Fubao wears books and becomes a group pet

Chapter 774 Are you not moved at all?
The door closed tightly just as she spoke the last word, and then, the screen showed the number of floors that went up,
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, ...

The ever-rising numbers seemed to mock her wishful thinking.

"Open the door! Open the door! Open the door quickly! I'm Jiang Wanyin! Did you hear that?"

Jiang Wanyin seemed to have lost her mind, crying and shouting, patting on the elevator door.

Soon, a group of people surrounded her, and everyone looked at her as if they were crazy.

The security guard quickly contacted Li Jie. When Li Jie received the call, she couldn't believe her ears, thinking that the security guard must have made a mistake.

After she saw Jiang Wanyin who seemed to be insane, she realized that the artist in front of her seemed completely different from the artist she usually knew.

In the elevator, Fu Bao, who was still guilty at first, immediately showed a smile that was not a smile.

"Brother Ying, she is Jiang Wanyin, the second young lady of the Jiang family in Beijing, she is still a young genius, and even a star who is popular all over the world, don't you feel tempted at all?"

Mo Junying pursed her lips tightly, and looked at Fu Bao with downcast eyes: "So..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but he carried a full sense of threat.

Fu Bao faltered at the moment when he was very spineless.

She shrank herself into a corner, minimizing her presence.

Seeing Fu Baozang showing his head and tail, Mo Junying smiled angrily.

However, he wasn't going to spare this nasty little guy easily.

He didn't like the feeling of the little guy mentioning other women in front of him.

He slowly walked in front of Fu Bao, supported the elevator behind Fu Bao with one hand, and gently pinched Fu Bao's chin with the other.

The classic wall-dong action made Fu Bao's eyes flicker slightly.

If she hadn't known that Mo Junying never watched that kind of unnutritious TV series, she would have thought that Mo Junying had learned something from the domineering president in it.

However, those pseudo-presidents in the TV series can't release the overwhelming aura of her elder brother Jiaying.

This powerful pressure instantly enveloped her, and it seemed that she had difficulty breathing under such pressure.

"You...what do you want?" She swallowed hard, raised her head aggrieved, and stared fixedly at the silent man.

After a long while, he choked out a sentence: "You can't hit me!"

"I'll hit you?"

Mo Junying laughed angrily.

He was so afraid of melting her in his mouth, how could he beat her so hard?

This little heartless person, do you want to piss him off?
He stared intently at the strong girl in front of him.

Scold it?

Reluctant.

let's hit?

Even more reluctant!

What else can he do?
Continue pampering!
But she couldn't let her pass the level so easily.

He looked at Fu Bao with deep and charming peach blossom eyes, and curled his thin lips slightly: "Baby, I feel very sad."

"Uncomfortable? Why are you uncomfortable?"

As soon as Mo Junying said that he was uncomfortable, Fu Bao immediately became anxious.

She stretched out her small fleshy hand to rest on Mo Junying's pulse, and gently touched his forehead with her own forehead.

"The heartbeat is normal, and the forehead is not hot."

Fu Bao pondered slightly.

Because she was so close to Fu Bao, her nose was full of Fu Bao's smell, especially the comfortable feeling of touching her delicate skin on her forehead, which made Mo Junying linger and forget to return.

His eyes flickered slightly.

If it wasn't for Fu Bao to learn a lesson, he would have drowned in Fu Bao's tenderness.

"Baby, you don't love me anymore. You associate me with that kind of bedbug. I feel very uncomfortable. I feel so uncomfortable that I want to suffocate."

(End of this chapter)