Little Fubao bent down and patted the soil on his knees, shook his head and said, "Fubao is fine, Fubao doesn't hurt. Is Brother Little Sheep okay?"
As she spoke, she looked straight at Lu Zhiyang.
Lu Zhiyang pursed his lips and turned his head, avoiding her gaze.
Little Fubao was also used to his lack of attention. He picked up the plate and beef on the floor and said to Sang Wanzhou with a hint of pity: "Brother, this piece of meat has fallen off. I can't eat it anymore. Fubao can
Give the remaining piece of meat to the little sheep brother?"
After all, that piece was originally meant to be left to my brother.
Since it’s meat for my brother, it belongs to him!
The master said, before taking other people’s things, you must ask the person’s opinion first!
Naturally, Sang Wanzhou would not compete with a child for food, so he turned around and took the piece of beef and handed it to little Fubao.
Little Fubao took the plate of beef and took a big step forward to Lu Zhiyang. He said in a sweet voice: "Brother Little Sheep, it's all Fubao's fault. Fubao scared you. I'll give you this plate of meat."
Eat, Fu Bao wants to be good friends with Brother Little Sheep!"
Her eyes are sincere and contain no impurities.
Pure as water.
[Oh my God, the little baby shared all the beef he finally won with others, mom’s little angel!]
[Our little baby is so warm, it’s time for the iceberg to melt, right? Little sheep, please don’t break our little baby’s heart again!]
[After being rejected so many times and still persevering, it’s really cool!]
Seeing this, Lu Zhaoxi knelt down and said, "Little Sheep and Little Fubao have already taken the initiative. Little boys must not be ungentlemanly! What should you tell Little Fubao?"
There was silence for a long time.
Lu Zhiyang pursed his lips and slowly turned his head to look at her, his eyes full of confusion.
Finally, he stretched out his hand, took the plate of beef, and said those two words awkwardly: "Thank you."
This was the first time that Lu Zhiyang did not reject her.
Little Fubao's eyes were shining brightly, and he grabbed the two little rabbit paws hanging on his chest with his little hands and pinched them several times.
The rabbit ears also bounced up and fell off as she pinched her paws.
"So are we good friends now?"
When Lu Zhiyang heard this, he subconsciously wanted to be venomous.
As soon as the words came to his lips, he was forced back by Xiao Fubao's expectant eyes.
I could only purse my lips, nodded lightly, and said "hmm" in a very low voice.
Little Fubao still heard it.
She jumped a little, with a smile on her face, and turned around to look at Sang Wanzhou as if she was cheering: "Brother! Brother Little Sheep is willing to make friends with me!"
Sang Wanzhou laughed and hummed.
As for being so happy?
"Okay, we should go back and roast our own meat."
Satisfied with the approval of all his companions, Little Fubao followed Sang Wanzhou back to his grill.
Then I remembered that in order to win the competition, she wanted to win meat for her brother to eat, but she gave all the meat to others.
The cute little face fell instantly.
Sang Wanzhou looked back and saw a frustrated look on her face.
Why was it that I was so happy and excited just now, and now I am so depressed?
Are you so unwilling to come back?
"What's wrong?" Sang Wanzhou asked casually.
Xiao Fubao had a sad face and raised his head to look at Sang Wanzhou with a bitter look.
"Brother, I gave your meat to Brother Little Sheep. Are you unhappy?"
Sang Wanzhou paused his hands and smiled a little: "Why do you say that?"