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Just as he was about to speak, the person standing in front of him was suddenly pushed aside by Fu Ci mercilessly.
Fu Ci gave Fu Qiyue a warning look, "Will you try to touch him again?"
Even if Fu Qiyue is only a senior in high school, he is still an adult man, so why does he still like to move his hands and feet.
Fu Qiyue saw Fu Ci's appearance that even if the King of Heaven came and I couldn't save you, Fu Qiyue shrank her neck in fright, but she glanced at the thin figure behind Fu Ci, and gave herself up again. Work hard, "Fuci, don't threaten me, it's your fault if you fight!"
When Fu Ci heard that he didn't even call his brother, he sneered, squeezed his knuckles, and made a crisp sound, as if he didn't mind cleaning him up here.
As soon as he took a step, he was knocked on the head by the person behind him, "What's the trouble?"
Qi Yan frowned and looked at him, "Go and close the door first, the air-conditioning has come in."
Fu Ci clutched at the back of his head in pain, subconsciously wanting to refute, but when he met Qi Yan's indifferent gaze, he closed the wheat again, like a tame dog, all the nasty appearance just now disappeared, and obediently went to the door and closed the door. .
Fu Qiyue was stunned, why did he feel that something was wrong?
When Fu Ci closed the door, Qi Yan looked at the person who had long been hiding, and explained, "I'm Fu Ci's roommate, my name is Qi Yan, he didn't mean to hit me just now, you misunderstood."
When he finished, he was speechless.
Does the family abound with single-celled children? How could these two brothers quarrel so easily, and there were back and forth.
At this time, Fu Ci came back and realized that Qi Yan was not in a good mood, so he didn't dare to do anything. He just stood beside Qi Yan and looked at him aggrievedly from Yu Guang.
Qi Yan's forehead twitched, "Fu Ci, that's your brother, he just patted me on the shoulder, what are you thinking?"
Really eat anything vinegar.
Fu Ci was trained, but he did not refute, but handed the milk tea for Qi Yan to him, "Do you drink it?"
Qiyan glanced at the label on the outside of the milk tea, it was the cup of lemonade he ordered, unsweetened lemonade.
He didn't pick it up, picked up another cup that Fu Ji brought him, poked the cup open, and drank the warm milk tea, and his aching head eased.
Seeing that he was willing to drink milk tea, Fu Ci knew that it was not a big deal, so he couldn't help rubbing Qi Yan's soft hair, "He is the child of my uncle's family, his name is Fu Qiyue, he is a senior in high school this year, and he said he wants to come to A University for a stroll. , I'll be with him for a while."
"The phone ran out of battery before, did you find me?"
Qi Yan was noncommittal, just don't let him touch his hair again.
Freshly blown, it's all messed up.
Fu Ci looked at the way he was drinking milk tea with his cheeks puffed up, and his heart was soft and messed up. He lightly touched his face with his fingertips, "I'll go and charge my phone first."
After he finished speaking, he returned to his seat.
Fu Qiyue hadn't recovered from the way the two got along, when she saw Fu Ci walking towards him, and realized that the position she was in might be Fu Ci's, she immediately wanted to move away, but Fu Ci was carrying it. With his hat, he pressed the person on the chair farthest from Qi Yan, Liu Liu, and left a sentence, "Stay well."
Just go to charge the phone.
Fu Qiyue glanced at Fuci, then at Jing Jing and Milk Tea's prayers, and asked weakly, "Are you good friends?"
He had never seen Fu Ci so close to anyone before.
After he asked, the two quickly responded.
Prayer: "Yes."
Fuci: "No."
very different answer.
Fu Qiyue was stunned, "Huh?"
Could there be a difference?
Fu Ci glanced at him, "Why are you doing so much?"
Of course he and Qi Yan are not good friends, he has been promoted to intern long ago, okay? It's not too far from the return to normal, he didn't think about the boy and beat him back to his original shape.
Fu Qiyue noticed that Fu Ci's tone had turned fierce again, and pursed her lips, not daring to question any more.
After a while, he felt his phone rang, he opened it, and Fuci transferred him 20 yuan.
Fu Ci: "The milk tea money has been transferred to you."
Before the two were in the milk tea shop, because his mobile phone was out of power, the money was paid by Qiyue.
Your own cup will be the tour guide fee.
Fu Qiyue said subconsciously, "What's this?"
But after realizing the amount, he closed the microphone again.
This is the last cup of milk tea packaged, drinking in prayer hands! Fu Qiyue had a strange feeling that couldn't be explained, as if Fu Ci had tightly circled Qi Yan, not allowing others to touch it.
Even a simple cup of milk tea should be clearly distinguished.
Fu Qiyue even had the illusion of being stuffed with dog food.
Fu Ci glanced at the news on the phone, looked up and said to Qi Yan, "Auntie seems to have sent something, I'll go down and get it."
After he finished speaking, he got up, and before leaving, he didn't forget to give Fu Qiyue a warning look, "When I come back, you can leave."
Fu Qiyue knew that this was an ultimatum.
After Fu Qi left, the bedroom was quiet.
Fu Qiyue couldn't hold back her curiosity, and dragged her chair in the direction of Qiyan, "Well, aren't you and my brother a good friend?"
He is not blind, even if he denied it, he could see it clearly and clearly!
Pray nodded: "It's okay."
Fu Qiyue blinked, thinking of something, and said with some embarrassment: "Then can you do me a favor?"
"Actually, my uncle and aunt asked me to come to University A this time. They want to know if my cousin is doing well at school."
But these three people are too strong, and no one wants to take the initiative to speak. Even the uncle and the two asked him to take a look. .
At the end, added a sentence. After the shopping, would chat with them about the school and so on.
If he hadn't been more careful, he wouldn't have been able to understand Uncle's true thoughts.
"I saw it during the Chinese New Year this year that my cousin was the last to go home and the first to leave. Even on New Year's Eve, he was far away from us, as if he had no sense of belonging to this family."