The villain's little ancestor, she overturned

Chapter 12 Isn't he sweet to be the little baby in my heart?

Seeing Fu Beisi stand up, Fu Nanxue and Song Hao immediately stopped talking and looked up at him.

"You guys eat, I'm leaving first."

Fu Beisi put one hand in his pocket, and after leaving this sentence, he turned around and left the ward.

"Ah?" Before they had time to express their opinions, Fu Beisi walked out of the ward.

The two looked at each other, and the doubts in each other could be seen in each other's eyes: Didn't brother come to pick them up?

"Miss Nanxue, Mr. Song, Master Fu means that he will pick you up and leave the hospital after his affairs are settled. You can continue to eat and don't bother the two of you."

Qin Zimo, who had been standing behind Fu Beisi just now, conveyed the meaning of his two concise sentences to Fu Nanxue and Song Hao after Fu Beisi left.

After finishing speaking, he gave them a slight nod and left with Fu Beisi.

When you leave, you will also close the door intimately.

Fu Nanxue and Song Hao also stood up and chatted about what happened just now: "Why do I feel like my brother cares more about the little fairy?"

"I feel the same way."

"Assistant Qin said that brother has something to deal with, and he came here temporarily. He must not be here for work. What can he do? Could it be that he came to look for the little fairy?" Fu Nanxue recalled what Qin Zimo said just now, and began to have a reasonable idea. guess.

"Maybe it's true." Song Hao said this half jokingly and half seriously, mainly because Fu Beisi's mind was hard to guess, and he couldn't figure it out either.

The two walked around the hospital bed, sat down at the table next to them, picked up the bowls and chatted while eating.

"Let me just say, we have nothing to do, and my brother said he would come to pick us up, I'm so flattered!" Song Hao couldn't figure it out before, but now he's relieved: "I almost thought I was the little treasure in my heart."

"Isn't the little treasure in my heart not delicious?" Fu Nanxue took a bite of the meat and teased with a smile.

"I think hot pot is more fragrant." Song Hao looked at the steaming bottom of the health pot in front of him, boiled a piece of meat and put it in Fu Nanxue's bowl.

Because Fu Nanxue was just pregnant and wanted to eat hot pot, the two of them were barely sick and couldn't eat too greasy, so they chose a health-preserving pot bottom as a compromise. The meat and vegetables were still delicious.

They didn't know what Fu Beisi was going to deal with. If they really wanted to find the little fairy, they would definitely not be able to find it now, because at this moment Su Yao was already on the plane to Yanjing.

Su Yao sat in the first-class seat near the window, leaned sideways, put her hands on the window, and stared straight at the white clouds outside the window.

Su Yao is as novel as flying for the first time, and keeps this movement, as if she can't see enough.

The first time Su Shenzhi saw his little sister, she set up a fortune-telling stall in front of the Town God's Temple.

In the scorching sun, a small bamboo chair, a small low table, and a small playing card were ignored.

Compared with the two fortune-telling stalls next to it, it looked even deserted.

Su Shenzhi finds Su Yao and tells her that he is his brother and has come to pick her up.

Her eyes were calm and indifferent, without any reaction.

But after all, he is still a child, and he can't help but be curious and unable to look away when he sees new things.

Su Shenzhi looked at Su Yao's back looking at the sky outside the plane window, his heart softened a little, and his voice subconsciously softened: "Sister, would you like some drinks?"

Then Su Yao slowly turned her head to look at Su Shenzhi and nodded, and said politely: "I want to drink Coke, thank you."

After Su Yao finished speaking, she turned around and kept looking at the white clouds outside the window, leaving Su Shenzhi with an alienated back, which made people feel distressed.

Su Yao has been looking out the window, not because it's too novel to fly for the first time, but because...

　Fu Nanxue: Isn't it sweet to be the little treasure in my heart?
　　Song Hao: The point is that brother thinks I'm his little treasure?

　　Fu Beisi: Get out!
　　Song Hao: (T▽T) I was being abrupt.

　　So the fragrance is still the fragrance of hot pot, haha!
　　Ask for a recommendation ticket, please~

　　


(End of this chapter)