Boss, your mother is black again

Chapter 132 Who doesn't like little milk dogs!

At that time, it was almost ten o'clock in the evening, the night was getting dark, the city was sleepless, the neon lights were flashing, and the carnival was waking up.

Fu Yunshen was intimately held by Shen Moran's arm, and walked forward step by step.

Lan Lan was dragged by the little boy, and deliberately walked behind the two of them, keeping a certain distance.

The little boy is very simple and kind. After knowing that Shen Moran and Fu Yunshen are husband and wife, he resolutely refuses to be a light bulb.

Lan Lan was annoyed to walk with him, but boys were always much stronger than girls, but she couldn't break free, so she could only be forced to walk with him.

The little boy is also an acquaintance, and when he comes and goes, he regards the Fu couple who are going to invite him and Lanlan to dinner as his own.

He also enthusiastically introduced himself to Shen Moran, "Sister, my name is Liang Zhe, male, Cancer, blood type B, and I am currently a student at Yuncheng University, studying design."

"Although I'm still an unknown little transparent, I believe that in the near future, I will be a pillar of the country's construction. After all, my surname is Liang!"

The boy is chatterier than he imagined, and his real personality doesn't match his appearance at all.

However, in Shen Moran's eyes, such a character is pleasing.

Such a hearty big boy is much more interesting than Mr. Fu, a taciturn and sullen man.

"You're still a college student!" Shen Moran rolled his eyes and joked playfully, "That means, brother, you are a standard little milk dog!"

Liang Zhe scratched his head in embarrassment. When he laughed, his two small canine teeth added a bit of cuteness to him.

The moonlight is bright and bright, and it sprinkles a piece of brilliance.

The shadow that fell on the ground was stretched extremely long.

The breeze blew past the ears, and the voices of Shen Moran and Liang Zhe talking and laughing came into his ears. Fu Yunshen's brows were slightly frowned, obviously impatient.

He unconsciously pulled Shen Moran back to his side.

This force came too suddenly, Shen Moran, who was completely unprepared, accidentally threw himself into the man's arms.

The tip of her nose hit his chest, so sore that she burst into tears.

"Why did you drag me over all of a sudden!"

Rubbing his sore nose with his hands, Shen Moran gave Fu Yunshen a sullen look.

This man suddenly went crazy!

Fu Yunshen looked indifferent, as if he didn't care about her at all.

"You seem to like little milk dogs a lot!" He snorted coldly, accompanied by the breeze, his lazy voice seemed to contain obvious jealousy.

Shen Moran didn't want to talk to him at first, but at this moment, she felt that she couldn't get angry with him, and she felt sorry for her sore nose.

"Of course!" She admitted bluntly, her red lips raised slightly, and said as a matter of course:

"How nice is the little milk dog! He is obedient and cute, handsome and caring, and knows how to buy milk tea for girls. Who doesn't like such a boy?"

After the sound fell, she met Fu Yunshen's eyes with raised eyebrows, without blinking, with obvious provocation.

Fu Yunshen bit his back molars hard, stared at her for a while, then turned his head away with a cold snort, and ignored her again.

Shen Moran also snorted arrogantly and ignored him.

Unknowingly, the two started the cold war mode.

But the voice of the little milk dog Liang Zhe talking to Lan Lan kept coming from behind.

"Our school has a design exhibition next week, and we have invited your favorite designer. Do you want to come and participate? I can get tickets for you."

Knowing how to match what he likes, he is not a stupid boy.

But Lan Lan didn't appreciate Liang Zhe's overtures.

Although the boy kept chatting with her, as if there were endless topics to talk about, she didn't respond from the beginning to the end.

All her attention fell on the man in front of her.

(End of this chapter)