Chapter 339 Dare to kidnap?

  "..." The little girl's eyes were a little dodging, she wanted to say, it's yours.

   Seeing that the little girl didn't deny it, Fu Chen thought it was hers in his heart.

  Fu Yan Wang was a little embarrassed to hold the touch of white in his hand. He didn't know what to do for a while, but after thinking about it, he put it back in the cabinet.

   Inadvertently glanced into the cabinet, Fu Chen found that there were some clothes suitable for little girls, and his own clothes were padded to the bottom.

   And very few.

  Fu Chen tried his best to let the crimson from his ears fade, lowered his eyelids, and stretched out a few pieces of his own clothes from the pile of clothes.

   Then he turned to look at the little girl who was still standing by the door, like a wooden stick.

   For some reason, Fu Chen always felt that the little girl looked at him in a subtle way.

   He draped his clothes over his shoulders, walked straight towards the little girl, and stood in front of her, "Let's Jean."

   The little girl didn't react, "Huh?"

   "I said, let Rang, is it possible that you still want to wash with me?" Fu Yanwang looked at the dazed little girl in front of him, and he couldn't help but tease at will.

   There are some doubts in his heart, how did he fall in love with such a little girl in the future?

   looks stunned and a little stunned.

The    reaction is also sometimes sluggish.

   It is estimated that the IQ is not too high.

  The seventeen-year-old Fu Yanwang pursed his thin lips, squinted his long and narrow black eyes, and raised his jaw line slightly, showing an indescribable arrogance.

   The little girl was distracted just now, so her reaction was a bit of a pause. After she realized what Fu Yan had just said, Bai Nennen's little face instantly turned red.

   The little girl's round deer eyes widened slightly, her fingers twitched, and the next second she ran away like a piglet rammed by a deer.

  Fu Yanwang looked away, and after taking it back, he went to the bathroom to take a bath.

  In the bathroom, the heat mist is faint.

  The water splashed down the top of the man's head. The man put his hands on the blue-black porcelain plate and looked straight at the man with the arms in the mirror in front of him.

The    muscle line is almost perfect, with thin and surging water flowing down the line of the body, and the Adam's apple rolled down **** in the crystal clear hot water.

   That tough and somewhat indifferent handsome face is still very different from the seventeen-year-old self, with a little less vigor and a little more prudence and maturity.

  Seventeen-year-old Fu Chen, looking at the gradually blurred man in the mirror, wondered what kind of person he was at twenty-two.

  Thinking about it, for some reason, King Fu Yan suddenly thought of the scene in the room just now.

   He was picking up clothes and happened to be seen by the little girl.

  Little girl...

  Fu Yanwang squinted and thought for a while, and then he couldn't help but remember the little girl's thin body.

   hiss...

   looks like a minor.

  Suddenly!

  Fu Yanwang's face suddenly shrugged, frowning and looking at himself in the mirror, who was completely blurred, is he so bad at the age of twenty-two?

   Dare to kidnap even minors?

  …

  It was half an hour after Fu Yan Wang got out of the shower. At this time, the little girl was sitting on the sofa in the living room on the first floor, and she seemed to be chatting with Lu Xue and the others.

   clutching his stomach and kicking his legs and laughing from time to time, the picture is unusually warm.

   "What are you talking about?" Fu Yanwang walked over with his pocket in his pocket, a white towel draped over his shoulders.

   Hearing the voice, everyone who was still talking about some interesting topic tacitly stopped and didn't speak any more.

  The little girl quickly put away her restless calves, sitting like a good student, watching him come over, and then sat down opposite her.

   This time, I didn't sit next to me.

   The little girl pulled down her eyelids, and a low mood surged through her heart, which was fleeting.

  Fu Yan Wang sat down with a towel on, and sat opposite the little girl, his eyes passed over the little girl lightly, and then fell quietly on Lu Xue's body.

   "No, we're just talking, the weather is good today, hahaha." Lu Xue's mouth didn't have time to gather, so he was ready to perfunctory.

  Fu Yan Wang was leaning on the sofa lazily, looking at Lu Xue next to him, and suddenly said, "Don't you have to work?"

  “…”

  Lu Xue was speechless for a while, silently took out a laptop from behind, and went to work in a dress. -

   "Why shoot?"

   A cold and solemn voice ran through every corner of the Hall of Mansion, and a sense of oppression swept through.

  In the hall of the Mansion, some people were sitting and some were growing, but few of them dared to look at the woman sitting on the Taishi chair.

  The woman's eyes were ruthless, and her icy gaze was locked on the man wearing the golden glasses in front of him, especially when he looked under the golden lenses, the man's pair of fox eyes seemed to be forever penetrating.

   made her unable to resist killing intent...

  The man straightened his lip line and pushed down the gold wire frame with his raised hand. The fox eyes rolled down and smiled, "It's in the way, clear it."

   Gentle tone, spit out chilling words.

   Hearing the words, the woman suddenly lowered her head and smiled. The hand resting on the handle of the Taishi chair held a cigarette that was still burning with scarlet light. She lightly lit it with her fingertips, and the ashes fell to the ground.

  Suddenly.

   The woman's red lips hooked, and she stood up abruptly. She stepped on high heels and happened to be looking at the man.

  The woman's gaze was on the man's monstrous face that looked like a fox spirit, her eyes were dark and gloomy, and her red lips pulled a shallow arc.

   hastily raised the hand that was holding the crimson cigarette, and the mist that filled his nose made the man's beautiful brows twitch.

   "Which hand?" The woman's voice was lazy, but every word was cold to the bone.

   The man's beautiful long eyelashes trembled, and he stretched out the hand that killed the gentleman without changing his face, and reached in front of the woman.

   A very beautiful hand, with clear joints, cold and white skin, and the skin is even a bit more delicate than a woman's.

  The woman lowered her eyes and glanced at the man's hand, the shallow arc at the corner of her mouth narrowed, facing the eyes of everyone in the hall, and directly poked the cigarette **** that was still burning with scarlet flames into the man's palm.

   After a while, the man's cold and white palm was scalded alive, and it was also gray. 09 sat on the side and looked at it.

   The strange thing is that the man still doesn't change his face, and even the corners of his long and narrow eyes are still curved. Those beautiful fox eyes seem to contain tenderness wherever and whenever they are.

  The tenderness carved into the bones.

   The man didn't seem to feel the pain at all, he didn't blink his eyes, but those fox eyes, as if he was always hiding a smile.

  The woman lowered her eyes lazily and looked at the man's palm, which was scalded, until the flame of the cigarette was extinguished, and then she hurriedly threw it aside.

   "Does it hurt?" she asked with a sneer.

   The man also chuckled, "It hurts."

   (end of this chapter)