Grandpa Fu's little milk bag is soft and sweet

Fu Jiecheng probably didn't expect that after years of galloping in the business world, he would turn over at Little Rabbit.

But the little guy's eyes as bright as the starry sky were wide open, and he looked at it expectantly.

The pure thought of wanting to please makes people unable to bear to extinguish it.

Fu Jiecheng finally nodded, "Okay."

The "steamed radish" made by the little guy is very special, even the knife and fork are omitted, and the kitchen knife is directly served.

Every time the housekeeper made a cut, he prayed silently in his heart.

In the end, it was cut into a small piece, and it was still unclear what the prototype was, and it was placed on the dining table.

Nan Yu didn't know how to use a knife and fork, so he picked up a small piece and handed it to Fu Jiecheng in a simple and rough manner, and said impatiently, "Mr. Fu, try it."

The indescribable expression on the face of the butler standing behind him already made him feel uncomfortable for his own father, he opened his mouth without hesitation, and swallowed back the obstructive words abruptly.

"Is it delicious?" Nan Yu leaned over and asked nervously with his little head held high.

Leaving aside the indescribable taste, the light hardness is already the biggest test for the back molars.

Fu Jiecheng perfectly restrained all his emotions under his eyes, and nodded without changing his expression, "It's delicious."

"Then Mr. Fu, eat more." After being praised, Nan Yu happily picked up another piece, "If Mr. Fu likes it, I will make it for you every day from now on."

Mr. Fu: "..."

The little rabbit was very sensitive to his emotions, and after hesitating for a second, the smile on his face tended to withdraw.

Fu Jiecheng leaned down, opened his mouth and gently bit the finger in front of him, rolled his tongue over it, and swallowed the taste of the radish and the little rabbit's fingertips.

The sudden moist touch of the fingertips made Nan Yu withdraw his hand like an electric shock.

Thinking that he didn't hold it properly, he deliberately retracted his fingers when he picked up another piece.

But Mr. Fu still bit him.

After reacting, Nan Yu immediately blushed and hid his hands.

But his eyes secretly looked at Fu Jiecheng next to him.

Mr. Fu is so good-looking, and even the movements of eating are very elegant.

Mr. Fu's lips are so soft, wrapping his fingertips warmly.

It looks so sexy.

I really want to touch, I really want to...

Suddenly, I met Mr. Fu's smiling eyes.

Peeking at the caught little rabbit, he lowered his head guiltyly.

Fearing that his thoughts would be seen, he nervously stuffed a mouthful of carrots into his mouth.

It was too late for Fu Jiecheng to stop it.

The little guy suddenly turned into a panicked rabbit, holding the bitter taste in his mouth, not daring to swallow, not daring to speak, the corners of his reddish eyes were stained with mist, and he looked pitifully at him for help.

Fu Jiecheng quickly stretched out his hand, "Hey, spit it out."

Nan Yu grew up so big, he had never eaten such a hard-to-swallow radish.

But thinking of feeding Mr. Fu so much without knowing it just now, he gritted his teeth and insisted on chewing and swallowing.

Nan Yu was so bitter that tears came out, "Mr. Fu, it's so unpalatable."

Fu Jiecheng put the juice he had prepared earlier to Nan Yu's mouth, dumbfounded, "It's not bad."

"Mr. Fu, I'm sorry." Knowing that Mr. Fu was comforting him, Nan Yu lowered his head even more remorsefully, "Mr. Fu, you are so kind to me, I just want to do something for you, so I..."

Seeing the sad man who was about to cry, Fu Jiecheng hugged the little guy into his arms distressedly, "Then take a lunch break with me, okay?"

When Nan Yu heard that there was finally something he could help with, his face changed from cloudy to clear, and he nodded without hesitation.

Sleep well.

He is good at sleeping.

Fu Jiecheng may never have imagined in his life that one day, he would be coaxed to sleep by a little rabbit.

Seeing the person who cleared his throat and was about to sing a lullaby, Fu Jiecheng put his hand on his forehead, already laughing so hard that he couldn't speak.

After making enough preparations, but unexpectedly forgetting the words as soon as he opened his mouth, Nan Yu rubbed the back of his head embarrassingly, "Mr. Fu, I forgot for too long, I...how about I just tell the story."

"Okay." Fu Jiecheng pulled the little rabbit to lie down, and covered him with a quilt.

Nan Yu tilted his head and thought about it for a long time. He wanted to tell a bedtime story when he was a child, but he hadn’t heard it for a long time after he grew up and forgot all about it. After thinking about it, he decided to tell his own story, “I’ll tell Mr. When I was a child."

Fu Jiecheng hooked the corner of his mouth, "Okay."

"When I was very young, my mother taught me how to change into a human shape, but at that time I was too stupid to learn it. My friends always laughed at me, saying that I was a short-lived ghost and that's why I couldn't learn it. Later, I couldn't get angry and hid to the cave.

People in our world regard that cave as a forbidden place. I only found out when I entered that there was a human being inside. "

Nan Yu didn't realize that the person holding him was stunned, completely immersed in the unforgettable memory of his childhood, "That was the first time I saw a human being, I was very scared at first, but that person played with me The game gave me a lot of delicious food and taught me to transform into a human form, but my mother found out later and locked me up and beat me up."

Nan Yu touched his buttocks, that was the time when his mother beat him the hardest, "Everyone in our place seems to be afraid of him, even my mother is afraid. I heard that I went into the cave and came out alive. My friends don't laugh at me anymore. Short-lived ghost, but when I went out to look for him, he was already gone.

My mother refused to tell me who he was, and beat me every time I asked. She was never so fierce, and then I didn't ask, and went to find it by myself, but I couldn't find it for so many years. "

At the end, Nan Yu raised his head and looked at Fu Jiecheng, "That person is as good to me as Mr. Fu, I miss him very much."

Fu Jiecheng was silent for a long time before opening his mouth in a low voice, "Little guy, there will be many passers-by in a person's life, some just stay for a short time, some seem to leave, but in fact they are always there."

Nan Yu asked half-understanding, "So, will I see him again?"

Looking at the strong expectation in the little guy's eyes, Fu Jiecheng rubbed him into his arms but didn't answer, "Go to sleep."

Nan Yu noticed that Mr. Fu's mood was not right, so he didn't dare to ask more questions, and closed his eyes obediently.

Seeing the little guy who fell asleep soon, Fu Jiecheng bent down and kissed his forehead.

Will do.

He has always been there.

After putting him to sleep, Fu Jiecheng returned to the company in the afternoon.

Before leaving, he told the housekeeper to keep people under surveillance and not let them into the kitchen.

All afternoon, I didn't receive an emergency call from home.

Fu Jiecheng was finally relieved.

However, when I got home at night, I pushed the door open and waited for a long time until Kaixin jumped at me.

When I asked the housekeeper, the housekeeper showed a look of embarrassment, "Master Nanyu...he is in your room, Master Cheng."

"What did he do at home this afternoon?"

"I just watched TV."

Fu Jiecheng came to his room, opened the door and saw the little rabbit squatting in the corner from a distance.

The little rabbit turned his head when he heard the voice, and when he saw how wronged he seemed to be, he was about to cry, walked forward hesitantly, and said, "Mr. Fu, I'm really not doing it for your money." Come, I really love you, I don't care about that."

The sudden confession didn't make Fu Jiecheng happy.

It is impossible for the little rabbit to say such words.

Thinking of something, Fu Jiecheng asked the butler next to him in a cold voice, "What TV did he watch in the afternoon?"

"...a bloody drama called "The Domineering President Always Wants to Divorce Me" at [-] o'clock in the evening."?