mtl008 408: Adorable kitten
408: Adorable kitten
Qingqing herself wasn't very clear about this matter.
Because she was too young, she didn't remember at all.
Hearing that she might catch a cold, she obediently drank the soup, while also remembering her grandfather and bodyguard uncle who had gone out to play with her.
The kitchen already had a lot of food prepared, so after the girl finished speaking, they hurriedly went to deliver it.
She personally delivered Old Master Fu's portion.
The kitchen staff put the soup into a thermos and handed it to her. The little one picked it up and ran across to the Fu family's house.
As she entered, she encountered the housekeeper who was about to leave, and she stopped to greet her politely.
Her voice was sweet and soft, making anyone who heard it unable to resist smiling: "Hello, Grandpa Butler."
The butler stopped and said with a smile, "Miss has arrived. Let me show you inside."
The little girl stepped up the stairs, looking very independent.
"Grandpa doesn't need to take her, Qingqing will go in by herself."
The butler stood beside her, a gentle smile on his face, quietly watching her short legs step over the threshold.
"Miss is really amazing."
Upon hearing this, the little guy raised his face somewhat blankly.
Is it true that being able to walk is enough to be praised as amazing?
Is it because she often asks her brothers to carry her that the butler praised her when he saw her walking on her own?
The little girl hugged the thermos tightly, feeling a bit depressed. The more she thought about it, the more convinced she was that it was true.
Then she doesn't want to be carried anymore; she wants to walk by herself.
After saying goodbye to the housekeeper, the little guy found the room where Grandpa Fu often stayed, as if he knew the way well.
She placed the thermos on the table, then walked to the old man's side and reached out her chubby little hand to tug at the hem of his clothes.
"Grandpa, drink the soup. It will keep you from catching a cold."
Grandpa Fu has a soft heart. Someone took the thermos away and, after a while, replaced it with a bowl and brought it back up.
He gently patted the little one's head and asked in a soft voice, "Qingqing, have you had any?"
"I've already had it~"
The little girl stood beside him watching him drink, looking as cute as a mascot.
She was cute, but the old man was worried she would get bored. Just then, Fu Fengzhao happened to pass by the door, so he waved him in.
"Zhaozhao, come in and take Qingqing to play for a while."
Fu Fengzhao obediently came in and looked down.
The little girl tilted her head back. Because of the huge height difference, she had to work very hard, but this angle was also particularly cute, like a short-legged kitten.
"Hello, brother."
Fu Fengzhao was charmed, but he was good at pretending and remained calm and composed.
However, one could glean a glimpse of it from the expectation leaping from the depths of his dark eyes.
He bent down and hugged her: "Come on, I'll take you to play."
Xiao Qingqing immediately recalled being praised by the butler at the door. She immediately took a step back, her small body quite agile.
That soft, cute little voice was particularly heartbreaking to Fu Fengzhao.
"Don't carry me, Qingqing wants to walk by herself!"
Fu Fengzhao stood up straight in silence: "Alright."
Although we can't carry them, we can hold hands.
The little girl stretched out her soft little hand, wanting to hold his hand, but because of the large height difference between them, she felt uncomfortable holding it, so she changed her clothes.
Fu Fengzhao took her to see the flowers that Fu Xueji was growing.
He built a small greenhouse in the backyard, and when it got cold, he moved all his flowers inside.
He likes jasmine, so there are many varieties of jasmine flowers in the collection.
Fu Yueci likes succulents. He will buy the ones he sees when he is out and about, but he will not take care of them and will leave them all to Fu Xueji.
In addition, he has a wide range of interests and likes to buy all sorts of random things to bring home.
So another possibility is that he himself has forgotten that he ever bought these succulents.
If Fu Xueji hadn't moved them to the greenhouse, these poor little succulents would have frozen to death.
Qingqing liked them very much. She felt that these little things were round and chubby, and looked like her fingers.
Fu Fengzhao stood to the side. Seeing that Qingqing had been staring at the succulents for a long time, he spoke to her.
“You can take them home if you like. These were bought by Xiaoyue. He never cares about them.”
Clearly, he was very familiar with the flowers and plants here.
The little girl shook her head and said softly, "Qingqing doesn't know how to raise them. I'll leave them with my brother and come to see them often."
Fu Fengzhao didn't say anything. After she came out of the greenhouse, it was time to eat, so he sent the little girl back.
This time, Xiao Qingqing didn't hold onto his clothes because her hands felt a little cold.
Fu Fengzhao noticed this, but he didn't say anything.
When he saw Qingqing to the door, he ran into Fu Yueci, who had just returned home after playing outside all day.
The Fu family's car could drive right up to the gate, and Fu Yueci saw them from inside the car.
His incredibly cute younger sister walked in front, and his older brother walked behind, with about two or three meters between them, enough for five or six people to squeeze in.
Seeing this scene, Fu Yueci's feelings could not be described by the word "shock".
His sister is simply adorable, a sweet and soft little dumpling; who wouldn't want to hug her?
How could my brother be so cold-hearted, leaving her to walk alone ahead? Is his heart made of iron?
No, even the hardest heart would melt upon seeing you, Qingqing.
When he got out of the car, the little girl had already run into the Xiao family's house. Fu Fengzhao stopped at the door for a while, watched her go in, and then turned around and went home.
Fu Yueci closed the car door, rushed out, and blocked his way.
Fu Fengzhao didn't know what he wanted to do by suddenly blocking the road, so he stopped.
"Isn't Qingqing adorable?" Fu Yueci asked knowingly.
"Ah."
“Why don’t you hug her, Ke’ai!” Fu Yueci said, heartbroken, clutching her chest. “When we were together, I never let her walk. After running around all day, the soles of her shoes were always clean.”
"........."
He could say anything, but he had to say this.
Does that mean he doesn't want to hug me?
Looking at the boy in front of him who was still babbling on and on, Fu Fengzhao felt a little itchy to touch him.
Having endured many beatings, Fu Yueci keenly sensed that the surrounding air was somewhat dangerous.
He once again keenly sensed that the dangerous atmosphere was mainly emanating from his older brother.
He quickly took two steps back, crossed his arms over his chest, and assumed a protective stance.
"What are you doing?"
Will he get angry and want to beat him up after saying a few words to him?
Under Fu Yueci's surprised and uncertain gaze, Fu Fengzhao patted his pocket and took out his phone.
His slender fingers swiped across the screen, tapped something, then put the phone back in his pocket and went inside, bypassing Fu Yueci.
He remained expressionless throughout, showing no emotion whatsoever.
Looking at his retreating figure, Fu Yueci was somewhat puzzled.
"what's the situation?"
The cold aura emanating from my older brother just now was definitely not an illusion, but the fact that he didn't beat him up is very abnormal.
However, he was carefree and didn't take it to heart.
Just as he was about to go back, his phone rang in his pocket; it was a message notification.
Fu Yueci took out his phone and scanned the pop-up message. He was stunned, as if struck by a bolt from the blue.
After standing frozen for a long time, he suddenly took off running after Fu Fengzhao's retreating figure.
"Big brother, I was wrong, please don't unlink me! I'm counting on your supplementary card to make a living, brother, brother, brother!"
It would be better to beat him up.