Chapter 438
Chapter 438: She can’t beat young master Fu
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While she was cutting the onions, Fu Nanli was marinating the steak. When he turned around and saw Wen Qiao’s tears streaming down her face, he instantly panicked.”I’ll listen to you. I’ll listen to you from now on.”
Wen Qiao rubbed her eyes. onions. It’s spicy.
This rubbing was extremely painful and even spicier. Her tears kept rolling out.
Fu Nanli hurriedly wrapped his arms around her neck and got her to stick her head under the tap. He scooped some water to help her wash her eyes. your hand touched an onion. Why do you still have to rub your eyes? ”
Her father-like boyfriend, young master Fu, felt mentally exhausted.
Wen Qiao was half-sprawled on the pool in a sorry state. “Oh, I forgot. I don’t really cook at home, so I don’t have any experience.”
In the past, it was her mother who cooked, but now, uncle Ji did all the cooking. She did not even need to do something as small as peeling garlic.
Other than when she was in front of Fu Nanli, she had never touched anything.
Fu Nanli washed her with cold water for quite a while before the heat in Wen Qiao’s eyes subsided a little. The collar of her skirt was also almost half-wet.
Fu Nanli’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and he hurriedly pulled her to the bathroom. He wrapped a bath towel around her body, then took another one to help her wipe her face and hair.
Wen Qiao was a little vexed. Why was it that she was always so rash in front of Fu Nanli?
“Is it still spicy?”
Wen Qiao leaned against the wall and closed her eyes. “Much better,”
Fu Nanli reached out to support her eyes, leaned in, and blew on them gently. Wen Qiao’s heart felt numb. it’s rustling, not like sand got into your eyes. What’s the use of blowing it? ”
“Don’t move,”
He was so strong that Wen Qiao really stopped moving and obediently shrank into his arms.
Fu Nanli took a soft cotton towel and gently wiped away the tears that flowed out of her eyes. Occasionally, he would get close to her and gently blow on them.
Wen Qiao didn’t know, but from an outsider’s point of view, this posture was very intimate and ambiguous.
After a long while, Wen Qiao finally stopped crying. Fu Nanli held her chin in his hands and observed her reaction.”Are you completely healed?”
“Yeah, it’s done.” Wen Qiao nodded.
Fu Nanli held her hand and pressed her down on the sofa in the living room. “Have a seat, I’ll cook.”
“How can I let you do it?” Wen Qiao reached out to remove the bath towel.
Fu Nanli put down the hairdryer in his hands. “Your collar is wet, blow it dry.”
After saying that, he turned around and went into the kitchen.
Wen Qiao lowered her head to take a look. It was really a lot wet. She was wearing a white dress, and it was very alluring and fanciful. She hurriedly turned around, inserted the hairdryer, and blew at her bangs and the front of her lapel.
After she was done, she turned around and saw Fu Nanli in the kitchen. She kept the hairdryer and walked over in her slippers.
His shirt was rolled up a bit, revealing the smooth lines of his arms and slightly protruding blue veins. His neck was also tight, as if he was holding back something.
“What’s wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?” Wen Qiao stood at the door and asked worriedly.
The well-defined hand clasped on the glass counter paused slightly and half-clenched into a fist. The blue veins on the wrist seemed to be more full, making people feel full of sexual tension and hormones.
Wen Qiao instantly forgot what she had said. She hurriedly took a step forward and held his hand, saying worriedly, ” “Are you alright?”
Fu Nanli grabbed her wrist and pinned her down on the glass counter.
How could he let Red Riding Hood go when she came to him?
The overwhelming kiss trapped Wen Qiao’s consciousness.
‘The initiative, I’m the one who’s taking the initiative. Since I’ve taken the initiative to pursue him, I should be the one taking the initiative to kiss him. Why did it become like this?’ She thought.
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