Chapter 1969: This Is... Her Son? (Fifteen)

Fan Yu stepped forward and sat down calmly.

He propped his head on one hand and looked at her with raised eyebrows.

"There is only one sofa and there is no place for you to sit. Do you want to sit on my lap?"

Qiao Yuanfei: "..."! !

"Just asking, if you don't want to sit down, just forget it."

Fan Yu seemed to be teasing her deliberately.

She picked up the love words casually, and when she was at a loss, she gently lifted them up and started the next topic.

"Are you usually alone here?" he asked.

"Um."

Qiao Yuanfei nodded obediently.

She doesn't like people coming into her room.

Qiao Yuanxi used to like to go to her room and rummage around, but after being lectured by her several times, she became afraid.

Gradually, no one in Qiao's villa dared to enter her room anymore.

As for the people outside Qiao's villa, they don't have this opportunity.

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

Even the person on her phone who wanted to confess never entered her room?

There was a faint expectation in Fan Yu's eyes.

The moment he saw Qiao Yuanfei nodding, he felt inexplicably happy.

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

Seeing her tired face, he stepped forward and gently grabbed her shoulders.

He lowered his head and asked.

"Have you not taken a shower yet?"

"..."

"I'll help you get your clothes. You go take a shower first, and then it's time to go to bed."

After Fan Yu finished speaking, he turned around, as if taking care of Xiao Liuliu, and turned around to open her wardrobe in a familiar manner.

He took out a set of pajamas from inside.

When Qiao Yuanfei was still struggling with the question of whether he would leave or not, she suddenly caught a glimpse of his hand opening the drawer where she kept her underwear...

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

Her nerves were on edge!

The whole person rushed forward, reaching out to stop him.

But it's too late.

Fan Yu had already opened the drawer and paused slightly when he saw the underwear neatly placed inside.

But it was just stagnant for a second.

As if he had discovered something interesting, he took out a small floral underwear with his long fingers and raised his head to ask Qiao Yuanfei.

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

"..."

Everything that happened because of "Little Broken Flower" flashed through Qiao Yuanfei's mind.

How she wished she had a roll of tape on her hands right now 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 had transformed into a devil. She rushed forward, snatched the clothes from his hand, closed the closet, turned around and rushed into the bathroom.

He moved too quickly and almost hit the door frame.

He managed to steady his body and slammed the door.

I didn't realize at all that I could hide for a while, but I couldn't hide for a lifetime.

The devil was still in her room, continuing to roam.

No sense of being a guest at all.

From her closet to her dressing table.

Finally it floated to her bedside.

I checked it from front to back, inside and out, and found nothing belonging to men.

Nor was anything reserved for men.

He was in a good mood.

It seemed that the man on the phone had only an average relationship with her.

At best, he might be an admirer.

Qiao Yuanfei definitely didn't take him to heart.

Fan Yu had finished checking everything he should check, but the sound of water in the bathroom hadn't stopped yet.

He stood by the bed, his dark eyes rolled, and he began to make small calculations in his mind.

Although he didn't take other wild men into consideration, there were some things that were better to be nipped in the bud.