Chapter 462

After a rude kiss, Wen Qiao's lips were so swollen, he glared at him: "You are reluctant to hit you because of me, don't you?"

Fu Nanli always felt that these words should not be said by a girl, "I told Shen Tian not to spoil you, but I just don't want you to play with him, so why go to dinner with him?"

It's not that Wen Qiao really wants to resist Fu Nanli, but she always wants to treat Fu Nanli well and doesn't want to fight, "Is it possible that after I fall in love with you, I can't have any interaction with other boys?"

What Fu Nanli thought was the best. He knew that his possessiveness was a little morbid, and he wasn't too irrational to do whatever he wanted. He also tried his best to restrain his possessiveness, but with little success.

Maybe it's because she is so much younger than him, standing with her peers and doing nothing can make him lose his mind every time.

Even if that person is his nephew.

Her hand was pressed on top of her head, and anger was dyed on that bright and bright face. He knew that his little friend was also angry.

"Do you have any reason to look for a cowherd?"

Wen Qiao raised her leg and kicked over: "You are still unreasonable? Did I find it? Did Shen Tian find it? I was eating crab legs, and suddenly six men came and sat beside me. Then the police came and they took me away, and I'm still hungry."

Wen Qiao used her strength so hard, Fu Nanli snorted and stared at her sharply: "Sit next to you?"

"So what?"

She's pretty crazy.

Fu Nanli gritted his teeth: "Did I touch you?"

"What if you touch it?"

"Wen Qiao!" Almost growled.

Seeing that his eyes were almost on fire, Wen Qiao knew that if he continued to stimulate him, he would not have any good fruit to eat. "There was a very muscular man who touched my face."

Wen Qiao was pressed and kissed again for a long time, as if to cover up the traces of others.

Those Cowherds paid a heavy price for this.

He touched a little girl's face and squatted in the bureau for three years.

It was only later that I learned that it was the little girlfriend of the Fu family's prince.

"You are not allowed to go out with Shen Tian in the future."

He knew that his nephew was a scumbag, ignorant and ignorant, and he knew all the bastards of the three religions and nine classes, so how could he rest assured to let Wen Qiao hang out with him?

Wen Qiao tilted her head and ignored him.

Fu Nanli pinched her chin with rough fingers: "Wen Qiao, did you hear what I said?"

That doesn't let him worry, and this doesn't let him worry either.

It really made him feel the pain of being a father in advance.

Wen Qiao glanced at him: "I'm hungry."

"Will you go out with Shen Tian in the future?"

If she doesn't guarantee it, he won't give him food.

Wen Qiao pouted: "I originally planned to eat him for a meal today, so I'm done, do you think I'm busy?"

Fifteen minutes later, Fu Dashao's newly learned Spanish seafood baked rice was freshly cooked: "Eat it."

Wen Qiao looked back at Shen Tian's room: "don't let him eat a little too?"

"A meal won't starve him to death."

Shen Tian in the room heard the voice and cried silently, he was so miserable.

Wen Qiao saw a very distinct scratch on Fu Nanli's neck, as if she accidentally hurt him when she was just struggling.

Fu Nanli poured her a glass of lemonade and put it by her hand. Seeing that he had regained her composure, Wen Qiao felt sorry for him again. She reached out and touched his neck: "Does it hurt? I was not careful."