The movie star's dumb little milk bag

Although Zhuoyuan is Fu Zhiyan's home, he has been with the crew all year round, and the chances of going back are very rare, so there is usually only Uncle Chen alone. Uncle Chen is Mr. Fu's comrade-in-arms. Chen Bo was injured, and Mr. Fu was in business, so he always took Chen Bo by his side.

Uncle Chen has been the housekeeper of the Fu family for more than [-] years, watching Fu Huai grow up, and watching Fu Zhiyan grow up.

Fu Zhiyan has a deep relationship with him, and occasionally shows his childish temper in front of him, just like he does to his grandfather.

Yuan Qiao followed Big Fatty downstairs, Chen Bo was busy making porridge in the kitchen, when he turned around, he saw a beautiful little boy behind the dumb and stupid Big Fatty.

"It's Yuan Qiao, isn't it?" Uncle Chen showed a kind smile, walked up the stairs and looked up at him, and greeted him, "Come down for breakfast."

Yuan Qiao was embarrassed, put one hand on the handrail of the stairs, rubbed the back of his head with the other hand, accidentally raised a little hair, and smiled shyly at Uncle Chen.

Uncle Chen turned back to serve breakfast. Yuan Qiao curled up in Fu Zhiyan's arms yesterday, making him feel distressed. This child looks too thin!

repair!It must be supplemented vigorously!

So the "lonely old man" Uncle Chen had a rare opportunity to show his skills today. He ordered the supermarket to deliver a lot of ingredients at [-] o'clock in the morning, and spent half a day in the kitchen, waiting for the cute upstairs to get up to eat.

Uncle Chen took the bowl out to scoop the porridge, and when he turned around, he saw Yuan Qiao standing behind him with his bare white feet. Seeing him turn around, he stretched out his hands to take the bowl in his hand.

Chen Bo was terrified, "Oh, AV, GV website 55 yuan permanent non-toxic micro lyxyycc limited to Android users

Little ancestor, hurry up and put on your slippers, you will catch a cold later and catch a cold! "

When Fatty heard this, he followed the tenet of "serving the young master wholeheartedly" that the young master had instilled for him, and immediately went upstairs to get the slippers from the bedroom.

"It was just delivered by the supermarket this morning. The quality is average. You wear it first, and I'll take you to buy it later." Chen Bo hid his hands back: "Get out quickly, and be careful not to burn it."

Yuan Qiao is not willing, Fu Zhiyan is not at home, he is extremely shy, and he is too embarrassed to let an old man take care of him, so he stands still stubbornly, blinking at Uncle Chen.

Uncle Chen's heart was about to be warmed. He had no children in his life. When he was young, he didn't think of Fu Huai. When Fu Zhiyan was born, he liked it from the bottom of his heart.

Who would have thought that this bastard Fu Zhiyan, even though he had a face that was considered cute, was actually extremely mischievous.

Now seeing Yuan Qiao standing in front of him with his mouth pursed, he feels that this child is just pointing at the sun in the sky, and he can pick it up on a ladder now.

Of course, there is a bastard who can fight faster than him.

"Okay, I'll bring it to you," Chen Bo compromised: "Be careful of burning your hands, just throw them on the ground."

After the two of them went back and forth several times, and the whole table was covered with breakfast, Uncle Chen realized that the bowl of porridge he scooped up for Yuan Qiao just now was placed on his seat, and Yuan There was nothing in front of Joe.

Why is this child so annoying, Uncle Chen almost burst into tears, and suddenly understood all of Fu Zhiyan's abnormal behavior last night.

Yuan Qiao is very obedient when eating, the spoon will never touch the wall of the bowl, and will eat up everything in a slow manner. Although he can't speak, every time he tastes a new dish, he will look up at Uncle Chen on the opposite side Laughing, looking contented.

"The young master's body temperature was terribly cold last night." After the meal, Yuan Qiao, who was refused to wash the dishes, sat cross-legged on the carpet and listened to the fat man talking vividly about what happened last night. You, I can't feel his temperature."

Fatty can sense emotions through the body temperature of people. When Fu Zhiyan entered the door last night, Fatty almost bumped into him, and he didn't feel that there was anyone in front of him at all.

Yuan Qiao was even more embarrassed. She bent her knees and wrapped her arms around her, with her head resting on her knees. Uncle Chen came out after washing the dishes, and added with a smile: "It's true, I've never seen Zhiyan so nervous. However, he had a dog when he was a child, it was very precious, and then the dog got sick, and he was very sad, but it didn't reach the level of last night."

Yuan Qiao didn't understand what Chen Bo meant, wondering if it was a compliment, and blinked blankly.

"Do you know what is more exaggerated?" Uncle Chen didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his description, "The door of his room was left open last night, I saw him sitting by the bed and staring at you, and he used his hands from time to time. Go test your breath."

"Hahahaha!" Fatty let out an emotionless laugh, "It's so ridiculous."

Yuan Qiao's face was flushed with embarrassment, and she also grinned and laughed along with her. For some reason, she felt happy in her heart, and a long-lost feeling emerged in her heart.

"Not bad, Zhiyan!" Sitting behind the camera, Director Wang stretched his neck and glanced at Fu Zhiyan in satisfaction, "I went to the mansion to play all night last night? This expression matches the brick mover you are today!"

Fu Zhiyan took a few sips of the coffee that Wen Xing handed over. The temperature is not low today, and there were two big scenes in the morning. At this time, he was already hot and sweaty. Wet into strands.

Without further ado, Wen Xing took out his phone and took two pictures of him.

"Why?" Fu Zhiyan came over to see him.

"Business, brother." Wen Xing called up the photo he just took. Fu Zhiyan folded his waist with one hand, held the coffee in the other hand, raised his head slightly, exposing his Adam's apple, "Look, this is the walking hormone."

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64 yuan per month requires 4 yuan monthly fee Weiwei lyx775153909 Fu Zhiyan took out his mobile phone and saw the photo that Uncle Chen sent him half an hour ago.

Yuan Qiao was probably following Uncle Chen to the supermarket. He pushed the shopping cart ahead and stood in front of the freezer to choose his favorite yogurt with a serious expression on his face.

Fu Zhiyan replied: [Buy him every flavor, don't let him stay in front of the freezer for too long, it's cold. 】

Half a minute later, Fu Zhiyan was worried, and added another sentence: [Please keep pushing the shopping cart, Yuan Qiao is not in good health, and you are much stronger than him. 】

After sending the message, Fu Zhiyan received the photo from Wen Xing, and clicked on Yuan Qiao's WeChat to resend it. After thinking about it, he was afraid that Yuan Qiao would think he was too narcissistic, so he added the words without silver here: [Coffee is delicious. 】

After a while, Fu Zhiyan's phone vibrated twice and received two messages from Uncle Chen.

One is Yuan Qiao sitting on the carpet with bare feet, licking the yogurt cover seriously.

The other one has only a few words: [I know, I have already brought your Princess and the Pea home. 】

Wen Xing posted Fu Zhiyan's photo on his Weibo, and was satisfied with the instant replies below.

[Husband, pay attention to your body, how hard is filming! 】

【It's another day when my husband is so awesome!Star Eyes.jpg]

[My brother is so handsome, I really want to touch his Adam's apple! 】

"Look, this is..." Satisfied, Wen Xing held up his phone to show Fu Zhiyan, but turned his head and saw a gentle smile on the corner of Fu Zhiyan's mouth. On the screen was a picture that had been magnified countless times, Yuan Joe's little face.