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

The old man glared at Xiaoyouzi angrily, he finally found out that the child's mind is full of her husband.really...

No prospects!

"You also know that I'm your grandfather, why don't you come back to recognize your relatives? If I hadn't met Bugis this morning and they met by accident, would you still plan to hide it?"

The worthless little pomelo hummed twice and muttered softly.

"Yu, Youyou only, I only want a husband..."

The old man pursed his lips, bitterness flashed in his eyes, and when he wanted to say something more, a bodyguard walked over quickly and said something respectfully in the old man's ear, and the latter's face darkened.

"Ivan, take him to the arranged room to rest."

"Yes, sir."

"Stay well, don't run around." The old man looked at the vigilant Xiaoyouzi, and turned and left after leaving a word in a cold voice.

Butler Ivan smiled gently: "Young master, I'll take you to the room where you rest tonight. Just mention anything you need."

Xiaoyuzi thought about her escape plan, nodded obediently, and followed the butler peacefully.Along the way, Youyou still wanted to write down the route, but this villa is really too big.

After the seven crutches and eight crutches, Youbao managed to remember nothing.

When Youyou was ushered into the bedroom, the butler smiled and asked, "Young Master, take a look, is there anything else that needs to be filled?"

Looking at the big soft bed, Xiaoyouzi lowered her head sadly.This morning, youyou still woke up in the arms of your husband...

The tip of the nose was sour, and the eye sockets were red again.

Holding back her tears, Xiaoyouzi shook her head, staring at her round eyes with a menacing aura, but the voice that overflowed from her squeamish little soft lips was outrageously soft.

"You, you think, you want to be alone for a while..."

Sure enough, Ivan's butler looked at Xiaoyouzi with a little more love, and the gentle smile on the corner of his mouth remained unchanged.

"Okay, young master, I'll let someone stand by in your room at any time. If you want to eat or want anything, just order it."

Youyou heard the sound of the door closing, and the room became quiet again.

Little Yuzu held her little face and rubbed it: Yuyou is good~

Youbao, who has done a good job of mental construction, opened a pair of watery eyes and carefully looked at the strange bedroom.

The butler said just now that someone will be guarding outside his door...

Ah, then you can't leave through the door.

Suddenly, Xiaoyuzi's eyes fell on the half-open window and paused.He pursed his lips, his delicate eyebrows furrowed into a ball.After a while, Youyou squeezed his hands and moved to the window.

He stood on tiptoe and looked down carefully.

Well, there are probably two husbands who are so tall...

Youbao took two steps back timidly.However, the desire to find a husband still overcomes the fear in the end.

The little pomelo made up her mind and ran to the closet, and opened the door expectantly, only to find that it was empty and there was nothing there.

Helpless, Youyou had no choice but to move the target to the big soft bed that had been laid out.Holding two pillows in his arms, he carefully threw them out of the window, just in the expected place.

"Hehe~"

With tears in her eyes, Xiaoyouzi smiled foolishly.

Youyouli, you are one step closer to finding your husband!

He sniffed and snorted, and took off the bed sheet and quilt cover.After three knots were tied at the end of the sheet and the quilt, he went back to the window and tied one end of the homemade "rope" to the railing.

Youyou carefully threw the "rope" out of the window, and the little stars in the watery amber eyes twinkled in anticipation.

After a while, there were a few soft smirks on the lips of Xiaoyuzi who was poking his head. The length of the "rope" is not bad, and the other end hangs on the ground and there is still some leftovers.

Little Yuzi thought about it again, hugged the quilt and patted it lightly, murmured softly, "Be, be good... I will take it later, I have to pick up the pomelo, pomelo~"

Youbao, who unilaterally made a deal with the not-so-thick goose down quilt, folded the quilt in two and carefully threw it out the window.

Everything is ready to go.

Xiaoyouzi stepped on the stool, holding onto the "rope" tightly with both hands.A little foot sticks out of the window first, and the cold wind blows in from the trouser legs, making Youyou shiver.

"Ugh..."

After finally mustering up the courage, Youyou dropped the little pearl in panic.He was scared, really scared.But......

Youyou patted her little head, thinking of her husband's reassuring comfort.Youyou have to be good, no, don't be afraid.

As long as you leave here, you can see your husband.

When he thought of Fu Qingyang's warm hug and kisses that bullied Youyou, the small balance in Youbao's heart clicked, and it instantly tilted towards her husband.

Xiaoyouzi tentatively stepped on the small eaves protruding from the window sill, and when his whole body leaned out of the room, his not-so-intelligent little mind went blank for an instant.

His delicate body was trembling in the cold wind, he closed his eyes in fear, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes like broken threads.Little Yuzu's pink and soft lips lost their color.

Add pomelo, come on, don't cry don't cry.

Taking a deep breath, Xiaoyouzi tilted his head and wiped his tears on his sleeves. When his vision was no longer blurred, he grasped the "rope" and cruelly removed his feet from the small eaves of the window sill.

Yuyou, who lost her support, slid down in an instant.

