Little fool, please sign for delivery

The car stopped steadily at the entrance of the villa, but just as the car stopped, there was a soft "click" sound from the door, and Funing had already jumped down first.

"Huh?" Liu Cenhui, who was still waiting for Funing's help, was taken aback for a moment, and within a blink of an eye, Fu Ning ran into the house without looking back.

What takes care of husband helps disabled...

nonexistent.

When Liu Cenhui came back to his senses, Fu Ning was no longer in front of him.

Liu Cenhui was speechless for a while, so he had to call the driver to help him put the wheelchair away, and then helped him down.

At this time, Funing ran back to the bedroom, turned around and locked the door, and fell to his knees on the ground in the blink of an eye.

He was holding a pencil in his hand, and further ahead was the small book he just took out from under the bed——

[March 3, overcast. 】

[The villainous cousin bullies Ning Ning, and the unattractive aunt says Ning Ning is stupid, Hui Hui doesn't help, I will hate Hui Hui...]

The handwriting on the notebook is very messy, the Chinese characters and pinyin are mixed together, and occasionally there are black blobs that have been blacked out.

But you have to take a closer look, although these words are messy and disorderly, but some small places are just right.

Rather than saying that the author's writing is a primary school student's random crawling, it is better to say that he is unfamiliar with the writing.

Funing has kept such a short diary full of personal emotions for many years.

Maybe he can't resist other people's bullying, but he can still do it by writing a small book and remembering it all the time.

Fortunately, Liu Cenhui finally got into Funing's diary today.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the bedroom door: "Fu Ning? Are you in?"

Liu Cenhui waited outside the door, and it was a long time before he heard Funing's crisp answer: "Not here, don't bother Ningning!"

Liu Cenhui was caught off guard, and was clearly disgusted. His hand, which was about to knock on the door again, stopped in mid-air, and he neither put it down nor put it up. He was so embarrassed for a while.

Fu Ning didn't open the door, and Liu Cenhui couldn't help it either. After a while, he shook his head helplessly and had no choice but to turn around and leave.

An hour later, when the door of the study room was knocked, Liu Cenhui thought it was the housekeeper who brought him supper, but just about to refuse, he saw the door opened automatically from the corner of his eye.

The corners of his brows frowned slightly, and he saw Fu Ning stepping in with a glass of milk in his hand.

"Huihui, I'm bringing you milk." Funing walked over on tiptoe, and carefully pushed a large glass full of milk to Liu Cenhui.

Then he smiled shyly, and asked in a low voice: "Huihui, are you tired? Ningning will give you a shoulder rub, okay?"

Liu Cenhui still remembered what happened when he was rejected from the door just now, and just now he was using a small sexual gadget, why did he come to ask for peace again?

Liu Cenhui didn't know at all that Funing came here with his own calculations, and it had nothing to do with the peace he was thinking of.

Liu Cenhui wanted to see what Fu Ning wanted to do, raised his eyebrows and gave a faint "hmm".

Funing immediately beamed with joy, grinned, ran to the back of the desk, clenched his fists and started working.

It's not that Liu Cenhui disliked it, but Funing's strength...

Forget it, just be tickled.

Just looking at Fu Ning's appearance, he is a living and courteous son of a bitch, but he still wags his tail and comes closer, and he can't be driven away.

Liu Cenhui was amused by his own thoughts, touched his nose, and turned his head to continue with his work.

Three to five minutes passed, and before he had time to reply to the remaining few emails, Fu Ning, who was behind Liu Cenhui, couldn't hold back anymore.

Just when he was jotting down a small notebook just now, the sudden knock on the door gave him inspiration——

Hui Hui can help him beat up his cousin, can he also teach other bad guys a lesson?

Funing's little brain is running wildly, isn't it?Come and practice in a blink of an eye.

"Ning Ning brought you milk and beat your shoulders, you are really good..." Hearing his boastful emotion, Liu Cenhui couldn't hold back for a moment, and chuckled.

Fu Ning didn't care, and continued: "Being good Ningning must be rewarded, otherwise there is no way to stay good."

"Then what counts as a reward?" Liu Cenhui cooperated leisurely.

Having said so much, Fu Ning finally heard what he wanted to hear. He stopped beating his shoulders abruptly, while he himself jumped forward and said excitedly, "I want to help Ning Ning teach the bad guys a lesson!"

"What?" Liu Cenhui didn't understand what he meant for a while. "

Fu Ning hurriedly explained: "There are bad cousins ​​and annoying aunts! They don't like Ningning, Ningning is not stupid... Can Huihui help me?"

"You talk about them, you have to tell them that Ningning is not stupid, and they don't listen to what I say...Ningning is good, you help Ningning teach the bad guys."

Liu Cenhui suddenly realized, shifted his gaze slightly, and saw that Fu Ning's face was full of grievances, his red lips were pouted, and his deer eyes were covered with mist.

"You..." Liu Cenhui was dumbfounded, "Are you unhappy when they say you?"

"Not happy." Fu Ning nodded vigorously, turned around and squatted at Liu Cenhui's feet, looking at him eagerly, "Can you help Ningning?"

Just as he was talking, he suddenly complained: "When others said Ning Ning, you didn't help. Fortunately, Ning Ning even gave you milk and beat your shoulders!"

"Then, then I was wrong." Liu Cenhui didn't know how to answer, thinking that it would be okay to admit his mistake, so he had to admit it honestly.

Fu Ning nodded in approval, but then he seemed worried: "Then can you help Ning Ning teach the bad guys a lesson?"

"Yes, you can do whatever you want." Liu Cenhui only regarded this as a child's rascal, and maybe he also had a little bit of indulgence, so he finally agreed.

"And..." Funing hesitated a little.

Liu Cenhui paused: "What else?"

"You have Ning Ning, Ning Ning is good-looking and good-looking, so you can't think of other little brothers." Fu Ning asked pitifully, "Still, isn't Ning Ning your little baby?"

Stared at by a pair of innocent and sincere big eyes, Liu Cenhui couldn't avoid the topic at all.

But after hearing Funing's words, he was still stunned: "What little brother, you are... when did you become my baby?"

Seeing that he didn't admit it, Fu Ning's eyes turned red with anxiety.

Undoubtedly, for Funing, the threat of an unknown "little brother" is far more serious than being called a fool.

"That's what the bad cousin said! You will be a better and gentler first love brother to him!" Funing was very angry and took Liu Cenhui's doubts as an excuse.

At the same time, he felt even more uncomfortable: "When the bad cousin beat Ning Ning, you said that the baby would not cry, didn't you mean Ning Ning...why didn't you admit it."

"You really don't like Ningning anymore!" Fu Ning came to the final conclusion, sat down on the ground angrily, and started playing with his arms.

Liu Cenhui was at a loss, looking at the little thing rolling under his feet, it was the first time he knew what it meant to be difficult to argue.