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

Hearing a familiar voice, the bushes shook for a while.

rustling --

Fu Qingyang only saw that ass wriggling vigorously, and a small head popped out.There are two leaves hanging on the milk-blonde soft hair, which looks a little funny and cute.

Youbao looked at the husband who suddenly appeared in front of him in surprise, and the tears that were still rolling in his eyes couldn't be shed for a while.He smiled foolishly, and then seemed to think of something.

"Yes, you are Yuyou's old man, husband?"

Are you dreaming...

Little Yuzu raised her little claw nervously, slowly touched the man's cool face, and squeezed it boldly.

Youbao's eyes lit up, and there were little stars in her amber pupils.

Well, husband, alive!

"Why, Youbao really doesn't know her husband?"

Fu Qingyang helplessly held the little hand that was making trouble on his face, and with a force, he pulled the person into his arms and circled him.

"Youyou admit it, I know it..." He carefully arched into the man's arms, as if he didn't feel it was enough. Hearing the man's gentle whisper, the tip of his nose was sour, and tears fell out of his eyes.

"Husband... woo, wow!"

Little Youzi threw herself on Fu Qingyang, buried her little head and kept crying, her little hands tightly grabbed the man's clothes, as if she was afraid that her husband would fly away and disappear if she blinked.

Fu Qingyang's icy eyes were stained with pity.

He hugged the soft little pomelo tightly with his powerful arms, and gently stroked pomelo's small head with his big hands.

"Be good, Youbao, my husband is here, don't be afraid."

Hearing the soft crying in his ears, Fu Qingyang knew that his little gentleman was frightened.

The man hugged Youbao patiently, letting him drop the golden peas, and whispered in a low and doting manner to gradually erase the grievances in Youyou's heart.

"Old man, burp~you, youyou's butt hurts..."

Youbao, who cried like a little cat, raised his head sobbing, looking pitiful.

He seemed to put his arms around her husband's neck and asked for a stick, but he felt a burning pain in the palm of his hand after he realized it.

Xiaoyouzi shriveled her mouth aggrieved, and her curled eyelashes trembled slightly, shaking off a drop or two of crystal clear tears: "Hands, hands and hands hurt too, hiccup~"

Fu Qingyang frowned, grabbed Youbao's wrist and brought it in front of his eyes. When his eyes fell on the scratched and delicate skin, his eyes suddenly sank.

"It's my husband's fault..." He didn't protect Youbao well.

Little Youzi ignorantly leaned on her husband's chest softly: "Well, husband, what are you doing, when will you bring, bring Youyou home...?"

Youyou is scared.

He doesn't want to go anywhere now.

I just want to leave here and stay by Fu Qingyang's side.

"good."

Fu Qingyang bowed his head and kissed Youyou's somewhat red and swollen palms.

There was a lot of movement here, especially the soft cry just now, which caught the old man's attention almost instantly.

He walked a few steps with his cane, just about to give the order to separate the two.However, when the old man heard the "husband" full of dependence and anxiety, the corners of the old man's mouth moved, his throat was so dry that he couldn't utter a single syllable.

Especially when Xiaoyouzi said "go home", a trace of loneliness flashed across the old man's face, and his upright body seemed to be a little bent.

It seems that the little grandson really likes this brat.

As for himself, he had no intention of admitting his relatives at all.

nothing more...

The old man sighed softly, waved his hand wearily, and asked the bodyguards around him to step down. He took a complicated look at the little pomelo who was still nestled in Fu Qingyang's arms and refused to come out. Thousands of words turned into endless sourness in the end.

"You go."

The old man turned around and walked towards the old house first.

Without the old man's order, the bodyguards no longer obstructed them, and returned to their guard positions one by one, staring straight ahead with expressionless faces.

"Pomelo?"

Fu Qingyang was just about to leave with Youyou in his arms, but he didn't forget that Xiaoyouzi said that his butt hurts.The man just wanted to go back to the hotel quickly and show Youyou his injuries.But someone in my arms was restless.

Xiaoyouzi wiped away her tears, and looked at the old man's somewhat silent back, feeling sore and uncomfortable.

Living alone in such a big villa is very, very lonely.

Youyou understands, after all, he did the same in those six years.

Xiaoyouzi is very sensitive, he knows that the old man has no malice towards him, and he has never hurt himself.I just don't want him to see her husband, it's a little... well, a little annoying.

Youyou stood on tiptoe and whispered in Fu Qingyang's ear. The man frowned slightly after hearing this, but after being stared at by Youbao's watery eyes for less than three seconds, he nodded softly in agreement.

With her husband's permission, Xiaoyuzi smiled happily, came out of her husband's arms, and caught up with the old man with small steps.

Youyou awkwardly grabbed the old man's hand hanging by his side, shook it lightly, and said timidly in a soft voice.

"Grandpa, grandpa... I want youyou today, I want to go home with my husband... Ming, I'll come see you tomorrow, okay...?"

The old man froze all over, but still kept a stubborn face, refusing to show any tenderness.

He snorted rather arrogantly, then withdrew his hand and continued to walk forward.It's just that the old man's face evoked a subtle arc.

