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Chapter 227 I just want to tease you

This problem seems to have been encountered before.

It seems that more than ten years ago, Yun Sinian asked Fu Sichen how important she was.

How did Fu Sichen answer?

I can die for her.

She held her chin and thought for a while, then looked at Fu Sichen seriously and said, "It's very important. He said he could die for me."

Fu Sichen: "..."

There is nothing wrong with this, but why is it so unromantic when it comes out of her mouth?

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he forced a smile: "That's really important."

She chuckled, "It's a pity that my friend is not with me now, otherwise I would definitely let you two meet."

But when she said this, a suspicion suddenly arose in her heart.

Yeah, why do these two people look so similar?

Could it be that Fu Sichen really turned into a child and deliberately approached her to tease her.

She frowned and glanced at the tea cup next to her.

Do you want to try it?

She squinted her eyes and stretched out her hand to take the tea cup, but when she let go, the tea cup suddenly fell down.

And this boy is the closest.

The moment he saw the teacup fall to the ground, a trace of surprise flashed across his brows, and he reached out to pick it up, but the teacup still fell to the ground with a slap.

When he saw the teacup shattered, a trace of surprise flashed across his brows, and he looked at her guiltily:

"Sorry, I didn't catch it."

The anxiety in those eyes really doesn't look like a lie.

If it were Fu Sichen, he should be able to catch it.

But if he failed to catch it on purpose, it was possible.

Yuan Baoer squinted his eyes, remembering the tragic lesson he had suffered when Fu Sichen concealed his identity and deceived him, and he needed to test more.

Fu Sichen's eyebrows wrinkled imperceptibly.

If he had read correctly just now, she should have dropped her tea cup on the ground on purpose.

Want to test him?

There was a faint smile on his lips.

Then try it.

After drinking and eating, Zhizhi went to pay. Yuanbaoer sat lazily on a chair and looked at the fruits on the table. She rolled her eyes and said, "Would you like an apple?"

The little boy was stunned, she picked up the apple and threw it at him.

This guy's body was a bit clumsy. Before he could react after grabbing an apple, another apple brushed against his shoulder.

He was a little at a loss, frowned, and said solemnly: "I won't eat."

Yuan Baoer pretended not to hear, and smashed the last apple directly towards the young man's life gate. He saw the young man holding the apple hurriedly, and when he raised his head, the apple hit him between the eyebrows, clicked, and hit him again.

It fell to the ground.

His eyebrows suddenly turned red, and his eyes seemed to be red, and he looked at her in shock.

Yuan Baoer blinked blankly, looking at his innocent look, he really didn't have any martial arts background.

Even, even very soft and waxy.

"You...hate me?" The young man was holding an apple, and there was still one that had not been picked up at his feet. He seemed to be about to cry, and looked at her with aggrieved sadness. There was a sense in his tone that he could see through the vicissitudes of a rich man.

feel:

"Do you really want to give me an apple, or do you want to hit me."

"..." She was numbed by the accusing gaze. She quickly stepped forward to take the apple in his arms aside, and picked it up from the ground. She said at a loss:
Chapter completed!
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