Fu Nanli cursed a "little liar" and bit her mouth.

As long as he doesn't touch his bottom line, he can allow the little liar to tell some trivial lies.

After all, he himself is a big liar now.

"When did Lu youyou look the same as Dong Yao?"

After all, he didn't resist it. Fu's tone was full of sour taste.

Wenqiao's heart was thumping, and his face was full of guilty feeling of being caught: "you Do you see that? "

"Yes, I happened to pass your car when I called you."

The man who knew the current affairs was a hero. Wenqiao immediately began to admit his mistake: "I'm sorry, I didn't tell you the truth."

He put his big hand loosely around her neck and rubbed her delicate skin: "what did you do with Dong Yao?"

Wenqiao put his hands on his legs, his face was not red, and his heart did not jump: "Dong Yao, he likes anatomy. He said that he had a laboratory and borrowed a paleontology from the museum. It has been more than 2000 years ago. I was very curious after listening to it. I followed him to have a look, and the laboratory signal was not very good."

Fu Nanli raised eyebrows: "laboratory?"

"Well."

"Paleontology?"

"Yes."

"Bad signal?"

"Not really."

Fu Nanli smile, Wenqiao uneasy, Fu Nanli jaw head: "know."

Winjo breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm going to lie in midtown in a few days. Would you like to come with me?"

Wenjo: how many days are you going

"Three or five days."

"I have to go to school."

If we don't see you for three or five days, we can't delay it to thirteen days.

"Well, I see. You can tune what you want to watch."

Wenjo shrugged pointlessly: "I can do it."

Fu Nanli picked up the remote control and flipped through it casually. It was so coincidentally that he turned to a program where Shang fan was interviewed.

Moreover, Shang fan just mentioned Mu Yue.

"Miss Mu Yue is very talented. I appreciate her very much. I can't appreciate her. I should say that I admire her very much. Although she is young, the songs she creates are very consistent with my soul. I really like and like her music. Every song and every syllable is worth tasting. It's really a combination of talent and beauty. It's me The goddess. "

Wenjo was not very happy to feel that his breath was disordered.

"We don't watch this," he said

Fu Nanli pressed his hand: "look, see how much praise he can say to you."

Wenjo felt the chill in the back of his neck and reached out to drink from the glass.

The host is not afraid of watching the excitement: "Mr. Shang is really generous in praising Mr. moyue. Are you two likely to become lovers?"

"Poof..." Wenjo choked and coughed.

Fu Nanli took out two paper towels to help her wipe, and gently patted her back: "what are you flustered about?"

Wenjo: I'm not flustered. What can I do to panic? "

Obviously, it's not convincing.

On TV, Shang fan quickly waved his hand: "no, no, definitely not."

Winjo breathed a sigh of relief.

The host was puzzled: "why? You men and women, but also very sympathetic, is very suitable ah

Wenqiao saw that the blue veins on the back of Fu Nanli's hands were slightly protruding. She really felt that the host had nothing to say. Why should she be mentioned?

Men and women, resonance, fit, all harsh.

"I take teacher moyue as an idol." Shang fan's face sank slightly, and the host was really entangled.