Counting Xiaoyouzi's height, there are only two meters above the ground.

Youyou, who closed her eyes tightly in fright, only felt a pain in her butt.

"Well......?"

Youbao, who successfully fell on the double protection of the quilt and pillow, opened his eyes, and the bottom of the amber eyes was still stained with confusion.

The dazed little Yuzi first glanced at her little paws that were rubbed red by the "rope", then looked up at the half-open window with her little head up.

He succeeded!

Before the little joy surged up, the pain from the buttocks and palms, and the belated teasing stimulated his fragile heartstrings.

Xiaoyouzi stared blankly at the scratched claws, tears blurred her vision again.He slowly curled up into a small ball, like a wounded little animal, helpless and confused, afraid that he would never return to that warm home.

"Old man... woo woo... pomelo, pomelo hurts...it hurts, woo woo... man... pomelo Afraid, woo, woo woo."

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The courtyard at the side entrance of the old house of Isiah.

Fu Qingyang looked at the majestic old man leaning on a cane in front of him, and vented his suppressed rage wantonly.The man exudes a cold breath.

"Where's Yubao?"

The old man didn't answer Fu Qingyang's words, but narrowed his eyes slightly, looking up and down at the young man in front of him.

Cold-blooded and full of hostility.

The eyes of the old man flashed all over, suppressing his three-point satisfaction with Fu Qingyang's reluctance, he snorted coldly, and said in a neutral tone: "You guys came quickly."

Bugis was not in the mood to argue with this stubborn old man, stepped forward, and rolled his eyes angrily.

"What are you crazy about? You can do everything about kidnapping... Oh, yes, there is something you can't do."

Thinking of Mu Jian's injury, Bugis looked at his father and smiled ironically.The latter still stood solemnly, without any guilt on his face.

"Going out for two years, it seems that the learned rules have been lost. Bugis, is this how you talk to your father?"

Bugis wanted to say something more, but was pulled back by Mu Jian.

Mu Jian lowered her voice: "Your priority is to find the young master."

Fu Qingyang's eyes were terribly calm. He took out his personal pistol from his arms, unhurriedly opened the safety bolt and loaded it.

"Ask one last time, where is my pomelo?"

Fu Qingyang's cold tone did not have any fluctuations, but it seemed that a terrifying storm was brewing.

The old man looked at the pistol and raised his eyebrows, and there was a wave of waves in his eyes.Rather, he underestimated the young man, but...

"There are only three of you, Bugis is not good enough, you have no chance of winning." As soon as the old man's voice fell, the bodyguards who were waiting around took a step closer, responding to the master's words.

Fu Qingyang's thin lips curled slightly: "The old man doesn't think that we will be so stupid as to come to this famous old house of Isiah, which is in charge of many black forces, right?"

The old man frowned.

Bugis turned his head aside speechlessly, silent in his heart.Was it that brainless idiot who wanted to break into the old house impulsively?He is ashamed to be so righteous and sarcastic...

Why didn't I find out before, Qing Yang has such a thick skin.

Hey, this is probably the charm of love.

Fu Qingyang gestured in one direction, and two groups of people hiding at the door rushed in.Among a group of men in black, that smear of pink is very eye-catching.

The leader, Gu Changjue, bared his teeth and smiled brightly.

"I said who here would dare to kidnap the little baby of Qingyang's family so blatantly. It turned out to be Mr. Richard Miller Isiah."

The Gu family also came into contact with some black forces, and the prestige of the Isiah family can be described as thunderous.He also just found out that the Bugis he met when he was studying abroad in country F was from the Isiah family.

The old man looked at the sudden addition of more than 30 people, his face darkened, and there was a trace of coldness in his gaze towards Gu Changjue.

"Even if a hundred people came today, you still..."

Just as Gu Changjue was arguing with the old man about Tai Chi and swearing harshly, Fu Qingyang, who was already impatient and ready to do something, suddenly saw a familiar figure flashing out of his corner of the eye.

The man took a breath, and tilted his head slightly, cautiously and expectantly.

Hidden in the lush green bushes was a familiar butt. The small tail behind the fur coat trembled slightly with the twisting of the little butt.

Yubao!

Fu Qingyang's eyes lit up, he didn't care about the few people who were thrown into the confrontation, he quickly walked to the bushes and squatted down, stretched out his hands and patting pattingly his buttocks that were about to disappear under the cover of the bushes as they climbed farther and farther away.

"Well......!"

The little guy trembled, and slowly stretched out a white and tender claw from the woods, covered the spanked little butt, and rubbed it delicately.

As if realizing something, someone hiding in the bushes quickly withdrew his claws, twisted his butt, and hid inside in a self-deceiving manner.

The gloom in Fu Qingyang's eyes gradually dissipated, and the coldness all over his body melted like winter snow, turning into a trace of warmth, entwined with an indescribable tenderness.

He stared at the furry tail, and his low voice was full of affection and softness: "Where did this little stupid rabbit come from, I don't even know my husband, huh?"