Shrank to a 3-Years-Old Child

After getting out of the car, Fu Sijin carried Qingqing away with his long legs and strode all the way to the children's clothing area on the third floor.

Those who can be stationed in this mall are all well-known international brands. Apart from anything else, at least the quality of clothes is absolutely guaranteed.

So as soon as he reached the third floor, Fu Sijin put down the Qingqing and gestured at the children's clothing stores: "Choose what you like."

Qingqing didn't move, but instead tightened Fu Sijin's trouser legs, hiding behind him timidly, watching the thighs coming and going around him vigilantly.

too many people.

She was like a little person who accidentally got into the country of adults. It was the first time she saw so many huge strangers, she was scared.

"What's the matter?" Fu Sijin, who was obviously tall and long in legs, and who stood up to the crowd by virtue of a 1.8-meter tall figure, could not realize the fear of the three-headed little dumpling.

He was awkward again as this unconscious little guy.

"Fear." Like the drowning man who grabbed the driftwood, Qingqing's two small hands stubbornly pulled Fu Sijin's trouser legs, with great force, pulling out a lot of wrinkles from the originally flattened fabric.

"Don't be afraid, I am here."

Fu Sijin tried to tear Qingqing off his legs, but was so scared that Qingqing hid back, and changed his hands to hugs, saying that he would not let go.

"You let me go first."

Passing pedestrians cast their eyes curiously, so embarrassed that Fu Sijin's fair and handsome face flushed.

He was a little angry.

"No no... Qing Qing is scared."

Because of too much fear, Qingqing's slightly faint brows were frowned tightly, and the whole cute little face was stiff, showing a somewhat familiar seriousness.

Fu Si's refusal hand loosened, and then he met the peach eyes that were very similar to him.

There is no indifference and dissatisfaction of the past, there is only a clear...fear?

The little body that was close to himself was shaking slightly.

She was really scared.

The strained heartstring loosened in vain, and Fu Sijin twitched the corner of his mouth silently, as if mocking himself.

He immediately bent over in silence, put his big hand through Qingqing's armpit, and hugged her back into his arms again.

"Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

This was the first time he said the word ‘protect’ to his mother, but he did not expect it to be in this situation.

Protecting Qingqing, Fu Sijin went in to a cold drink shop and ordered a cup of hot coconut milk for her, so that she could hold it and drink slowly to calm her emotions.

Sitting in the deck by the floor-to-ceiling windows,

Qingqing was snorting sweet coconut milk while looking sideways at the world of people coming and going outside, suddenly not so scared.

She was scared at first because she saw so many people for the first time, and the surrounding environment was too unfamiliar, so she couldn't restrain her fear.

Now that I am getting familiar with it, knowing that passers-by outside will not hurt her for no reason, I will slowly come back.

"Xiao Jin." Turning his head to look at the silent man: "Are you angry?"

"No." Fu Si said in a deep voice.

"I'm angry." The child was very sensitive to adults. Although it was only a moment, Qingqing still sensed Fu Sijin's anger.

"No!" Fu Si retorted with accent, but unnaturally skimmed the beginning.

"Now."

The palm was stuffed into a small white fist that was tender and soft, and a small piece of something slightly hard to the touch was placed in his hand.

Fu Si looked down and saw it was a small circle of mints.

"Don't be angry." Qingqing was half-body lying on the table, with her small head tilted up, looking at Fu Sijin with big watery eyes, softly coaxing people, "Tangtang for you."

"Where did you get the candy?" They don't have candy at home, so Qingqing can't get it from home.

"There." Qingqing nodded the counter, where there was a basket of candies for the guests to take at will. "There is in the basket. Pretty sister said you can take it whatever you want."

Qingqing opened his other small hand, and there was one inside, "Qingqing took two, one for Xiaojin."

She also knows how to share.

Hooking the corners of his lips and putting away the candy with his backhand, Fu Sijin stood up and stretched out his hand to signal to Qingqing: "Let's go."

"Where to go?" Qingqing asked with a question mark in his head, but still cleverly put his little hand into Fu Sijin's big hand, and was firmly wrapped by him.

"Buy you clothes."

Holding Qingqing's little hand, Fu Sijin bends down slightly and walks forward with her short legs.

He found a good-looking children's clothing store, and took Qing Qing to buy it.

"Welcome, can I help you?"

The shopping guide lady greeted her with a polite but enthusiastic smile, and saw that Qing Qing was wearing obviously inappropriate clothes, but she didn't show anything unusual.

"Choose a few clothes that suit her." Fu Si nodded Qingqing.

He doesn't choose children's clothes, but it doesn't matter, just leave professional matters to professional people.

"Okay." The shopping guide lady quickly picked out several sets of clothes suitable for Qing Qing, each of which fits perfectly, with small skirts and pants.

There is also a super cute cartoon one-piece suit, worn on Qingqing, so cute that makes my heart tremble.

Fu Si looked at it for a few moments, then nodded in satisfaction: "Wrap it all up."

He left the address, except for the suit that Qing Qing was wearing, all the other clothes were sent to Fu's house.

I don't know why, the dress left on Qingqing's body happened to be a Totoro jumpsuit.

