Chapter 462

After a rude kiss, wenjo's lips were swollen, and he glared at him: "you just can't bear to fight you because of me, are you?"

Fu Nanli always felt that this should not be said by a girl. "I told Shen Tian not to talk to you, but I didn't want you to play with him. Why did I have to go to dinner with him?"

Wen Qiao really wanted to fight against Fu Nanli, but she always wanted to treat him well and didn't want to fight, "is it that after I fall in love with you, I can't have any intersection with other boys?"

What Fu Nanli thought was the best. He knew that his possessive desire was a little morbid. He did not want to lose his mind. He also tried to restrain his possessive desire, but with little effect.

Perhaps because she is too much younger than him, standing together with her peers and doing nothing can make him lose his mind.

Even if that man is his nephew.

Her hand was pressed on top of her head, and her anger was dyed on the bright and gorgeous face. He knew that his children were also angry.

"If you want to find a cowherd, do you still have a reason?"

Wenqiao raised his leg and kicked him: "are you still reasonable? Did I look for it? It's Shen Tian, OK? I ate the crab leg well. Suddenly six men came to sit beside me. Then the police came and took me away. I'm still hungry

Wenqiao's strength was very strong. Fu Nanli snorted and stared at her with sharp eyes: "are you sitting by your side?"

"So what?"

She's crazy.

Fu Nanli clenched his teeth: "did you touch me?"

"What if you touch it?"

"Wenjo!" Almost growl.

Wenqiao saw that his eyes were almost on fire, and knew that if he was stimulated, he would not have good fruit to eat, "there was a man with very developed muscles and touched my face."

Wenjo was pressed again for a long time, as if to cover the traces of others.

Those Cowboys paid a heavy price for it.

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

Later, I learned that it was the little girl friend of the prince Fu's family. The cowherd was scared to death.

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

He knew that his nephew was a dandy, ignorant, and knew all kinds of bastards. How could he rest assured that wenjo would follow him?

Wenjo turned aside and ignored him.

"Wenqiao, did you hear what I said?" Fu Nanli clamped her chin with his thick fingers

That doesn't worry him, and this one doesn't worry him.

It's really early to let him realize the pain of being a father.

Wenjo glanced at him. "I'm hungry."

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

If she doesn't promise, he won't give food.

Wen Qiao put aside his mouth: "today I was going to have a meal for him. It's two clear. Do you think I'm free?"

Fifteen minutes later, Fu Dashao's new Spanish Seafood casserole came out of the pot: "eat it."

Wenqiao looked back at Shen Tian's room: "won't he have some?"

"If you don't eat, you won't die."

Shen Tian in the room heard the sound and wept silently. He was so miserable.

Wenjo saw a sharp scratch on his neck, as if she had hurt him accidentally when she was just struggling.

Fu Nanli poured a glass of lemonade for her, and Wenqiao saw that he was calm again, and then he felt a little bit for him. He reached out and touched his neck: "does it hurt? I was not careful. "