Chapter 51 Who can stand it...

   squinted at the little guy in front of him, the tip of his tongue pressed against the wall of the inner cavity, and his deep voice contained jealousy that could not be ignored, "Why, you still know how to come back?"

   "I thought you and that man died outside."

   Hearing the words, the little guy covered his mouth and laughed, a pair of young pupils curved into a smile, rubbed close to the man again, and his little paws gently grabbed the man's hand, shaking and shaking~

   "Fu Yan Wang is angry~ Bai Bai will not run away with others, Bai Bai likes Fu Yan Wang the most~"

   After the words were finished, the little guy also blinked at Fu Yan Wang's big eyes of Kazilan, who was so milky that his face was bloody!

The milky voice acted like a spoiled child, which made the man's expression a little moved, his Adam's apple rolled down slightly, his eyes glanced at the little guy, and she let her grab her hand, "I like me the most? Then, with other men. Ran?"

The little nanny pouted, released the small paw that was holding the man, stretched out her short arms, and the soft and glutinous voice broke through the man's frame in an instant: "Then I will only run with Fu Yanwang in the future. Hug~"

  The man looked at the little liar in front of him, the curvature of his thin lips could not be restrained, he suddenly thought of something, and his deep eyes glanced at the computer that was still running the video conference.

   reached and closed it.

   Confused shareholders and subordinates: "?!"

   Immediately, he picked up the little milk bag and let him sit on his lap.

  Lu Xue looked up disdainfully at the big and small, tsk tsk a few times, and continued to work.

  The second elder of the Fu family was also very envious. Xiao Fu Heng saw that his grandparents were about to leave him and go to Xiaokubao, so he quickly said, "Grandpa and grandma! How do you solve this question?"

   Then, the young master successfully retained the second elder of the Fu family.

  Xiao Niipao sat on Fu Yanwang's lap, raised his face, and asked softly, "Is Fu Yanwang still angry?"

   The man lowered his eyes and looked at the soft-looking little breast, snorted coldly, and didn't answer.

   Knowing that his anger has not subsided, Xiao Niipao grinned, and his two small white and tender arms directly wrapped around Fu Yanwang's neck, pouting his mouth and sighing on the man's face.

  's clear pupils curled out of honey, which is indescribably endearing, "Fu Yanwang is not angry, okay~ Baibai likes Fu Yanwang the most~"

   This is so kissable and coaxing, and it's such a cute little milk bag, who can stand it...

   The corners of the man's lips curled up in a shallow arc, his slender fingers gently scratched the little guy's nose, and his voice was low and soothing: "The gadget has a little conscience."

   Seeing that Fu Yanwang was no longer angry, Xiao Niipao also became happy.

  Suddenly, the man inadvertently glanced at the pink backpack on the back of the little guy. He didn't know what was inside, and the bag was about to crack.

   "What's in it?" The man asked with raised eyebrows, looking at the pink bag whose chains were about to collapse.

   Almost subconsciously, the little milk bag unconsciously hugged the bag back with her small hands, blinked Kazilan's pupils, and wanted to slip away.

   However, Fu Yanwang saw through his intentions, and carried the small milk bag with the bag from his leg to the ground.

   "Open." The man squinted his eyes, without the slightest hint of 'pity for fragrance and jade'.

Well……

  Little Milk Bun reluctantly moved the bag to him, drooping her cute little face, and slowly pulled the chain away.

When the   chain was not half pulled, the little guy wanted to get up with the bag and run to Yu Xiaoyin, but Fu Yanwang grabbed the back collar with his index finger and dragged the person directly back.

   "Want to run?" The man smiled lowly, the light irony in it was indescribable.

   The little guy had a small face, and wrapped his hands and feet around the pink bag that was stuffed in his arms. The little milk voice was small and small: "Then Fu Yan Wang promised that the nest would not be confiscated, or the nest would not be opened~"

   (end of this chapter)