Mr. said the sugar cake is not as sweet as me

"Old man...why are you angry?"

Xiaoyouzi's soft and waxy voice wafted in Fu Qingyang's ears, making the boredom that was stuck in his heart even worse.

Although taking a bath with Uncle Wen was something that Youbao did when he was a child, but the man was still somewhat upset.

Bugis, on the other hand, raised his slender eyebrows slightly, but what Xiaoyuzi just said made him droop his eyes and fall into deep thought.

Bugis had a brother ten years his senior, and a sister, Farina, who has since passed away.He had never met Farina, but her portrait was hung in the middle of the living room by the daughter's father.Before leaving the family, he could see it every day.

Bugis' father once told him that all three of their brothers and sisters had a birthmark of cherry blossoms, which was proof of the noble blood of the ancient royal family.

If you only look at the appearance, Bugis can almost confirm that Shuyou is the child of his sister Farina.Xiaoyouzi's golden soft hair and amber eyes are the best proof of her mixed race.Brother Lai stood by Shuyou's side, so he must know what happened back then.

However, his brother's whereabouts have been erratic, and now he has taken over the position of Patriarch from his father.

With a ten-year age difference, Bugis, the younger brother, doesn't have a deep relationship with the owner's brother, and the number of times they meet and get along is even less.Especially in the past ten years, even my father has hardly heard from my brother.

The only way now is to do a DNA test.

It's just that Bugis was worried that he would be a little abrupt when he raised it suddenly.He thought for a while before asking carefully.

"Shu You, your father..."

Before he finished speaking, he obediently hugged the little pomelo that her husband refused to let go, his face paled instantly like a conditioned reflex, and the bottom of his eyes that were glistening with water was gradually stained with oppressive gloom.

"Burgess."

Fu Qingyang reached out to grab the little pomelo and hugged it in his arms, frowning and interrupting Bugis in a low voice.Just when she was about to continue to say something, the pomelo in her arms tugged at her husband's sleeve softly.

"Old man... Youyou are fine, it's all right..."

Saying that, Xiaoyouzi looked at Bugis again, tried her best to smile sweetly, and said softly: "You, Youyou's...father, father and mother, didn't come with your husband and Youyou... ..."

As soon as the words fell, Bugis stood up abruptly, his beautiful deep blue eyes shrunk slightly, and there was an expression of shock on his face: "Mother...?"

Xiaoyouzi subconsciously held her husband's hand, her little head tilted in confusion.Fu Qingyang seemed to have thought of something, his eyes flickered slightly, and he said in an elegant and fluent F language: "Bugis, don't ask, he doesn't know about his life experience."

Bugis was startled, glanced at Xiaoyouzi who was still in a daze, and instantly understood Fu Qingyang's purpose of not communicating in Chinese.He took a deep breath and sat back in the chair.

"Farina is my deceased sister. He looks almost the same as Farina. If it is not a coincidence, I think he should be Farina's child. And I heard my father vaguely mention that Farina Like me, Ruina fell in love with foreigners, so she also severed ties with the family. I heard that Farina went to your country Z. But he said that his mother is still alive..."

Bugis also replied in F language, thousands of words turned into a helpless sigh: "Hey, maybe I misunderstood."

Fu Qingyang pursed her lips, her slightly cold expression showed no joy or anger.The man's heart was actually a little surprised, he suddenly remembered the ancient totem of the royal family drawn on the star button left by Youbao's butler.

"Pomelo Treasure."

Fu Qingyang patted Xiaoyouzi's back lightly, and asked in a low voice, "Did you bring the cufflinks that Uncle Wen gave you?"

"Yeah...you bring it with you, bring it with you."

Saying that, the little Yuzi, who was a little dazed, took out the cufflinks from the satchel, and handed them to her husband obediently.

Fu Qingyang was preoccupied with Youbao's upcoming life experience, ignoring the absent-mindedness and confusion on Youyou's fair and tender face.

The man handed the star button to Bugis: "Do you know this cuff button? It was left by a housekeeper who has taken care of him for more than ten years. It is the Uncle Wen he just mentioned. I showed this to Ziqing once, and he said This is Mr. Eleven's star buckle."

Bugis's slender and beautiful fingers caressed the totem engraved on the cuff buttons, and his emotions hadn't fluctuated like today for a long time: "I, I won't admit it... Eleven, it must be Brother Lai's. Pseudonym, it's really Farina's child."

Fu Qingyang frowned slightly, but still patiently did not interrupt Bugis's absent-minded raving.Finally Bugis came back to his senses, and he returned the star button to Xiaoyouzi: "Shuyou, this cufflink must be put away, and it cannot be lost."

Youyou hurriedly nodded seriously.After putting the cufflinks back into the small satchel, Xiaoyouzi nestled back into her husband's arms obediently, feeling the reassuring temperature and the powerful heartbeat of her husband from that thick chest.

Fu Qingyang and Bugis continued to chat in F.This cufflink is the Isiah family's proof, Bugis also has one, but the totem is slightly different.

If you are not a member of the bloodline clan, you will not be able to see this subtle difference.

Bugis was sure that the cufflinks belonged to his elder brother.

The little pomelo in Fu Qingyang's arms was very quiet, like a doll, obedient, neither crying nor making trouble.His curled eyelashes drooped slightly, suppressing the panic, confusion and struggle in Amber's eyes.