The dazed little Yuzi stood there in a daze, still a little confused: Well, what does "huh" mean...?

Just when Youyou was struggling with his hands, he suddenly heard the old man's voice: "Remember to come here early tomorrow."

Little Yuzi was taken aback, and two cute little dimples bloomed on her fair face: "Okay, okay!"

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When they returned to the hotel, the three of them in Bugis did not disturb the "reunion" of the young couple Fu Qingyang and Youyou.

They just made an appointment for dinner and went back to their rooms.

Little Youzi tightly held onto her husband with both hands, after experiencing this twists and turns, Youyou clings even tighter to the man.

Wanting her husband to hold her hand all the time, Fu Qing's masculinity has a tendency to let go, Youbao will pucker her mouth in aggrieved, and her clear amber eyes will be covered with tears quickly.

Now, how could Fu Qingyang be willing to let go.

It wasn't until the two of them went back to the hotel room and closed the door that Youyou quietly relaxed.He took the initiative to let go of his hand, and hugged her husband's waist with his soft lotus root arms, and kept rubbing and acting coquettishly.

Fu Qingyang smiled icily.

"Youbao, go to bed and let my husband see your injuries."

Having said that, the man hugged Xiaoyouzi even tighter.Youbao, nestled comfortably in her husband's arms, responded muffledly, and continued to enjoy the familiar warmth.

Neither of them spoke, they just hugged each other quietly.

Pomelo treasures filled Fu Qingyang's arms.

Fu Qingyang filled Youbao's heart.

Tired and crooked for a while, Fu Qingyang patted Xiaoyuzi on the head, bent slightly and picked him up horizontally, quickly walked to the bed, and gently put him down.

"Hey, take off your pants."

As he said that, Fu Qingyang took out the medicine box from the side, and prepared cotton balls and medicines for disinfection.But, when he looked up, Youbao on the bed knelt and sat obediently, with his little head drooping and grabbing his hands.

There are two cute little blush on the fair face.

Fu Qingyang smiled lightly: "What's the matter?"

Little Youzi's ears were red, she didn't dare to look up at the man, she hesitated for a while before she said slowly: "You, Youyou is fine...... Can you please not take off your pants...... .”

"Youbao is shy?"

"Um...um..."

Fu Qingyang rubbed the little golden retriever, and said in a cool tone full of indulgence and a smile: "Where is the pomelo, my husband hasn't seen it, hurry up, my husband will help you with the medicine."

Youyou pursed her lips and shook her head stubbornly.

Under the suspicious eyes of the man, Xiaoyuzi climbed out of the bed and ran to the bathroom.On the way, I didn't forget to use my claws to cover the little butt that was "coveted" by my husband.

"Yuyou wants to take a shower!"

Little Yuzi was afraid that her husband would catch up with her, so she got into the bathroom and quickly closed the door and locked it.Fu Qingyang had no choice but to go to the door and chatter, but Youyou was uncharacteristically disobedient and refused to come out.

There was no other way, the man had no choice but to tell his little gentleman to be careful not to get water on the wound on his right hand.I don't know if the little guy in the bathroom heard it, but when he heard the sound of the shower, the man went to the closet, ready to help Xiaoyouzi find a change of clothes.

What should come is always inevitable.

After half an hour, Yubao, who had washed himself clean, finally came out wrapped in a small bath towel.His white and tender little feet stepped on the slightly cool floor, which made him curl his toes slightly.

"Old man..."

Xiaoyouzi looked at her husband who was sitting on the sofa with a half-smile, and was a little cautious.He rubbed against the man, hugged her husband's arm tentatively, and found that her husband was not unhappy, so he boldly stuck to it.

"Don't hide, huh?"

Youyou shrinks her head, shakes her head cowardly, looking very cute: "Well, no, don't hide..."

With the appearance of Xiaoyuzi, Fu Qingyang couldn't reprimand him.The man inadvertently saw Youyou's right hand was wet, and the wound was also stained with water, and he frowned fiercely.

Without saying anything, Fu Qingyang carried the man back to the bed, first disinfected Yuyou's two claws and applied medicine, and then carefully checked the man on the bed.

Fortunately, apart from two small bruises on the buttocks, there was no other injury.The fair skin was slippery, and the bruises seemed a bit of an eyesore.

Fu Qingyang wiped the ointment with one hand, helped Youbao rub the bruise away, and asked in a cold tone: "Tell me, how did you get these injuries?"

Little Yuzi dared to lie and hide it, so she hurriedly told the whole process of how she escaped cleverly.

After finishing speaking, Youyou didn't notice her husband's slightly gloomy expression at all, and foolishly leaned over to kiss the corner of the man's lips, raising her little head in anticipation.

"Husband... Youyou is, isn't it amazing~"

Fu Qingyang rubbed Youbao's little face helplessly, and reprimanded softly, "Don't do this next time, today is your luck. If something happens to Youbao, what will my husband do?"

Little Yuzi hurriedly nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and twisted her small body into her husband's arms.Where the man couldn't see, Youbao, who had escaped the catastrophe, covered his mouth and smiled.

He discovered a secret.

It seems that as long as I kiss my husband, my husband will not be angry with Youyou, hehe~

You, you, you have become smarter!