Chapter 152

How old is she? She and her roommate go out to drink soju, OK?

How to treat her as a child?

Fu Nanli's forehead green tendons a jump, bow to the past: "call Fucheng, or city elder brother, don't call Fucheng elder brother."

Brother, this word, always appears sentimental.

Her affection can only be applied to him alone.

Wenqiao tilted his head and looked puzzled: "huh? Why? "

What's the difference?

Fu Nanli pressed her white wrist: "to be obedient is to be obedient."

Fu Cheng picks eyebrow: "young master does not speak to let you drink, I dare not pour wine for you without authorization."

Wenjo looked at Fu Nanli: "I'll just have a drink, OK?"

Fu Nanli raised his hand: "Fucheng, take a bottle of fruit wine, peach bubble wine, do you have it?"

He Jun joked: "you take her as a child again, and fall in love with her, Nanli, you contradict yourself."

Fu Nanli looked at Wenqiao's eager eyes and relaxed: "Fu Cheng, pour her a cup."

Wenqiao never thought that she could burn a knife for half a bottle of red wine, but only one cup would be poured.

After a drink, wenjo felt a fever in his face, confusion in his head, confusion in consciousness and weakness in his body.

Fu Nanli took the rickety man into his arms.

Fu Cheng Showdown: "brother, don't blame me, you let me pour wine."

Fu Nanli records an eye knife to come over, Fu Cheng feels aggrieved to die.

He Yan smile some tensed: "unexpectedly someone drinks a glass of red wine to be drunk like this?"

So this girl is using this method to bewitch Fu Nanli?

Wenqiao's face was red and his eyes were dim. He held Fu Nanli's hand and said, "I can drink it. Don't treat me as a child. Its In fact, Lu youyou and I go out. Liquor can You can drink more than half a bottle. "

Fu Nanli picked up the man and went out.

"Have someone bring some sobering soup into my room."

"Good brother." Fu Cheng Ying Dao.

He saw Fu Nanli holding the man in his arms and leaving the private room in a hurry.

He Yan couldn't hold on any longer. She lost her chopsticks. She felt a box of women's cigarettes and lit them. Her voice was not very good: "it's not convenient for Xiao Wen to be here. She has to go out and smoke."

He Jun gently Tut, after all, the opposite is the Fu family's brother. She said Fu Nanli's girlfriend's wrong without scruple. She was really angry and confused.

"He Yan, pay attention to your attitude."

He Yan is more and more annoyed, his fingertips tremble, and crudely presses out the cigarette in the bone dish, picks up one hand bag, and hurried out of the compartment.

Fu Nanli's room was on the sixth floor. He hurried back to the room with a man in his arms. Stepping on the soft carpet, he walked through the large living room. As soon as he put the man on the bed, wenjo struggled to sit up.

Look at him with red eyes.

Before the lights could be turned on in the room, only the dim light outside the window shone through the French windows.

"What's the matter?" He was half kneeling beside the bed, which looked pious and his voice was very gentle.

Drunk wine may become emotional, no matter how hard life, Wenqiao never complained to anyone, complained of grievances.

But when facing him, it becomes soft.

"Dad doesn't want us. My brother is sick. My mother is so kind. I'm supporting the whole family. Will I be tired? In fact, I will be tired

He didn't seem to have the experience of comforting people. He just reached out and touched her face again and again, and said in a deep voice, "I'm here, I'm here."