Grandpa Fu's little milk bag is soft and sweet

Nan Yu felt extremely lucky.

Harvesting your favorite radishes early in the morning is the beginning of a good day.

Nan Yu hugged the purple radish and ate it quietly. It didn't have the pungentness of ordinary radish, and the sweetness in the mouth was like sugar in his mouth, and he was instantly satisfied.

Sure enough, only food can make people happy physically and mentally.

One was eaten quickly.

Nan Yu folded her small hands on her lap, looking upright like a student in class, but her eyes once again uncontrollably glanced at the carrot next to her.

Delicious, wanted.

The carrot held in his hand seemed to have sensed his call, and appeared in front of him again.

Nan Yu couldn't stop like a kitten trying fish for the first time, and looked at the person in front of him gratefully with two big eyes, "Thank you, Mr. Good Man."

nice guy?

When Xiao Hai, the driver in the driver's seat, heard this word, he was so startled that he almost slammed on the brakes.

There was a sudden chill on the back, and the people in the back seat just looked up, the tenderness in the eyes was swallowed by the coldness, and the warning eyes were like sharp knives hurting people invisible, Xiao Hai was too frightened to be distracted, and trembled. drive well.

I have been with Lord Cheng for many years, and this is the first time I see Lord Cheng doting on someone with a soft voice and eyes full of doting, this appearance completely does not see the shadow of the living king who makes the outside world frightened.

So shocking.

When Fu Jiecheng's eyes fell on Nan Yu again, the black eyes under the mirror frame suppressed all the coldness, and he raised his brows with interest after being sent a good person card.

Everyone respected him and feared him, and all their words were false compliments. It was the first time someone looked at him so seriously and said that he was a good person.

Sincerely provocative.

The bunny is still so interesting.

Nan Yu warned himself not to be greedy, but the temptation of purple radishes was too great for him. When he arrived at the destination, he almost ate half of Mr. Good Man's radishes. When the currency is returned, it will be returned to the other party.

Nan Yu returned to his home, opened the door and was stunned.

The thatched hut in front of him was originally a temporary hut, but now it really turned into a pile of weeds. If it weren't for the little rabbit statue he made by himself, he almost thought he was going the wrong way.

His parents left him and ran away, leaving him only a note - he must be found asylum by the powerful Fu family in the capital.

I heard from my parents that this Mr. Fu had saved their lives and knew their identities.

But Nan Yu was afraid of this Mr. Fu in his heart. Even though he only came to the human world for a few days, he had heard many human beings talk about him.

It was rumored that Mr. Fu was cruel, ruthless, and ruthless. Everyone in the capital was terrified, and no one dared to release his photo. Some even said that no one who offended Mr. Fu was ever seen again.

Nan Yu lowered her eyes, her parents clearly knew that this Mr. Fu was dangerous, why did they insist on finding him for protection, and they left so suddenly?

Even though he felt that something was wrong, the obedient Nan Yu had no choice at this time.

When he stepped out of the gate, he seemed to be looking at death as if he were at home. He went outside and tried to take a taxi, but suddenly found the black Bentley parked opposite him.

Mr. Goodman didn't leave.

Nan Yu walked over and knocked on the car window again.

The car window was rolled down, and he tilted his head at the people inside, "What a coincidence, Mr. Nice Man."

The man in the back seat smiled, "It's a coincidence, do you need help?"

Mr. Good Man's voice was deep and magnetic, very pleasant to hear, and it was so straightforward, Nan Yu felt a little embarrassed when asked.

But he is penniless now, and relying on his way of life probably won't be able to get there today.

He handed over the address on the note, "Does Mr. Good Man know this place?"

Fu Jiecheng looked at the very familiar address on it, and the black eyes under the frame captured the passing light tightly, "It's just right, on the way."

"Great!"

It was indeed a lucky day to meet Mr. Good Man.

Just waiting for the car to drive all the way along the address on the note, Nan Yu's sense of direction all his life was used at this moment.

This road...why is it so familiar? ?