Reborn As the School Hunk’s Dearest Daughter

Seeing that Fu Peizhen didn't have that kind of ambiguous meaning towards the Fu family, Xie Chu couldn't help but smile, rubbed his hands close to Fu Pei's ear and whispered, "Brother Fu, you really don't like such a sweet-smelling young girl? If you don't go, then I can go!"

Fu Pei didn't say a word, and a layer of frost was covering his face that had always been clear and unrestrained!

He lowered his eyes, rolled up his sleeves unhurriedly, exposing his muscled arms, and frowned, "Where are you going? Do you want me to send you to heaven?"

His voice was very low, and he felt tired, but there was an inhuman murderous aura that could easily shudder to the depths of the other person's soul.

Xie Chu: ... I'm afraid, I'm afraid!

He retracted his neck and exchanged glances with his brothers, all of whom were speechless.

She's not a girl yet, so she manages it so wide that it looks like it's real.

It is conceivable that if Brother Fu really has a daughter in the future, will he still have it?

With the appearance of this daughter's slave, can you still let your daughter marry without putting her trousers on the belt?

It is estimated that the man who wants to marry her daughter in the future will have his leg broken by Brother Fu.

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A group of rough old men worked together and quickly moved everything into the apartment and put it away.

The furniture in the apartment is very complete, but because it has not been used for a long time, it has accumulated a lot of dust and needs to be cleaned.

Fu Ting pulled Fu Pei's sleeve and said, "Can I help sweep the floor now?"

Fu Pei raised his eyebrows slightly, his eye sockets were deep and charming, but he spoke with a three-pointedness, "Thinking beautifully, it's not your turn to sweep the floor, go and watch the TV for an hour to see if there is any problem with the TV. ."

Fu Ting, "?"

She was quite confused. Fu Pei's words sounded correct, but she felt that something was not right.

Xie Ting and the others watched Fu Ting sit comfortably on the sofa watching TV, and suddenly felt a pain in the back, no harm without comparison.

Fu Pei kicked Xie Chuo, "Whatever you are doing, move me!"

Xie Chu pointed to the radio, "Brother Fu, can I try the function of the radio for you?"

Fu Pei threw him a broom, "You are your eldest young master, come over and sweep the floor."

Xie Chu and others, "???"

Woo!

Large double standard scene!

Brother Fu really doesn't pity them anymore.

*

After two hours of work, it was finally cleaned up.

This apartment is designed in a European style, with three bedrooms and one living room, showing elegance in simplicity.

Xie Chu and others looked happy for Fu Pei, this is where people live.

There was no expression on Fu Pei's face. He looked at the little fool who was running around in the house to organize things, but his heart felt very at ease, which was different from when he lived in the basement.

It was noon, and there was no ingredients in the kitchen, so everyone made do with a bowl of noodles to eat.

"Brother Fu, in order to celebrate your move to your new house, let's go get a new hairstyle together."

After dinner, Da Hu took out a magazine, pointed to the row of newly launched hairstyles and said to Fu Pei, "Look at those slanted bangs, these sky braids, and this explosive golden hair, how wild! It has to be arranged!"

This era happens to be the era when killing Matt is rampant. Young people like them who are full of vigor, especially love to be fashionable.

Xie Huo said excitedly, "Brother Fu hooks his hands and has all the girls. Brother Fu, if you change the braids to the sky and make slanted bangs, you will be the cool person!"

Fu Pei has no requirements for his image. He thinks he is handsome enough. No matter how handsome he is, does anyone else need to live?

Just thinking that there will be a little fool in the family in the future, he has to face up to the problem of image.

Just as he was about to say yes, Fu Ting called out, "No, Dad, you can't do this hairstyle!"

Fu Pei raised his eyebrows to look at her, and Xie Chu didn't understand and asked, "Listen, is there something wrong with this hairstyle? How handsome, let's dye this thing green later..."

Fu Ting almost suffered a myocardial infarction when he saw the colorful hairstyle in the magazine.

What is killing Matt and burying the love family?

Although this can be regarded as a sign of this era, I think that in the future, when my father killed Matt when he was young, his hairstyle was exposed. Although he was handsome online, he was still ridiculed by the whole people, which caused a great psychological shadow on Fu Pei.

She looked disgusted, "Don't you think these hairstyles are ugly and unsightly? Dad, if you do it, you will regret it for the rest of your life. When you are old, every time you think of this hairstyle, you will cry bitterly, and you can't wait to go back and remake it!"

Fu Pei, "..."

The little fool is sick again?

He felt that he was personally attacked by Fu Ting, and Shen Jun's eyes sank, "If you say so, I'm going to do it even more, I don't believe it's really so unsightly."

He wants to let the little fool know that he is a fairy man who can control all hairstyles!

"Dad, if you really want to change your hairstyle, I'll recommend the one that suits you, and it's guaranteed to be very handsome!"

Fu Pei's face was paralyzed, "I'm going to get that slanted bangs, nothing else."

"I'm not allowed!" Fu Ting got angry and stared, "You have to listen to me, I won't hurt you!"

Xie Chu and the others gave Fu Ting a frantic wink. Master Ting is really a tough guy. He even dared to care about the stinging Wang Fu, I don't know if he would be beaten to tears by Fu.

Fu Pei licked his teeth and felt very unhappy. He was clearly called Dad by the little idiot, so why did he still have the fear of being dominated by adults?

Isn't he giving her too much face? It's arrogant!

Does he look like he will listen to her?

After three seconds of silence, Fu Pei nodded indifferently, "Then, listen to you."

Forget it, it's just a hairstyle. He was afraid that if he didn't agree, the little fool would get sick and he wouldn't be able to beat him!

People who need to know the current affairs are handsome, understand?

In fact, I was hesitant to write about this kind of interaction. I was worried that you would find it slow and verbose, but I asked a few friends and found it interesting, so I posted it anyway.

So tell me like it with your comments?