F language, Youyou can actually understand it.

Uncle Wen taught him before.

But, since my husband doesn't use Chinese to communicate with Brother Bugis, then he doesn't want Youyou to know...

When she first heard about her life experience, Xiaoyouzi was surprised but also flustered.His little mind had never been so clear.

If you really belong to Uncle Wen's family, you can't fall in love with foreigners!

Thinking of this, Youyou's hands unconsciously wrapped around Fu Qingyang's waist, her small body twisted limply, and slipped into the straight man's arms.Even if they have been hugged together, it seems that it is not enough.

Fu Qingyang was distracted by the small movement in his arms, and when he lowered his head, he saw Youbao's little head was constantly rubbing against his chest.The line drawn by the man's thin lips became softer, and a smile appeared in his icy eyes.

He hugged Youbao, who was arching and arching in his arms, with a low and gentle voice: "What's wrong with Youbao, is it a bit boring to stay there? It's my husband's fault, I shouldn't have left Youbao alone."

The man thought that it was because he had neglected Xiaoyuzi that Yubao couldn't help acting coquettishly with him to attract his attention.

Youyou raised her head and met her husband's cold and gentle eagle eyes, and the confusion in her heart disappeared little by little.Whose child was he, and what did it matter?

He will always be her husband's pomelo treasure, that's enough.

"Husband... when shall we go back?"

Fu Qingyang was slightly stunned, and looked up at Bugis, only to see the latter frowned and gestured to him.The man took a deep look at him, then retracted his gaze, rubbed Xiaoyouzi's little golden hair, and said softly.

"Be good, Youbao. Bugis is an excellent doctor. After we finish the physical examination, my husband will take Youbao back to the hotel, okay?"

Youyou rubbed Fu Qingyang's neck with her small face: "Well, my husband also...does he have a physical examination with Youyou too?"

In order not to let Xiaoyouzi think too much, Fu Qingyang nodded in acquiescence.Sure enough, seeing her husband nodding, Youyou obediently agreed.

This is suffering the psychiatrist Bugis.

He's not a surgeon, so he doesn't know any professional medical examination procedures. Thanks to his steady state of mind all the year round, Bugis helped Youyou and Fu Qingyang do a simple physical examination with a smile on his face.

When it came time to draw blood, the most important thing, Youyou, who had been cooperating obediently, suddenly became obedient. He glanced at the sharp needles, and shrank into his husband's arms in fright, his eyes reddened with aggrievedness.

I was sick before, and the family invited a doctor.

But every time, the doctor was very fierce, and would prick the back of his hand with a needle.It is necessary to repeat the pricking two or three times each time in order to hang the IV safely and steadily.But the next day, the place where the back of the hand was pricked will be bruised, and it hurts a little.

After being discovered by Uncle Wen, I have never been pricked by a needle again.However, those not-so-good memories have always been deeply rooted in Youyou's heart and cannot be dissipated.

Fu Qingyang didn't know, and Yuyou in his arms refused to say anything, but just looked at him tearfully, his pitiful appearance made people feel soft.

It's just that the purpose of this so-called "physical examination" is to take a blood sample from Xiaoyouzi so that Bugis can go to the laboratory for DNA testing.

"You Bao is good, be obedient. Just tie it, okay?"

Fu Qingyang sat on a chair with Xiaoyouzi in his arms, bowed his head and kissed his little cheek, patiently comforting him, but unfortunately the effect was not good.

Youyou raised the back of her hand and wiped the wet corners of her eyes, her soft voice was already tinged with a choked tremor.

"No, don't... My husband, you don't want you... You will, you will be obedient... Don't tie you... You hurt... ...."

Fu Qingyang was in a bit of a dilemma. The blood sample this time was for DNA testing, and also for sending it to the laboratory for a comprehensive analysis to see how Youbao's health was.

The man took Youbao's little hand and rubbed it lightly in the crook of his arm: "It won't hurt, Youbao doesn't believe in your husband, huh?"

As he said that, before Xiaoyouzi could react, he took Youyou's hand and spread it out on the blood-drawing mat, and winked at Bugis.The latter understood and quickly sterilized and drew blood.

The needle pierced the skin, making the tip of the mushy little grapefruit's nose sore, and before the tears rolled down, her husband pinched her chin and raised her head slightly.

Fu Qingyang kissed Youbao's small mouth where the lower lip was bitten, touching and kissing gently and restrainedly.It wasn't until Bugis finished drawing three tubes of blood that the man reluctantly let go.

The soft white lips were kissed red.

Fu Qingyang stared down at Youyou, who had a lovely blush on her face, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Youbao, is it still hurting?"

Little Yuzu shook her head nah.

She shyly hid her little head in her husband's arms. He still remembered drawing blood and getting needles.My mind is full of my husband kissing himself in front of Brother Bugis.

Fu Qingyang saw that Xiaoyuzi was shy, and the sweetness just now vaguely lingered between his lips and teeth.

The man's eyes darkened, and he deliberately refused to let go of the alluring little pomelo. His deep voice was tinged with a hoarse voice: "What do you mean by pomelo shaking his head? Does it hurt or not, huh?"

Youyou's face was red, and her soft voice, which was holding back her embarrassment, became more erratic and soft: "Well, I have a husband to kiss... Youyou doesn't hurt at all..."