Little fool, please sign for delivery

Thanks to the phone call before going to bed, Funing finally had a good night's sleep.

The next morning, as soon as he opened his eyes, the cell phone next to his pillow rang suddenly, causing Funing to tremble in fright, and jumped up while still staring, "Who!"

The phone had no way to answer, so he could only wait until Fu Ning looked away. When he saw the huge word "gray" on the screen, the bewilderment on Fu Ning's face disappeared instantly.

He smiled so that his eyes narrowed into small slits, he frantically connected, and he said, "Hui Hui Zao, it's another day I really like Hui Hui!"

"...Morning." Liu Cenhui stayed up most of the night just to make a call to Funing on time, but he didn't expect that the connection would be a critical blow.

This is not over yet, just listen to Fu Ning continue: "Today's Hui Hui is super good, Ning Ning really likes you very much."

While talking, Fu Ning covered his mouth and rolled on the bed, talking to himself: "Huihui really called me, Huihui meant what she said, Ningning is really happy... "

Hearing this, Liu Cenhui finally couldn't help laughing, he was a little embarrassed: "Really? So in Ningning's heart, I always don't mean what I say!"

"Just a little bit." Fu Ning stretched out his fingers, and made a little gap in front of his eyes. After making it, he realized that Liu Cenhui couldn't see it, so he scratched his head to describe, "It's almost like...Ning A sip of water is like a little bit."

A sip of water to describe...

Liu Cenhui didn't understand much, and didn't really want to understand.

In particular, he didn't want to hold himself accountable for breaking the appointment, so he took the initiative to change the subject: "Has Ningning woke up? I'll be back in two days. Is there any gift you want, and I'll bring it back for you."

"You haven't woken up yet, you called Ningning just after waking up." Fu Ning sat up and squeezed his feet, "I don't have any presents I want, Ningning is satisfied with Huihui, come back soon, Huihui Bar!"

Another crit.

Liu Cenhui looked at the darkening night outside the window, the flickering lights seemed to be dancing in his heart, and every dance step could be perfectly stepped on the rhythm.

"Okay, I'll definitely go back soon..." He promised, his voice was hoarse for some reason.

Fu Ning didn't notice that something was wrong, he just chatted happily with Liu Cenhui, and after a while a few love words popped up, but he didn't know it himself.

In the end, after hanging up the phone, Liu Cenhui held his chest and gasped, and after a while, he suddenly laughed out loud, "What a little fairy!"

Because of Liu Cenhui's phone call early in the morning, Fu Ning was very happy all day long. He no longer looked like he was playing around with himself yesterday, and obediently followed behind Uncle Chen, doing whatever he was asked to do.

After he finished his lunch, Fu Ning touched his chubby belly and suddenly became curious: "Papa——"

"Oh, Master Ning, what are you doing!" Uncle Chen was coming to clean up the dishes, who would have expected to see Fu Ning slapping his stomach with two slaps when he looked up.

The crisp applause, and looking at Funing's neat movements, those who didn't know thought he was playing some kind of football.

"What's wrong?" Funing raised his head in confusion, and subconsciously touched his belly twice.

Uncle Chen's heart trembled when he saw it, he was afraid that Fu Ning would slap him twice if he disagreed: "Why did Young Master Ning slap himself in the stomach, doesn't it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, it's just..." Funing said nastily, "It's like a small ball."

Uncle Chen couldn't laugh or cry when he heard it. To prevent accidents, he first pulled down Fu Ning's shirt to cover his stomach, and then put his two paws on the dining table: "You can't hit it, and your stomach will be unhappy."

"It's because Young Master Ning ate a little too much, and his digestion won't work in the afternoon."

Fu Ning looked up: "Is it because I ate too much? But, Ke Ningning still wants to eat watermelon..."

"That can't be helped." Uncle Chen spread his hands to express helplessness, "Since Young Master Ning doesn't want a swollen belly, he can't eat any more. The watermelon is reserved for you, so you can eat it in the afternoon."

"Alright then." Fu Ning was very talkative, he stood up and stretched while talking, "Uncle Chen has worked hard, Ning Ning will not bother you!"

After finishing speaking, he smiled at Uncle Chen, turned around and ran out.

Seeing this, Uncle Chen's eyelids twitched, and he didn't care about the table that was not cleared, so he quickly wiped his hands and chased after him, shouting while chasing, "Oh, Master Ning, slow down, be careful not to fall!"

Pity him for his old bones, he has to run and dance with Fu Ning to exercise his muscles and bones from time to time, and even because Liu Cenhui is not at home, no one can restrain Fu Ning, so he has fun.

Funing's good mood lasted until dinner.

He was called twice by Uncle Chen, and then reluctantly put down the building blocks on the carpet, and went to the restaurant for dinner.

But just as he walked to the corner of the living room, he glanced at him inadvertently, and saw two people who he didn't like very much appeared on the sofa in the living room——

Fu Jinhui sat on the sofa and kept rubbing his hands, looking around, unable to settle down.

