The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

Fu Yanxing spread his hands pretending to be helpless. The child's confused look was so cute.

"Didn't I ask you to drink the wine from the cup?" An Chen just felt that Fu Yanxing was trying to make excuses.

"But it tastes better on your lips."

Fu Yanxing suddenly became like this, and An Chen was still a little unaccustomed to it. He always felt that such words were not suitable for Fu Yanxing to say.

"But why did you kiss me?" What An Chen was most troubled about was not that Fu Yanxing kissed him, but that he was kissed.

This question from the child made Fu Yanxing confused for a moment as to how to answer it.

An Chen thought for a while, then hooked his hand towards Fu Yanxing, asking him to lower his head.

Fu Yanxing thought An Chen had something to say to him, so he lowered his head directly. Something unexpected happened.

An Chen followed Fu Yanxing's example and kissed Fu Yanxing on the lips. After the kiss, he quickly ran outside the counter.

"Pack your things away! Bye." After saying these two sentences, An Chen ran away.

Fu Yanxing stood there and giggled. This look was a bit silly. Then Fu Yanxing stood there and thought about it again. The kid's lips were so soft.

An Chen quickly arrived at the sofa. No one asked this time. The answer should be the same as last time. Fu Yanxing wanted to collect the things by himself.

Fan Luo's private room not only allowed for drinking, it could also be converted into a KTV instantly. After singing two songs here, Fu Yanxing came back.

Qu Yan consciously moved to the side, leaving a place for Fu Yanxing next to An Chen.

Fu Yanxing sat down naturally. The light here was very dim, with only some light from the screen. Fu Yanxing directly held An Chen's hand beside him.

His hand was suddenly held by someone, and An Chen subconsciously wanted to shake it off, and then try another grapple.

Fortunately, Fu Yanxing reacted quickly and held down An Chen in time, otherwise it would have been another funny farce.

An Chen smiled sheepishly, "It's a conditioned reflex. I'm used to it. Who asked you to hold my hand without saying a word?"

An Chen whispered something in Fu Yanxing's ear. The first two sentences sounded like explanations, but the latter sentence directly pushed the matter onto Fu Yanxing's body.

"I'll tell you in advance next time." Fu Yanxing was also happy to do so.

For the next time, Fu Yanxing's right hand kept holding An Chen's left hand and never let go.

"No, why have we been singing for so long? That little guy who released records, stop hiding in the corner. What are you singing? It's your turn."

Suddenly he was mentioned, and An Chen blurted out his words without thinking about it, "Fu Yanxing said he would sing with me."

To be honest, everyone present seemed to have never heard Fu Yanxing sing before, so they couldn't help but look forward to it, regardless of whether An Chen mentioned it himself.

"Then I've asked for a song. What should I sing? I've chosen it as I see it." Qu Yan quickly ran to the song requesting station and took the first step to occupy the right to choose the song. After asking there and getting no answer, he went to himself. He started rummaging around.

I don't know if Fu Yanxing is willing to sing, but having said that, An Chen can only start cheating.

"You held my hand all night, so you have to sing a song with me as payment, and I don't care about your extra charges."

Fu Yanxing really didn't know whether to laugh or cry. If he had the chance, he really wanted to see what was in the child's mind.