Grandpa Fu's little milk bag is soft and sweet

After finally washing up, Nan Yu tasted the vegetable porridge served by Fu Jiecheng as he wished.

It was the first time to eat so many mixed vegetables, and the taste was even more delicious than expected. Nan Yu asked curiously, "Is this made by Mr. Fu?"

"En." Fu Jiecheng nodded.

With the blessing of "made by Mr. Fu himself", Nan Yu's happiness level soared, "Will Mr. Fu still do it in the future?"

This is the first time that the prince, who never touches the spring water, cooks for the first time.

This question is very difficult for the little rabbit.

But meeting those expectant eyes, Fu Jiecheng asked with a smile, "Do you like it?"

The little rabbit nodded faster than the chicken pecked at the rice, "I like it!"

"Then make it for you to eat later."

He can try.

The bunny is happy.

Nan Yu was so excited that his ears were shaking with his head.

Seeing Fu Jiecheng put on his familiar suit after dinner, Nan Yu didn't make a fuss this time to join him.

Fu Jiecheng was surprised by today's little guy. He clearly looked at him with reluctance in his eyes, but in the end he still bit his lower lip and obediently stood at the entrance to watch him off.

The poor little eyes made it hard to just leave the little guy behind.

When there is a person who cares about in life, this person will occupy everything, even the person who has always had nothing else to do.

Fu Jiecheng was restless all morning, always thinking about the little rabbit at home.

Thinking about the look in the little guy's eyes before leaving, I always felt something was wrong.

Half an hour later, the housekeeper made an emergency call, confirming that Fu Jiecheng's worries were not superfluous.

"Master Cheng, no, it's not good!"

Fu Jiecheng hurried home, pushed the door open and walked in. The choking smoke lingered in every corner of the villa, and the road in front of him could hardly be seen clearly.

The little guy wanted to blow up the villa after only leaving in the morning.

After the smoke cleared, Fu Jiecheng finally found a certain rabbit that fell into the coal at the kitchen door.

The fair face was smoked into Guan Gong's face, even the hidden rabbit ears were not spared.

Little Rabbit didn't seem to expect him to come back so soon. He was still holding the frying spoon that he hadn't put down in time. When he saw him, he grinned, "Mr. Fu!"

His eyes brightened instantly, and he didn't realize that only his teeth were white in his entire face.

Seeing that the little guy is safe and sound, how could Fu Jiecheng have any temper.

The coldness in the black eyes melted into the innocent smile, he raised his hand and called, "Come here."

Nan Yu clenched the frying spoon in his hand and was about to walk over, but at this moment, he saw that the servants who had accompanied him just now were all standing in a row, no one dared to look up, their faces were full of panic.

Even the butler was in there.

The nervous little rabbit finally realized that the atmosphere was not right.

They are all afraid of Mr. Fu.

Nan Yu's footsteps suddenly became hesitant, the air was gradually evacuated with the silence, and finally felt the familiar low pressure.

'clang'——

The frying spoon in his hand suddenly lost its fragrance.

Nan Yu realized later that he had caused trouble, the frying spoon fell out of his hand, and he retracted the foot he had already stepped forward.

Consciously walked to that row, followed the servants and bowed their heads to wait for the punishment.

No one dared to speak.

In the villa where needles could be heard, the sound of Fu Jiecheng's footsteps pounded everyone's hearts. A strong sense of oppression approached with danger, which already foreshadowed the consequences of the neglected servants.

As the leader, Nan Yu became nervous after being affected.

Prepare to be spanked when Fu Jiecheng stops in front of you.

"hand."

Unexpectedly, Nan Yu, who did not expect that Mr. Fu would not spank his butt this time, but instead of spanking, recalled the pain of being slapped on his palm by the teacher's ruler at school, and hesitated for a long time before stretching it out slowly.

Want to beg for mercy, but dare not.

Looking at the little guy who closed his eyes in fear, Fu Jiecheng felt helpless and wanted to laugh.

The handkerchief wiped the dirty little hands.

The movements were gentle, and there was no anger in his eyes.

Probably because there was no pain as imagined, the little guy looked up in surprise, and as soon as his eyes touched his eyes, he immediately lowered his head.

They are shrinking into ostriches.

He is timid and loves to get into trouble.

It just makes people helpless.

She's so cute, I don't have the heart to punish her.

"Lift up." Fu Jiecheng lifted Nan Yu's chin, and wiped off the soot on his face with a clean handkerchief.

It was only now that Nan Yu felt that something was wrong, so he cooperated very well and moved the darkest part of his face over.

Seeing that the little guy knew that he wasn't here to punish him and started to get bolder, Fu Jiecheng couldn't help stretching out his hand to gently pinch the milk that hadn't faded from the little rabbit's face.

"Little naughty, do you dare next time?"?