The young master is young and has an air conditioner, so it would be bad if he gets a stomachache.
An An stared at the remaining two-thirds of the strawberry ice cream, swallowed her saliva, and shouted: "Sister~"
The little nanny turned her eyes away and didn't look at him, so she wouldn't be soft-hearted: "It's useless to call me sister."
An An instead tugged at the corner of her clothes: "What about the rest? It's already stained with my saliva. Even if it's put in the refrigerator, it will breed bacteria."
The little nanny listened to what he said very clearly, but after all, she didn’t want to eat it?
"Young master, don't worry, I will take care of it myself."
An An couldn't bear to part with it and said: "If sister wants to throw it away, she might as well throw it into my mouth and I will digest it in my stomach."
The little nanny still smiled and shook her head.
"Okay, I won't eat it." An An looked at the TV as if giving up, and then when the nanny relaxed, she rushed over and tried to snatch away her beloved Mianmian Bing.
at this time--
"An'an, what are you doing?"
An An heard the sound and immediately sat up straight.
The little nanny looked up and saw that Fu Shuo and Lu Wanwan were coming. She quickly stood up from the sofa and said, "Sir, madam, I am feeding the young master some ice."
Because her feeding exceeded the standard, she felt guilty and hid Mianmian Bing behind her back.
Fortunately, Fu Shuo didn't pursue it: "You go down first."
The little nanny looked at him gratefully and went down.
Lu Wanwan looked at the corners of An An's crystal mouth, walked over and tapped the tip of his nose: "Are you greedy again?"
An An chuckled and tried to pass the test by being cute: "It's been a long time since I had anything sweet."
Since the last time he got sick, his snacks have been pinched to death.
Lu Wanwan narrowed his eyes: "Have you forgotten the consequences of eating too many sweets last time?"
"I remember." An An nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and sought refuge from Fu Shuo: "Daddy, hug~"
Fu Shuo held him on his lap like a baby and sat on him.
The father and son had a great time playing with their hands, tickling, and rubbing their feet.
The two elders of the Fu family watched this scene, and their desire to have Shuoer have a biological child became even stronger!
Time flies.
Seeing that it was already 11 o'clock, Lu Wanwan said to An An: "Okay An An, you should go to bed."
School will start next Monday, so An An’s biological clock must be adjusted.
Hearing this, Fu's mother took An An's little hand from Fu Shuo's arms and said, "An An, would you like to sleep with your grandparents tonight? Grandma tells you stories, or do you prefer to listen to history? China has been around for five thousand years.
Your grandfather also dabbled in it."
Hearing this, An An's eyes lit up, she clapped her hands and said, "Okay, then I want to listen to grandpa tell history!"
This kid is eager to learn, and as long as it suits his taste, he is very easy to learn.
Mother Fu showed a confident smile: "Then say good night to your mom and dad."
An An then waved her little hand towards Lu Wanwan and said, "Mommy, you can go sleep with daddy. I'll sleep with my grandparents tonight."
Father Fu then led him upstairs, while Mother Fu said to Fu Shuo and Lu Wanwan: "You should go and rest quickly."
"Let's go." Fu Shuo said to Lu Wanwan.
Lu Wanwan straightened up, but out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of Fu's mother following them.
A few moments——
Seeing that it was already at the door of the bedroom, and his mother actually wanted to follow him, Fu Shuo couldn't bear it and asked: "Mom, should I sleep or you?"
"You go to bed, you go to bed. Mom is going out now." Mother Fu was a little embarrassed by the question. After exiting the door, she turned back and told him: "Don't lock the door."
Fu Shuo put one hand on the door frame and said with a faint smile: "If you don't lock the door, what if An An breaks in? The child will get needle eyes."