Originally, he was still talking with Lu youyou and Chunxiao to instruct Fang Qiu. Fu Nanli called him and said, "is school over? The car was parked at the back door of the school

Wenqiao one second switch soft sister: "well, I'll be there in a minute."

Lu youyou thinks that Qiao is a born actor.

It's raining outside.

Lu Yu holds the umbrella and sends Wen Qiao to the back door. The door of the convenience store is the French Wutong with lush leaves. Behind it is a bus platform. Beside the platform is a very loose cherry tree. The bus stops, the roof is wiped off the cherry branches, the petals and leaves and the rain fall together, and it falls on the big black umbrella Fu Nanli held.

Wenqiao looked a little bit expectant. He stepped into a small puddle on the side of the road. Fu Nanli came quickly and helped her. Wenqiao's small black shoes were already wet.

He held the umbrella in one hand, clamped her waist in the other hand, and directly lifted the person with one hand.

Lu youyou sighs in his heart: this damn boyfriend!

Lao Hu quickly opened the door and took the umbrella from Fu Nanli's hand. Fu Nanli gently put the person into the seat of the car and got on the car with her. Wenqiao put her head to the window to say goodbye to Lu youyou.

The cherry blossom rain was still falling and falling outside the window behind him. The air was mixed with the unique freshness of spring rain. Wenqiao felt that his deep eyes seemed to turn into water.

He bent over and grabbed her ankle.

Now Wenqiao for his sudden any movement, there will be no defensive body movements, but curiosity also followed the bow, "what's the matter?"

"My feet are wet, don't you know?"

Wenqiao didn't care much: "go back and change a pair of shoes and socks."

"Lao Hu, turn on the heating."

Soon the temperature rose in the car, and she took off her little shoes and then her half wet socks.

His beautiful children have beautiful feet, white toes and pink fingernails.

Fu Nanli took out two paper towels and wiped her feet. His manner and movements were gentle, and even Wenqiao saw that he was pious.

Just let him such a precious young master personally help her wipe feet, Wenqiao felt really uneasy, shrunk his feet: "it's OK, now it's not as cold as winter."

The man's big hand clenched her ankle and his voice was deep: "don't move."

Extreme s!

People could not help but submit to his orders, and wenjo did not move.

He carefully and patiently helped her wipe her feet, and the tissue was left in the small garbage can in the car.

After a while, the car stopped, and wenjo looked up to see that it was parked at the bottom of his apartment.

Lao Hu held an umbrella to help them open the door. Fu Nanli held her in one hand, holding a child in the same way, and got out of the car with her shoes and socks in the other.

Wenjo fell on his shoulder and said more than once, "let me come down and walk."

The man did not pay attention to her, stride into the elevator, press the floor, out of the elevator, press the password, enter the door, hold her with one hand, Leng is even breathing did not increase a point.

Amazing strength!

He put Wenqiao on the sofa in front of the French window. Although he lived on the 12th floor, there was a large terrace outside the living room with various plants. It was like a small yard. The rain fell on the new green plants. She sat in front of the French window, and the composition was very beautiful.

Fu Nanli turned into the bedroom, and soon came out with a pair of new socks, not men's, but women's.

Some of her daily necessities were kept here for her.