Grandpa Fu's little milk bag is soft and sweet

Nan Yu was brought into the villa in a daze. The inside was even more grand than he imagined. There were all kinds of precious sculptures, and the carved walls of Junyu showed the supreme status of the owner.

Nan Yu originally wanted to follow Mr. Fu upstairs, but at this moment, he saw the independent glass cabinet in the middle of the living room.

Inside was a white rabbit that was only the size of a palm. The halo under the candlelight was soft, crystal clear and white, and the tip of the left ear had the same light pink heart shape as him.

This rabbit looks like him.

Nan Yu seems to have seen his own appearance when he was a child, his eyes were completely attracted, and he couldn't help reaching out his hand curiously to touch it.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man in a tuxedo rushed out from the side, and shouted at him excitedly, "Oh, you can't touch it!"

Nan Yu was so frightened that he immediately withdrew his hand, and his two small ears were nervously clamped subconsciously.

The butler hurried over to look at the glass cabinet, and seeing that there were no fingerprints on it, he breathed a sigh of relief as if he had saved his life.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't know you couldn't touch this." Seeing that the middle-aged man was so nervous, Nan Yu quickly apologized.

The housekeeper shifted his eyes to Nan Yu, his eyes under the presbyopic glasses were full of scrutiny and surprise.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes just now, he couldn't believe that he would see Grandpa Cheng bring a stranger here in his lifetime.

The nimble black eyes of the young child in front of him were as bright as if filling the entire starry sky, and his temperament was simple and natural, which radiated from the inside out with a clear and pure heart.

It was the first time in his life that he saw someone with such a clean temperament.

Even though he had almost committed a big taboo just now, the housekeeper couldn't scold the child who was so gentle that people liked him. He softened his voice and explained, "Nothing here should be touched lightly, especially this one."

Nan Yu asked incomprehensibly, "Why?"

"Grandpa Cheng asked the most famous sculptor to carve it out of top-quality Hetian jade. It is unique in the world and is also Grandpa Cheng's favorite piece. No one can touch it, so be careful."

He couldn't bear to tell what happened to the last person who touched the glass case.

Nan Yu listened carefully and wrote it down silently in her heart.

But he couldn't bear the fact that the rabbit was so attractive, he couldn't take his eyes back at all, he looked and looked again and again.

Suddenly, a deep voice came from behind, "Do you like it?"

Nan Yu looked back, and at some point Mr. Fu stood behind him.

He found that Mr. Fu had changed into a new set of clothes. The well-tailored white suit wrapped his tall figure, and his gestures were innately noble. The eyes under the frame were a little less cold under the soft light. The tone of voice is gentle and makes people feel comfortable.

Nan Yu lost his mind again. When he realized that Mr. Fu was waiting for his answer, he quickly lowered his eyes, nodded, and shook his head again, "It's very beautiful."

He didn't dare to speak too bluntly, because he couldn't understand Mr. Fu's temper, so he didn't dare to talk nonsense.

After a few seconds of silence in the air, Nan Yu saw that Mr. Fu in front of him suddenly stepped forward and lifted the glass cover, and took out the crystal white Hetian jade rabbit from inside.

It was only when Nan Yu was at close range that he realized that there was a very small hole in the back of the rabbit with a plain rope strung there.

Before he could react, the plain rope was already around his neck.

Nan Yu suddenly became a frightened rabbit. The thing around his neck was obviously small, but it made him feel heavy, "Mr. Fu, this, this... no, no, I..."

Mr. Fu actually gave him such a valuable thing!

He subconsciously wanted to take it off, for fear that if he was too late, he would soil the jade that Mr. Fu liked.

The wrist was suddenly wrapped by a generous palm, Mr. Fu stopped his movement, "Don't you like it?"

"Hi, I like it, but this..." Nan Yu saw the butler next to him dumbfounded, and when he thought of what the butler said just now, he became even more nervous, "This is Mr. Fu's thing, I can't take it."

A big hand suddenly fell from the top of his head and gently rubbed his head a few times.

Nan Yu froze in place as if his acupuncture point had been touched.

The warm palms touched the two ears in the air, which soothed his nervous mood at once.

When Fu Jiecheng saw the stunned man, his ears were wrapped around his hands invisibly, he couldn't help rubbing them a few more times, the smile in his eyes was as gentle as the spring breeze in April, "Meeting ceremony."?