Marriage sprouting: Mr. Fu's favorite

Then the rest of the children's affair can be discarded, only the revenge he gave to kill the father.

Fu Chenxi twisted a wet towel for her, feeling cold, Cheng Nuo's wine was also three points sober.

Just now she saw clearly that the person standing in front of her was Fu Chenxi.

And she was still hanging on him, allowing him to wipe the tears and snot all over her face.

Lao Ding next to her stared at her unkindly, as if she was a man-eating tiger.

Cheng Nuo, who was dizzy, also wondered why Fu Chenxi's neck was wrapped in gauze?
But she really can't take care of so much now, she has no strength, she can't stand still, and she's so tired, she lies in his spacious and warm arms, and said pitifully: "Fu Chenxi, can you lend me a night's sleep ?"

After the words fell, she felt that what she said was not quite right, and whoever thought it was, his pleasant laughter came from above her head: "Okay."

Cheng Nuo patted his head and thought about it, trying to correct him: "I just want to lend you a bed...to sleep..."

Fu Chenxi wiped off her little face seriously, and didn't care if she wanted to, because now she was going to bump into somewhere and fall, so he directly hugged her limp.

Cheng Nuo struggled dishonestly: "Fu Chenxi...you let me down...I can walk...I'm fine..."

She accidentally caught Fu Chenxi on the wound, frowned, and let her down.

Cheng Nuo turned around with red and swollen eyes, and showed him a smirk with white teeth: "Where is the bedroom?"

Fu Chenxi raised his hand touching his neck and pointed upstairs, looking at her red nose, he was indescribably naive.

Cheng Nuo tilted his head, nodded tremblingly in the direction he pointed, and those who walked out of the devil's pace were about to go upstairs.

The result was exactly as Fu Chenxi had imagined. He swayed three times, hit the coffee table like a Yangko dancer, and fell straight down.

Cheng Nuo sat on the ground, touched his sore knee, and suddenly burst into tears with the wronged child.

Fu Chenxi was expecting her to fall, but was caught off guard by her sudden howling, so he walked over to help her up a few steps, she cried aggrievedly, her small body twitched, suddenly felt a little funny and a little sad .

Fu Chenxi hugged her into his arms again helplessly, and stroked her back as if coaxing a child: "Nuo Nuo don't cry."

Lao Ding was dumbfounded, and while ordering the servants to tidy up the living room, he silently exited and waited for orders.

Cheng Nuo sobbed in his arms and hummed. This time, he was completely honest and let him carry him upstairs. He opened his eyes and looked at him tiredly. The pretty face was hazy and very beautiful. She simply leaned against his shoulder, and the warm temperature spread through the bathrobe, so she felt more at ease, and her heavy eyelids slowly closed.

Fu Chenxi said lightly: "Fool, I've had enough drinking this time, let's see if you dare to drink like this next time."

Cheng Nuo muttered in a daze, "I won't drink anymore... I won't drink anymore... The wine is for fun...not for sadness..."

No one can break her heart in the future, so there is no need to drink stuffy wine, the more you drink, the more bitter you become.

"Drink with you when you are happy, and drink with you when you are sad, but the person who can get drunk with you must not be someone else."

His firm and warm tone made Cheng Nuo feel sad: "Fu Chenxi...you have no reason to be so nice to me..."

Fu Chenxi was also taken aback, and after a while, he said inexplicably, "Perhaps, you are the reason."

After he finished speaking, he put her lightly on the bed, squatted down and took off her shoes, then moved her to the center of the bed, covered her with a thin silk quilt, rubbed her head and said, "Xiao Nuo, Drink a glass of hangover soup before going to bed, okay?"

In this world, apart from her father and grandma, no one has ever given her such meticulous care.

Thinking vaguely of his father, the tears still couldn't stop.

Cheng Nuo cried twice, "Dad...don't go...don't leave Xiao Nuo..."

She cried in a low voice, very depressed, even when she was drunk, she cried so carefully, it made people feel heartbroken.

Fu Chenxi couldn't help thinking of the first time he saw her in the elevator.

At that time, she was so pitiful that she was curled up in the corner of the elevator and sobbing like an abandoned cat.

He sighed softly, and was about to get up, but was hugged by her who crawled over: "Dad...don't go..."

She admitted her mistakes one after another in one night, Fu Chenxi frowned and pulled her into his arms, pinched her chin, and forced her to look at him: "Cheng Nuo, take a good look, who am I?"

Cheng Nuo blinked and blurted out the word "Dad", but soon his father's face gradually changed to that of the bastard Lu Yixuan.

She shook her head in a daze, and muttered to herself: "How is it possible? How could it be Lu Yixuan? It's my father, it's definitely..." She looked up again, why did Lu Yixuan's face become Fu Chenxi again? .

Cheng Nuo was taken aback, and hurriedly got up from his arms, but he refused to let her while holding her.

After several struggles, she self-defeatingly pushed him down on the bed, panting several times, when Fu Chenxi's face turned into Lu Yixuan again in a blink of an eye, Cheng Nuo was stunned, and his eyes also became dizzy.

She reached out to touch the outline of his face: "Monster...where did you hide my dad..."

Fu Chenxi had a headache, and grabbed her hand that was blindly touching his face: "Xiao Nuo!"

Cheng Nuo responded sullenly, and wanted to withdraw her hand from his hand, but she had obviously touched his face all over, including nostrils, but she still found nothing. It was really Zhang Bian. Faces that come and go.

Depressed, she used the other hand to lift his bathrobe, but apart from the hard chest, there was no father either.

Cheng Nuo pouted, a little annoyed, and stared at the blurry face that could only be seen clearly: "Where did you come from, you lifeless monster? Why do you change back and forth? Hurry up and get my dad Change back, do you hear me!"

Fu Chenxi gloomily looked at her, who was crazy about drinking, and seeing that she was about to untie the belt of his bathrobe, he quickly held her other hand: "Cheng Nuo, are you sure you want to look for it?"

Seeing that he wouldn't let her turn over, Cheng Nuo believed that his father was tied in his belt.

Nodded: "Open this and have a look...my dad must be inside..."

Her drunken eyes fell on Fu Chenxi's belt, and she smiled silly: "Dad... I will save you..."

Fu Chenxi smiled wickedly, and simply let go of her hand: "Okay, I'll show you, and you have to be responsible."

Cheng Nuo tilted his head: "Responsible?...How can I be responsible..."

In a haze, something seemed to bite her lips, and she immediately covered her mouth with her hand. The light numbness was strange, but I had to admit that it was quite intoxicating. Cheng Nuo's eyes Crooked smile.

His dark eyes are also curved like crescent moons: "Is it okay to be responsible like this?"