiful that one couldn't help but want to dig them out and treasure them.

When the little girl laughed, she showed two delicate canine teeth.

But under the current fairy-like makeup, she looks like a fox in Liao Zhai who sucks human blood, soft and charming.

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Smoking is harmful to health, please do not learn from character behavior
good night
(End of this chapter)

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