wanwan is as fierce as the devil? the scared huanhuan (1)

in the capital of yunjin.

fu chen spread out a brand new piece of rice paper, pressed it against the side with a ruler, and wrapped the fine hair in ink. he raised his hand slightly and touched his brow bone.

fu huan was indeed in her adolescence right now, at the age of rebellion. she should be more concerned about him, but she was a girl after all, not fu qinyuan, who could be directly stimulated. she had to think twice before she spoke.

at this moment, song fengwan came in, " third brother, it's time for dinner. "

fu chen nodded and put down his pen. he looked at her. " wanwan, let's discuss something. "

"go ahead,"

"about huanhuan ..."

song fengwan listened to him carefully. " i understand. i'll tell her tonight that i've been really busy recently. i'll pick her up from school tonight. "

fu chen nodded. she was his daughter, after all. it might be better for song fengwan to step in.