Grandpa Fu's little milk bag is soft and sweet

Everyone turned their heads to look at the man who had just stepped out of the elevator, his whole body was like falling into an ice cave, and the sound of dull footsteps hit his heart every time, making people feel oppressed and breathless.

When he saw the person trapped by the wall with nowhere to escape, a murderous look flashed across his black eyes under the lens.

The air was suddenly evacuated, and everyone held their breaths and looked at Fu Jiecheng who was gradually approaching.

"Cheng, Lord Cheng." Ye Xi's momentum weakened suddenly, but thinking of the embarrassment just now, she couldn't help but said, "This person broke into here without your taboo."

A cold gaze suddenly fell on her.

Ye Xi stopped breathing suddenly, but in the next second, he saw Fu Jiecheng stepping towards the person in the corner.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, it was all rumors, how could Lord Cheng allow outsiders to break in here casually.

This person is dead!

As a lop-eared hare, she is very sensitive to mood changes.

Nan Yu noticed that Mr. Fu was angry, and the comfortable aura on his body seemed to have frozen into frost, which was terrifying.

When Mr. Fu approached, he was more nervous than ever before.

Will Mr. Fu blame him for running around?

Will he be kicked out?

When Fu Jiecheng stopped in front of Nan Yu, his heart rose to his throat.

The strong pressure made his legs weak.

Even close your eyes and dare not look directly.

But suddenly, Mr. Fu squatted down in front of him, and in the next second his broad palms wrapped around his ankles.

Mr. Fu asked coldly, "Where are the shoes?"

Nan Yu immediately lowered his head, his toes curled up in fear, not even daring to breathe, "I just thought this carpet was very soft, so..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he broke his work.

Frightened, he felt unprecedented peace of mind when Mr. Fu approached.

All the fear gradually dissipated under the warm breath, replaced by the grievance after the shock, "I'm sorry Mr. Fu, you, don't be angry, I was wrong, I shouldn't..."

There was no scolding as imagined, and even the chill on Mr. Fu's body was fading little by little.

Fu Jiecheng looked like a person who was holding on to his hand tightly as if he was holding on to a life-saving straw, and even twisted his ears that were hidden in the air, for fear that he would be thrown down again.

When he bumped into the reddish eye sockets, his heart throbbed with pain.

He shouldn't have left the little one alone.

"Hey, it's cold on the ground." Fu Jiecheng carefully picked him up from the ground, as if no one was around, and just wanted to comfort the frightened little rabbit.

This unexpected scene stunned everyone.

I thought it was someone who broke in privately, but I didn't expect to be so carefully cared for by Master Cheng.

"Tell me, where did they touch you just now?" Seeing the frightened person hiding in his arms and not daring to look up, Fu Jiecheng frowned distressedly, even suppressing his voice, for fear of scaring the little guy again.

The little guy shook his head and rubbed his head imperceptibly.

That was the message here that made him unhappy and wanted to leave.

Ye Xi stood there in shock, all developments subverted her imagination.

How could the cold-blooded and heartless Grandpa Cheng be so gentle.

The ominous premonition made her panic and wanted to step forward, but was forced back by those cold eyes.

Realizing what they had just done, the security guards immediately came forward to beg for mercy, "Master Cheng, we were wrong, we were too blind to know that he belonged to you, I'm sorry, please forgive us, please don't..."

"Xiao Hai." Before closing the door, Fu Jiecheng stopped suddenly.

The voice that was a few degrees colder was like a call from hell.

The begging for mercy stopped abruptly.

Without Fu Jiecheng's instructions, Xiao Hai naturally knew how to deal with the rest of the situation, "Yes, Lord Cheng."

A group of short-sighted.

Those who touch Lord Cheng are wielding their swords in front of the King of Hades. ?