surrender villain

Chapter 222 I Won't Break Up!

Fan Xiaoxi's eyes widened in disbelief, he stopped chewing the potato chips in his mouth and asked dryly, "Kent, isn't it my Kent from Jidao?"

"Who else could it be?" Cheng Nan suddenly raised her half-closed beautiful eyelashes, looked at her calmly with her charming deep black eyes, and added softly, "It's the Kent who grew up with Ning Jingyu, Ning Jingyu Yu, you should always remember."

……

Fan Xiaoxi inexplicably felt a chill, and then suppressed his smile and pretended to wave his hands in the air a few times, "Ouch, where is the smell of vinegar coming from?"

The man leaned back on the sofa calmly, smiled lightly, and made an annoyed expression cooperatively, "Well, you discovered all of this."

Watching affectionately with his doting and pampering eyes, Fan Xiaoxi was silent for a moment, blushing, took out a potato chip from his snack pocket and stuffed it into his mouth, saying fiercely: "Quickly shut up, you."

Cheng Nan squinted her eyes to accept her feeding, and the tip of her wet tongue hooked Fan Xiaoxi's fingers intentionally or unintentionally.

The numb feeling swept over in an instant, Fan Xiaoxi jumped up and stared at him, unable to speak, "You you you, what are you doing!"

The latter gave him a natural look and blinked innocently, "Ah Xi, I want more."

!!!

You have no hands!

What a tease!

I don't know if my master has poor concentration? !

After the rich inner drama roared, Fan Xiaoxi obediently finished the remaining potato chips and Cheng Nan in one bite.

"Oh yes, do you have time this weekend?"

Cheng Nan's eyes were still fixed on the suspenseful plot on TV, as if he just remembered something important.

Fan Xiaoxi tilted his head to look at him blankly, "Yes, what's the matter?"

After getting the answer, Cheng Nan suddenly changed into a very serious posture, straightened his back and said with a smile, "Ah Xi, come to my house for dinner on weekends."

Father Cheng found out from nowhere that he had a girlfriend, and when he went back, he pestered Grandpa to make sure he took him home.

Cough, after all, it's rare for his father to do something that suits him once.

——Emmmm, are you going to meet your parents?
Fan Xiaoxi immediately got into the mood and said nervously, "Do grandpa and dad have any hobbies?
What should I buy to be more suitable?
The dress that Wu Ziyang bought for me before was pretty good, I only wore it once...

No, I have to buy a new one tomorrow.

Nan Nan, I was wrong! ! ! "

It's because she didn't do her job well, and she didn't get to know Nan Nan's family well, so she deserved to be cramming.

Fan Xiaoxi wailed and hugged Cheng Nan's thigh and began to cry. Cheng Nan gently rubbed her hairy little head, "Don't be afraid, they will like what I like, you are the best."

"Really?" She raised her small face and looked at him expectantly. Afraid of her overthinking, Cheng Nan pinched the tip of her nose and comforted her, "Really, it's more real than Pearl, and Dad keeps mentioning you Woolen cloth."

It's strange to say that Cheng's father doesn't go home once every year, so how could he be so concerned about Ah Xi's affairs.

Judging from the tone on the phone, are you still quite satisfied with Ah Xi? ? ?
"Huh?" Fan Xiaoxi was shocked, "Uncle asked someone...to ask about me?"

By the way, didn't you find out the days when she was a devil king when she was studying, did you?Do you think she is not worthy of such an excellent Nan Nan!
"I won't break up! Don't even think about it!" Fan Xiaoxi wiped his face with tears in his eyes, "Although I was not good before, I am very sensible now, and I will explain to my uncle..."

"What are you thinking about?" Cheng Nan held her cheek in distress and kissed away the tears at the end of her eyes, and then said with a headache: "He kept praising you and said it was a pleasure to fight you."

　Sunflower is you, cute, hahahahaha, thank you for the monthly ticket of the little fairy, so happy*1
　　I finally met Nannan's parents, it's time to pick a good day to finish the book. . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)