The tricks are really dirty

Wen Rang muttered, "Brother, it's all over. Let Brother Chi stay there, let him sleep with me!"

In this way, he can ask Brother Chi to take him to get a score all night!

Wen Cheng was very stubborn: "Mr. Fu, please."

Wen Su frowned: "Brother..."

Fu Chi spoke at the right time: "It's trouble."

He took off his glasses and apologized to Wen Rang: "Sorry, I can't play games with you anymore."

There is no problem with etiquette.

Instead, it makes Wen Cheng feel unkind.

The audience in the live broadcast room wailed.

——【No, let me see my little brother for a while!】

——【Such a fairy looks, look less at it!】

——【Look at the anchor’s house, what’s wrong with staying with a guest for one night? So small?!】

…

Fu Chi Shiran stood up and took a step, but his wrist was suddenly grabbed.

It's warm.

The girl's slender little hand was held in the man's hand: "Don't leave."

Live broadcast room netizen: "..."

A few seconds later, the entire live broadcast room was blown up, and it was so exciting that Wen Rang said hello to everyone and turned off the live broadcast.

For a moment, everyone wanted to beat him up!

Fu Chi lowered his eyes. He was already tall. Now he was sitting standing and Wen Su, looking increasingly thin and tall.

Wen Si took out his pulse and frowned: "You have a fever, why didn't you say it earlier?"

She had been immersed in the game just now and didn't notice Fu Chi's expression.

The man's thin lips were pale, making his eyebrows and eyes look particularly black.

Wen Rang was completely shocked: "What? Is it so good to play games if I have a fever?!"

Wen Cheng gritted his teeth: "I'll take him to the hospital."

"It's so troublesome. What if his condition worsens?" Wen Su disagreed with the hospital. "Third brother, go get a fever patch. I'll go back to the room to look for medicine."

The two acted separately.

Wen Cheng stood there and clenched his fists.

Fu Chi looked back and smiled.

There was no one around, and Wen Cheng's attitude became much worse: "Stay away from my sister! What else would you do besides lying to her?"

"Is there any?" Fu Chi blinked innocently.

Wen Cheng said with a loud voice: "I get a fever after a few drops of rain. Your routine is so dirty."

"Each of each other." Fu Chi's speech was neither fast nor slow, making people feel like sitting in the spring breeze for a month, "Where can you be clean?"

Wen Cheng's face turned pale in an instant.

At this moment, Wen Su brought medicine and water from the room.

"Take this." She handed Fu Chi a pill, "I made it myself, don't worry, it won't kill anyone..."

If it were ordinary people, when they heard this, they would be afraid to hesitate and dare not eat.

What should I do if a high school student makes a handmade medicine, let alone cure the disease, and take the stomach torture?

But Fu Chi did not hesitate at all, and drank water and swallowed it all in one go.

"Sushi can plant flowers, make fragrances, medical skills, and make medicine. It's so excellent."

Fu Chi praised Wen Su seriously and made Wen Su embarrassed.

"It's because I didn't find you feeling uncomfortable early and I made you play games for so long. You must be very uncomfortable, right? Next time I encounter something I don't want to do, don't force yourself."

Fu Chi's tone was weak, his handsome face was pale, but he had a kind of pathological elegance: "With the same as Su Shi, how could it be forced?"

Wen Cheng seemed to be unable to bear it anymore: "Mr. Fu, you still have to pretend..." When?!

Fu Chi shook his body slightly and interrupted him: "Su Shi, I'm dizzy."

Wen Su hurriedly supported him: "My third brother's bed is too messy, please come to my room and lie down for a while."
Chapter completed!