The Magnate’s Six-year-Old Niece

Mr. Bu didn't say anything more, he knew that his grandson would want to understand.

"Your third uncle has the heart to cultivate you, you should learn more from him, and don't always have a temper with others."

Si Xinghe asked Bu Chensu to help with the affairs of the southern suburbs. Old Master Bu knew that, but he suddenly laughed when he was talking.

His grandson has never been mean to anyone. He has been calm like a little adult since he was a child, and he doesn't know what the third child has done.

During breakfast time, Bu Chensu still held Si Niannian in his arms, even though she was wearing a bracelet now and had the ability to control herself, he still fed like this every day.

One of the two fed naturally, the other opened his mouth naturally, and the picture was very beautiful.

The old man Bu looked at it with a smile, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"Chen Su, have you forgotten what grandpa just told you?"

Even though she had to do it all by herself, Xiao Niannian protested, but her grandson didn't even think she heard it.

Si Niannian looked over when she heard the words, and just as she was about to ask, a mouthful of shrimp porridge was fed into her mouth.

After chewing twice, she glanced at the milk next to her eyes, and in the next second, the milk was fed to her mouth.

A lot of things, the two of them don't need to speak, they can understand each other with just a glance and a small gesture. This kind of feeling gives way and the old man can't bear it again.

Maybe the grandson just needs a companion, a consolation.

"It's time for you to go back to the hospital." Old Man Bu reminded.

The person who was shot well was suddenly discharged from the hospital, and the hospital just called home to find someone.

Si Niannian was puzzled, "Brother Su is already well, you don't need to go to the hospital."

Old man Bu frowned, looked at his grandson subconsciously, and asked with his eyes.

You all told Xiao Niannian?

"I applied Lingji ointment on Brother Su's wound, and it has completely healed now."

Si Niannian was afraid that Mr. Bu wouldn't believe it, so he deliberately rolled up Bu Chensui's sleeves, "I was afraid that the doctors and nurses would ask more questions, so I secretly applied the spiritual muscle cream on the gauze."

Only then did Bu Chensu know why when she saw him appearing in Xuyi Mountain last night, the little girl just glanced at the gauze and didn't ask any more questions.

"You don't have to waste such precious medicine on me in the future, keep it for yourself in case you need it, eh?" Bu Chen Su rubbed the little girl's head.

Lingji ointment once sold for millions at auctions. Jin Tang Pharmacy used it to bring it back to life back then. If the little girl just said what an outsider heard, she would be shocked.

In fact, not only outsiders, but even Old Man Bu was surprised.

"Did you use Lingji cream for Chen Su? How much?"

"A box." The little girl stretched out a finger.

This is a heartache for the old man Bu, "Nian Nian, listen to your brother Su, in the future, these medicines and so on will not be used by him, it will be a waste."

Since his grandson came back from that place, his physique has changed. He healed himself in minutes with such a small injury. Where does he need to waste the priceless spiritual muscle cream?

Si Niannian shook his head, "I made all the things I didn't waste. I didn't spend any money. I don't want my brother Su to be hurt and hurt."

"Baby forgot, brother Su is not in pain."

"But I will hurt." Si Niannian pointed to his heart, "I don't want to hurt Brother Su, it will hurt."

Bu Chen Su, who was eating, moved for a while, and the warmth in his heart reached the bottom of his eyes.

He doesn't hurt, but some people will feel distressed. This feeling makes Bu Chensu's dead heart fluctuate again.

Rubbing the little girl's head, Bu Chen Su smiled, "Then brother Su promised the baby that he would not be hurt in the future."

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