The short and chubby little chinchilla walked on his short legs, and the duck walked around Fu Sijin’s feet like a toddler. The hat on his head was crookedly, and the distorted cat face was a bit funny. The shopping guide almost couldn’t bear it. Stretch out the salty pig hand.

cough……

She just kindly helped the children organize their clothes.

After buying the clothes, Fu Sijin, who consciously completed the task, was about to leave with Qingqing, but was caught by the cat's claws again.

"Ancestor, what happened to you?"

He has been late for work for a long time, which is really a torture for a self-disciplined person who loves work.

"Pants." Qingqing's cheeks were red, and the sound was like a mosquito.

"What?" Fu Si didn't hear clearly: "You speak louder, I can't hear you."

"Buy trousers, Qingqing doesn't have panties." The shy Qingqing stomped his feet, his voice became louder, and he reached out to a certain store.

Fu Sijin looked at Qingqing's fingers, his face turned dark.

——Children's underwear shop.

Not only does he have to take his mother to buy children's clothes, he also has to take her to buy underwear?

Fu Sijin felt that his bottom line in life was facing a severe challenge.

"Welcome to visit next time."

The opening and closing glass door slowly closed behind the mountain, and the discussion of the shopping guide lady and colleagues could still be heard.

What, "This dad is so warm, he would bring his daughter to buy panties.", "Are the daddy so handsome these days?", "The little baby is so cute."...

Dad dare not be, I am her son.

Fu Sijin's face is no longer enough to describe it as the bottom of the pot. Maybe the overturned palette is more appropriate?

Qingqing raised his head to look at the man with a not-so-good-looking complexion, scratched his head in embarrassment, and sighed slightly.

Xiao Jin is easy to get angry, it's really hard to bring.

She dug out the small pocket on the belly of the jumpsuit, took out the last candy, glanced at it reluctantly, and then handed it forward like the strong man broke his wrist: "Here."

Why give him candy again?

Fu Sijin raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, "Don't you like candy?"

"I like it." As long as it is a snack, children like it.

"This is your last candy. Give it to me.

Yes. "Fusi reminded me specially.

"Xiao Jin is not happy, she is happy eating Tangtang." It turned out to be to coax him.

After being coaxed twice by a three-year-old kid in one day, Fu Sijin didn't know what he was feeling.

It's just that the original irritability suddenly calmed down, and the heart wrapped in a hard shell also softened.

He actually vented his grievances against his mother on a three-year-old child who knew nothing.

"Really..." The ugly self.

Fu Sijin half-kneeled, gently put Qingqing in his arms, lowered his head on her little shoulder, and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry."

"Xiao Jin?" Qing Qing subconsciously learned the appearance of Fu Heng in the morning, patted Fu Sijin's hair with her little hand, as if comforting him.

"I'm fine." After wiping his face, Fu Si adjusted his emotions, and then put on a gentle smile again and took Qingqing all the way to the company.

He had a meeting in the morning, so he put Qingqing in the office first and told the secretaries to take care of her.

Fu Sijin's secretaries are all men, and they are either single or have a partner but are not married, so it is naturally impossible to have a baby.

Therefore, they are completely blind to the esoteric subject of how to take care of children.

A few people and Qingqing stared at them for a moment, and finally the secretaries were the first to lose.

"What should I do? What do children need? Toys, snacks, or game consoles?" Secretary Cheng, the youngest secretary among the secretaries, was a little panicked.

"Are you sure that such a small child can play game consoles?" Secretary Li, the second child, pushed his glasses and asked calmly.

"The president said that this child is only three and a half years old. Just let her stay in the office and play." The boss, Secretary Zhang, is the most calm and the fastest to think of a solution: "Send a message in the company group, please ask someone with a child A female colleague came over to take care of it."

They have never seen a pig run, but obviously they also know that it is not easy to take care of a child. It is not that accidents will happen. It is better to ask an experienced person to come.

The secretaries planned well, but they didn't expect the whole group to explode as soon as the news was sent to the company group.

[Clothing director who sells fish: Does the president have a child? I don't believe it, you lie to me, my male **** actually gave birth to other people behind my back! Thunderbolt.jpg】

[Meimei is not a hapless agent: Wake up, you are a man. 】

[Buddha sound engineer: Our president's charming men and women are all kills. 】

[Little girl at the front desk: I just saw the president come in with a cute little girl, it's really super cute! Aunt laughs. jpg]

[Secretary Zhang: Can you focus on the key points first? Come here for help! 】

[Handsome Secretary Cheng: Little cutie said that she was hungry, and asked: What kind of feeding should a child of this age give her? 】

[Big star Kong Xin: She has had breakfast, she can't feed too much now, or she won't be able to eat it at noon. Let's get some fruit. Choose mango and strawberry with a softer texture. 】

[Handsome Secretary Cheng: Okay, thank Sister Kong. 】

Secretary Cheng, who turned off the group chat and turned on the takeaway software, smiled comfortingly at Qingqing: "Qingqing wait a minute, brother will buy you food."

"Okay, thank you, Brother Cheng." Qingqing thanked her sweetly.