"Picked it in the mountains?" Song Nanchen looked surprised.
It turns out that you can still go to the mountains to pick wild vegetables and fruits to eat?
"Yes!" Little Fubao raised his chin slightly and nodded, emphasizing again with a very proud look, "It's Fubao and his brother who went to pick it together!"
As if she was showing off what she was most proud of, her big grape-like eyes were bright and bright, the ends of her eyes were raised, and her pupils were bright and shiny, and she was smiling.
Song Nanchen had a smile on his face and complimented her: "Little Fubao is so awesome. No wonder our little cotton-padded jacket likes Little Fubao so much. Isn't it?"
After hearing Song Nanchen's words, Xiao Fubao's eyes instantly looked at Song Shengsheng, his small face looking at her expectantly, making people couldn't bear to shake their heads.
Song Shengsheng slowly stopped crying, hesitated for a long time, and then nodded slowly, with a degree that was extremely imperceptible, "Yes."
Little Fubao held her round cheeks in her hands, glowing with rosy color, her expression seemed to be too excited to suppress, her eyes were wide-eyed, and she seemed a little shy, which was so cute.
Little Cotton Jacket likes Fu Bao!
[Ah ah ah! The way my little baby holds her face is so cute! My sister really wants to pinch her little face! It must feel very good!]
[Hahahaha! Song Nanchen, stop praising me! Stop praising me! It makes our little baby shy and his face turns as red as an apple!]
[Where is the sack? Where is my sack? Where did I put the pink sack I just bought? I’m going to steal the child! Even if the police come, they can’t stop me!]
Because the arrival of Little Fubao not only brought popularity, but also made the audience who originally disliked Song Nanchen for not being able to take care of children and Song Shengsheng only cry, instantly become harmonious.
Little Fubao reached out and grabbed Song Shengsheng's little hand hanging by his side. His eyes were shining like stars in the night, and his milky voice was filled with excitement: "Fubao also likes Little Cotton Jacket very much! I want to be friends with Little Cotton Jacket for life.
!”
Facing such enthusiastic little Fubao, even Song Shengsheng felt a little embarrassed.
She withdrew her little hand and hid behind Song Nanchen, only showing half of her head to look at her.
He responded extremely quietly: "Yeah."
Little Fu Bao was even happier now, and almost forgot his original purpose, pulling the little cotton-padded jacket and talking non-stop.
Fortunately, Jiang Yu pulled her in time and reminded her what she was here for.
Only then did Xiao Fubao calm down his excitement. He stretched out his hand and gently tugged on Song Nanchen's sleeve, saying in a sweet voice, "Uncle, let's go quickly! My brother is already waiting for us at home!"
Song Nanchen didn't resist and let her tug on his cuffs, feeling helpless: "Okay, okay, thank you, little Fubao!"
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Song Nanchen took his three cubs to Sang Mizhou's house and was shocked to see the condition of their house.
Is this house really habitable?
Moreover, there is a strong fishy smell everywhere. It would be hard to even eat in a place like this.
Little Fubao went up, as if he was used to the smell. He opened the fence, skillfully pushed the chickens, ducks and geese aside, and invited them in: "Uncle, Xiao Yu'er, little cotton-padded jacket, please come in, this is where Fubao and his brother belong."
Home!"
Jiang Yu came here once but didn't have much reaction.
But Song Shengsheng, the little princess who had always been pampered and pampered, was not happy.
"I don't want to eat here! It smells so bad here!"
Little Fubao was stunned, sniffed the air with his nose, and replied: "It's not bad! Fubao doesn't think it smells bad!"