Ji Xiaoheng only went in for a minute or two and ran out with a bottle of milk.
He ran to Xiao Fubao, panting slightly.
He stood against the light, and the shadow completely enveloped little Fubao.
"Here you go." Ji Xiaoheng handed the milk in his hand to her.
Xiao Fubao was a little surprised: "Brother Duole, where did you get the money to buy it?"
Ji Xiaoheng sat down next to her and said calmly: "I kept it in my pocket before going on the show. I just forgot to take it out."
The director who was drinking tea and watching the live broadcast in the studio said: "...!!" What?! There are still young guests who dare to hide money privately?! Why don't you hand over all the money!
He suddenly put the tea cup in his hand on the table with a "snap".
I just picked up the walkie-talkie and prepared to talk to the photographer, and then I heard Ji Xiaoheng's childish and cold voice coming from the live broadcast room.
"It's not much, just a dozen yuan. I just spent all of it on the bottle of milk I just bought for you."
His words seemed more like he was talking to the director than to Xiao Fubao.
The director was holding a walkie-talkie and didn't know whether he should talk to the cameraman.
Director: "..." Why do I feel like something is wrong?
[Hahahaha! Is Duo Le saying this to the director? He is so smart, he knows to block the director's mouth before he speaks, and the director will be suffocated to death. 】
[I have already imagined the scene where the director has been feeling aggrieved for a year, hahahaha!]
[Director: It’s hard to be a director these days. Not only are my parents confused, I’m also being bullied by the kids. It’s really hard for me! 】
Xiao Fubao held the bottle of milk and did not drink it immediately. He raised his head and glanced at the baskets of fruits placed at Sang Mizhou's feet.
Suddenly he thrust the milk in his hand into Ji Xiaoheng's arms.
"Brother Duole, wait for me!"
Ji Xiaoheng watched with confusion as the little figure ran to Sang Mizhou, secretly broke off a small bunch of grapes while he was not paying attention, held it in his arms and ran back.
With her excited look, some people thought she had got some kind of treasure.
In fact, Sang Mizhou had already noticed her when she quietly ran next to him. Seeing her sneaking around like a thief, he wanted to see what she wanted to do.
As a result, the little guy thought he didn't see it, broke off a small bunch of grapes and ran away excitedly.
There is no future at all.
If you want to steal a whole bunch, you can just steal a few pills. Do you still need to use the stolen pills? Tell him directly and he won't stop her from taking them.
Ji Xiaoheng looked at the grapes in her hand with a puzzled look on his face: "Don't you want to drink milk? What are you doing with the grapes?"
After hearing what he said, little Fu Bao nervously stretched out his index finger to his lips, as if he was afraid of being heard by others, and made a silencing gesture towards him.
"Shh! Brother Duole, please keep your voice down! Brother will find out that Fu Bao stole the fruit!"
Ji Xiaoheng silently glanced at Sang Mizhou, who was standing not far away and looked at them with a half-smile but not a smile: "..." He had already discovered it.
Little Fubao deliberately lowered his voice and leaned closer to him and said: "In the past summer, the master often bought milk and fruit for Fubao and ate the two together. If there was only one kind of fruit, Fubao liked to put two of them together.
Add them all together, then mash the fruit and eat it, it will be delicious!"
After hearing her thoughts, Ji Xiaoheng looked amused: "But you don't have a bowl or a spoon now. How are you going to eat the two together?"