A Walk-on Actor Who Wants to Be A Baker

A busy man is busy with feelings, such as Fang Qiao.

The owner of the net red shop owner now spends more than half a month on the business. It not only recruits the recruits in the store, but also completes the location of the second store of Fang Shifu, which is very popular.

This day is the afternoon of the working day. The customers in the store are not too much. Fang Joe is busy sneaking and sitting behind the counter.

He has always been like this recently. When he was busy, he was okay. When he was idle, he couldn’t help but think about Lu Yanzhou.

The words on the phone that night seemed to be still in my ear. Fang Qiao now thinks that his ears are hot, and he does not know whether Lu Yanzhou is serious or talk about it. Anyway, Fang Qiao is taken seriously, and he has to take it out before going to bed every day. Something, then stealing for a long time.

However, Fang Qiao was alone here for a long time, and Lu Yanzhou’s pig's trotters didn't come to him once, as if he had forgotten him, he was very angry.

As the saying goes, there is no such thing as a three-year fall. He is almost in such a state now, not to mention that he has not seen it for half a month. It has been calculated for more than ten years.

Just thinking about it, the wind chimes on the door rang, Fang Qiao habitually shouted "Welcome", and as soon as I saw the Qing people, I stopped, and the little deer in my heart couldn't stop jumping.

Lu Yanzhou is not alone today, and he is still holding a little girl in her teens. Fang Qiao thought, it really is more than ten years, the baby is so big.

"My brother's daughter." Lu Yanzhou said to the other side, "I will not take the child, let her play here for you."

"..."

Well, for a long time, it’s not a special trip to see him. The deer in Fang’s heart immediately returns to his original position. Why should he do it.

Fang Joe took Lulu's hand and took her into the baking biscuit.

“Do you not go to work today?”

"After a while, I just came back in the morning and gave myself half a day off."

Lu Yanzhou actually wants to find Fang Qiao when he got off the plane. As a result, he was used as a free babysitter by his brother halfway, and he just had a drag bottle.

Towed oil bottle Lulu is typical of contemporary bear children. Lu Yanzhou did not have any way to take her, but Fang Qiao is different. When she grew up in an orphanage, she has the experience of bringing children. When the molds for making biscuits are taken out, they will be exposed. Have to obey the post.

Lulu’s “Fang Joe Brother” shouted intimately, and immediately left Lu Yanzhou behind her. Lu Yanzhou was happy to take a break, and he squatted and sat down to play with his mobile phone.

Fang Qiao suddenly felt that this scene was familiar. When Han Jiayue made the cake that day, Lin Biao was not the dear master.

Fang Qiao distressed himself and Han Jiayue, we can be really bitter when it is 0.

Lulu was not very old, but she was very thoughtful. When she saw Fang Qiao doing biscuits, she always peeked at Lu Yanzhou. She asked aloud: "Fang Joe, my uncle is very good, what do you always do with him?"

When Lu Yanzhou heard this, he immediately raised his head and looked at Fang Qiao with great interest.

Fang Qiao was seen with a red face, and the dead duck was hard: "The children don't say anything, I... I didn't look at him."

Lulu picked up her mouth and was not convinced: "I didn't say, my dad is always peek at my mother, I understand."

Fang Qiao feels that he is going to smoke on his head, and he can't wait to block the baby's mouth with biscuits.

Lu Yanzhou did come up, the mobile phone did not look, stood up and walked slowly to Fang Qiao, and leaned back to the table.

Fang Qiao uncomfortably shrank to the side: "Let you continue to sit."

"Don't sit, stand closer to see you."

"..."

Stinky, which little cookie you count.

Lu Yanzhou turned to Lu Lu and said: "In the future, you will call Uncle Fang Joe, you can't call your brother."

Lulu raised her face and asked innocently: "Why?"

Lu Yanzhou smiled reluctantly and deliberately sneaked into Fang's ear and said softly: "I am afraid that I will not be able to open it in bed next time."

"..."

Fang Qiao grabbed a biscuit and stuffed it into Lu Yanzhou’s mouth.