But the master gently broke away her hand and stroked her head with his warm hand: "No, master can't take you away. That place is not the place you should go."
"But Fu Bao just wants to be with Master!"
She has never lost her temper before, and today she made an exception for the first time and acted like a child.
The master said nothing.
He smiled and waved to her.
Although her legs didn't move, Xiao Fubao felt that she was getting further and further away from him.
"Goodbye, it's great that you can find your family, Master is relieved."
"Master——"
Little Fu Bao opened his eyes suddenly.
What catches the eye is the white ceiling of the RV.
He twisted his stiff neck and looked toward the soles of his feet.
Song Nanchen was sitting on the sofa watching a TV series starring his wife. His voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.
Song Nanchen didn't realize that little Fubao had woken up.
Master...
Little Fubao stared at the ceiling in a daze for a few minutes before slowly sitting up.
Why did the master say that she had found her family?
Obviously I haven't found it yet.
Little Fubao didn't think too much and got up.
Hear movement.
Only then did Song Nanchen turn his head.
"Are you awake? Why don't you sleep a little longer?"
Xiao Fubao shook his head, and his voice still had a hint of a baby who had not yet fully woken up: "I'm not going to sleep! If I sleep any longer, I won't be able to sleep!"
"Are you hungry? Or thirsty?"
"I'm not hungry or thirsty!"
"How about some fruit?"
Song Nanchen was always busy with his career before, but he was actually a novice when it came to raising children.
He was always afraid that he would not be able to take care of little Fubao and would make her annoying.
Little Fubao climbed onto the sofa and sat down. Facing Song Nanchen's passionate gaze, she was too embarrassed to reject him again.
Then he nodded and said, "Okay, thank you uncle!"
As if he had found a job, Song Nanchen immediately got up and cut the fruit.
[Hahahaha! My little baby wants to say it’s too hard for me. I ate a big plate of French fries and fried chicken nuggets at Sangmi Island and I haven’t digested it yet. I want to eat fruit again. 】
[The care for you comes from your elders, who always care about whether you are hungry or thirsty.]
[After all, the little baby is someone else’s child. Song Nanchen must be afraid that he will neglect her. 】
Although Song Nanchen's ability to raise children is average.
But he is very good at peeling fruits.
He was able to peel the pomegranate one by one in the bowl before handing it to her.
The peeled pomegranates look like rubies.
Although Xiao Fubao thinks eating pomegranates is delicious, it is too troublesome to eat and he has to pick them one by one.
Song Nanchen helped her solve her only problem of eating pomegranates.
"Wow! Uncle, you are so awesome! How did you manage to peel out all the pomegranates in such a short time? Fu Bao used to pick them out one by one and eat them. It was so troublesome!"
Facing the adoring eyes of the children, Song Nanchen felt a sense of accomplishment.
"It's not difficult, but because you need to use a knife, you can't teach it to little Fubao. Children can't use knives, you know?"
"I know~"
Song Nanchen smiled, continued to lower his head and cut the fruit in his hand and said: "If little Fubao wants to eat fruit, you can come to uncle's place. It's just time to play with little cotton jacket. Our little cotton jacket likes you, and it's rare to have someone of the same age."
friend."
"Fubao also likes little cotton-padded jackets!" Xiao Fubao blurted out at once.
Song Nanchen paused, and the smile on his lips deepened.