Devilish Dream Boy Pampers Me to the Sky

As a commercial crocodile, many women took the initiative to dedicate themselves, not to mention that the Fu family was also busy trying to send women to his room.

He was disgusted.

It was still early in the morning when the sun didn't rise, running out to see the fish.

I don’t know when I will get married. I don’t know if the aggressiveness of this master will be eased after he gets married.

Sanjin shivered, didn't dare to think any more, followed Fu Su and stepped into the door.

After a simple wash and consultation, the symptoms eased, and a few more medicines were prescribed, and the doctor was sent back by the young man.

At night, I didn't know if it was because of the little girl. He slept well, even if he was sick, Fu Su was in good spirits, and he didn't look irritable.

Dealing with some simple things, fed Chu Ci on time and on point.

Seeing her excitedly shaking her tail when she heard that the cakes sent by Xu Ji had arrived, her attention was instantly drawn away.

Fu Su squeezed the fish food and watched the little guy who had already swam to the other side of the pool and was swimming with the pastry deliverer.

Crushed the fish food in his hand and laughed.

Sure enough, he was a little unscrupulous. When the little ancestors raised him, he would be ignored from time to time.

Does the pastry look good with him?

Then in exchange for a very innocent look at Chu Ci who heard his laugh.

‘Fu Su’s love value +2, currently 42. ’

Think you can be let go by pretending to be good?

Fu Su's heart trembled, but his face was calm, his fingertips closed slightly, his hands lightly patted, and the fish food on his hands was patted off.

Then he signaled that the pastry delivery person had noticed that the atmosphere seemed a little bit wrong, and the young man hesitated to put the pastry box into the house.

Then I saw Chu Ci swimming in that person's footsteps. This small, greedy look, matched with this chubby little figure, was really interesting.

Fu Su didn't collapse in the end, chuckled softly, and tapped his fingertips on the table by the pond.

"Don't look at it, can you still deduct some of your pastries?"

How could he stare at such a few pieces of pastry as if he had never seen it before.

Chu Ci leaned aside and thought about it for a while. He felt that even a profiteer wouldn't be able to sack such a few cakes, so he ate and hid in the shadows comfortably, planning to take a nap.

It's easy to pass this time.

Someone feeds, spoils, and can get angry.

If someone used to push his nose and face like this, he would have taken him out of Beijing.

Fu Su shook his head and laughed, and stood up, also planning to take a nap.

When it got dark in the evening, Sanjin had just delivered the decocted medicine, and Fu Su drove everyone out of the small courtyard.

A delicate mahogany gift box was placed on the table, and a sweet pastry aroma came out from it.

There was also a pot of clear tea, steaming hot, and a bowl of black Chinese medicine beside the clear tea, which was also steaming.

Although it looks dark, it smells good.

Amidst the fragrance of tea, medicine and pastries, a small head poked in from the door.

Fu Su originally had a book in his hand and it was too early to read. He planned to go out and take his little guy in after reading this.

In the end, whoever came to the idea, when he raised his eyes, he saw her looking over at the door.

Look at... the snacks on the table.