On the other hand, Fu Yuan was much calmer than him, she acted like a rich lady, straightened her back upright, picked up the hot tea in front of her without looking sideways, took a sip, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Uncle Chen told Fu Jinhui a long time ago: "The young master is not at home, and he will not be back until a few days after a business trip. Why don't Mr. Fu come back another day?"

But Fu Jinhui didn't believe it at all, so he barged in brazenly, and said, "Then I'll wait for Cen Hui to come back!" He sat on the sofa and didn't move.

Uncle Chen didn't want to let people in at all, but just because of the relationship between Fu Jinhui and Fu Ning, it was not appropriate for him to keep people out from his standpoint.

As a result, the father and daughter could only be left alone in the living room.

Fu Ning's eyes flickered, he pulled his neck and looked over to the kitchen, only to see Uncle Chen and the two servants were busy there.

When he turned his head and saw the two on the sofa, Funing puffed his cheeks and suddenly thought of playing a prank.

At this time, Fu Jinhui rubbed his thigh and sighed: "Why don't you come?"

Just as he finished speaking, he heard a thin voice: "Are you~are~waiting~for~me~I~looking for~you~looking for~good~bitter~return~my~fate~ Come!"

Just at this time, the lights in the living room were turned off, or in other words, the whole villa, except the kitchen was still brightly lit, and the rest of the place was instantly dark.

"Ah—" Two screams sounded one after another, and Fu Jinhui and Fu Yuan both jumped up.

The two ran forward and hugged each other tightly, but compared to Fu Yuan's frightened innocence, Fu Jinhui was a little more courageous and dared to open his eyes to watch.

He listened carefully to the strange voice from far to near, and saw a figure suddenly appearing in front of him. Before he had time to see the whole appearance of the person, he could only see the person with "disheveled hair", or even——

"Return ~ my ~ fate ~ come!"

That shrill voice was inexplicably familiar, when he preconceived that the other party was a female ghost...

"Ah!" Fu Jinhui yelled, "It's not me, it's not me, Yaya, go away! Fu Ning is in the bedroom, go find your son, I didn't kill you!"

As soon as his words fell, Fu Jinhui became frightened, his body softened uncontrollably, and he slid down to the ground little by little.

"Father, father, father!" Fu Yuan felt even more flustered when she felt the body hugging her disappear little by little.

Until a hand was placed on her shoulder, Fu Yuan's inner capacity reached the limit: "Ah, who is pretending to be a ghost!"

But before Fu Ning could speak again, Fu Jinhui slapped her on the arm first: "Shut up! It's Yaya, it must be Yaya, she's coming to me... Help me, help me!" I!"

"Help!" Fu Jinhui exclaimed, got up from the ground with hands and feet, pulled Fu Yuan on him and ran outside.

Leaving Fu Ning halfway through pretending to be a ghost, the person who wanted to scare ran away first, and stood there for a long time in a daze: "Is it... so scary?"

The moment Fu Jinhui and his daughter rushed out the door, Fu Ning suddenly came back to his senses. He ran to the main switch in the living room, and turned on all the lights with a "click".

Thanks to the closed door to the kitchen and the surprisingly good sound insulation, it helped Funing eliminate the last bit of evidence.

"Eh?" Uncle Chen came out with the food, and saw Fu Ning standing in the living room, with a white T-shirt hanging on his head and two sleeves hanging on his forehead, looking strange, "Master Ning, what are you doing?"

"Hey hey, it's nothing!" Funing smirked and pulled off the T-shirt and hid it behind his back.

He ran to Uncle Chen in a few steps: "Ningning didn't do anything, do you want to eat? Ningning is so hungry!"

Uncle Chen looked around and found nothing unusual, but saw that the two people in the living room were gone.

He wondered if they had some urgent business and left without saying goodbye, and he was only dissatisfied with their impoliteness, so he didn't want to think too much about it.

Right now, Uncle Chen just beckoned Fu Ning to sit down: "Eat more when you're hungry, the family has never been short of Master Ning's food..."

Fu Ning hurriedly nodded yes, remembering how Fu Jinhui's father and daughter were scared away just now, couldn't help snickering.

However, he only knew the joy after a successful prank, but he didn't think about what frightened Fu Jinhui like that...

As the saying goes: Don't do anything wrong, and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.

But if he did such a bad thing, even if there were no ghosts knocking on the door, he could scare himself to death.

After Fu Jinhui came out of Liu's house, his hands were shaking all the way home, and he passed a traffic intersection on the way, and he didn't even see a red light and went straight past.

Seeing her father's huge reaction, Fu Yuan was unavoidably surprised and uncertain.

But she was not given a chance to explore in the follow-up, and Fu Jinhui locked himself in the study as soon as he got home.

With no one around, Fu Jinhui put his palms together and fell to the ground, his head firmly on the ground, muttering: "I'm sorry, Yaya, I was wrong, don't come to me, I didn't kill you... If you have a debt and a debtor, don't come to me..."

His body trembled uncontrollably, and from a distance, he looked like a patient suffering from epilepsy.