Little cute pet dressed as a paranoid boss

Chapter 20 You Big Liar!
"Uncle Fu." Fu Yao turned his head, looked at the man who pushed the door and entered, and looked at him calmly: "I'm going to sleep right away."

Fu Xici looked at the child in front of him, feeling a little pity in his heart, and sighed softly: "Does Yaoyao miss her mother?"

Fu Yao hurriedly shook his head, bit his lips, and smiled at him: "Yao Yao doesn't have a mother, and Yao Yao doesn't want a mother either."

Fu Xici stepped forward and squatted in front of him, and touched his forehead with his big hand. The cool temperature made him no longer have a fever, so he picked him up and put him on the bed: "Then go to bed quickly!"

No matter how uncomfortable this child is, he will never cry or make trouble, and he will never act like a baby with him. He is not mature like a child.

"Uncle Fu, go to bed early too." Fu Yao obediently closed her eyes, and said softly, "Good night."

Fu Xici tucked the quilt up for him, adjusted the bedside lamp to a suitable brightness, and said in a gentle voice: "If you feel uncomfortable, can you tell someone to know?"

"Okay." Fu Yao responded.

Fu Xici got up and left, closing the door behind her.

Fu Yao suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, looked towards the direction of the door, tears fell down, and after watching the meeting for a long time, his little head was buried in the quilt, and his little body was trembling uncontrollably.

His father is dead, and he has no mother. He only has Uncle Fu. If he is very obedient and does not cause Uncle Fu trouble, Uncle Fu will take him in.

He is sick, and he feels very uncomfortable now. He watches TV and reads books, and when children are sick, they will always have their mothers by their side.

He really wants to be like other children, with his mother coaxing him to sleep, telling him stories, singing lullabies, and coaxing him to eat.

In the middle of the night, Qin Chu suddenly felt hungry, and his hungry stomach growled.

She glanced at Su Yue, who was sleeping soundly beside her, and tiptoed out of bed, ready to find something to fill her stomach. It was very uncomfortable to be hungry until dawn and unable to sleep.

The kitchen of the Fu family is on the first floor, and it is pitch-black everywhere.

Qin Chu couldn't see clearly, and he didn't dare to use the phone to illuminate it. If someone found out, it would be too embarrassing, so he walked forward like a thief with the light coming in from the window.

Who knew that as she was walking, she suddenly bumped into something on her leg, and when she lowered her head, she saw a not-so-old child looking up at her.

In the darkness, there were two people, one big and one small, staring at each other.

The room was dark, and she couldn't see the child's appearance clearly. She could only see the child's hand holding a big braised hoof that was bigger than his face. It looked very happy.

"who are you?"

One big and one small, two 'thieves' who came out to steal food in the middle of the night, asked each other out loud at the same time.

"Fu Yao."

"..."

Fu Yao said his name, but Qin Chu didn't speak.

Qin Chu looked at the little guy's silly appearance, couldn't help it, burst out laughing, squatted down in front of him, and looked at him at the same level.

Fu Yao realized that he had been duped, and puffed up his cheeks: "You are a big liar!"

Qin Chu only felt that the baby in front of him was unspeakably cute. He pinched his little face and asked him, "Are you the son of Senior Fu?"

Fu Yao's eyes flashed an obviously silent light, and his voice was muffled: "He is my uncle."

He also really wanted Uncle Fu to be his father, even in his dreams, but unfortunately he wasn't.

Qin Chu thought the little guy was Fu Yingdi's son, but when he said no, for some unknown reason, he breathed a sigh of relief, looked at him and said seriously: "Children can't eat cold food, they will have diarrhea Belly."

She touched it, and the pig's trotter should have just been taken out of the refrigerator, and it was very cold.

　Fu Yao: [A child without a mother is like a grass] It's me!
　　ps: Ask for a ticket, ask for a ticket
　　
　
(End of this chapter)