Fu Li also stopped in front of one man and one rabbit.

“……”

Ji Jiu blinked his eyes, and his eyes revealed innocent cuteness.

"Big brother," Fu Li also handed him the other wine glass in his hand, his voice was low and flat, and he couldn't hear the real emotion, "I'm here to thank you, I like your gift very much." ”

"I didn't send it."

Fu Qi's expression gradually cooled down, with a gloomy gloomy color, and a subconscious sense of retreating.

He took Ji Jiu back, held out her little chirp with one hand, gave her a position to step on, and passed the thumb and index finger of the other hand under her two front paws, holding her whole rabbit in a jam.

“……”

Ji Jiu's back was against the young man's strong and tight heart, and in the next second, she heard Fu Qi's hoarse and low-pitched pleasant voice sound.

The sound is obviously not loud.

But mixed with the sound of the young man's heartbeat, at that moment, his voice seemed extremely clear.

He said, "I didn't give the gift, it was the girl you saw last time." ”

Listen to Fu Qi say this.

Foury also naturally has an impression of this girl.

He only thought about it for two seconds before he remembered the other person's face.

It has nothing to do with whether he has a good memory.

After all, since he entered the Fu family, he had never seen anyone who could get close to Fu Qi, let alone girls, and he didn't even have a good relationship with a boy by his side.

But last time, he saw the girl clasp Fu Qi's hand with his own eyes—ten fingers interlocked, an extremely intimate and dependent action.

And Fu Qi's attitude is quite surprising.

Immovable, cooperative, even conniving.

His expression was so natural that he had done this action thousands of times, and it was natural that he was born in this world just to be able to be held by her like this.

That's why Foury can remember her so clearly.

He pondered for two seconds, and then asked very calmly and naturally, boring as if chatting, "Was that girl your girlfriend last time?" ”

Ji Jiu: "......"

Ji Jiu: ???

She raised her little head in Fu Qi's arms.

Anyway, after Fu Li also threw the question out casually, she actually vaguely felt that there was a little bit of expectation.

In all fairness, she likes Fu Qi very much.

It's not just because Fu Qi is the wind prayer.

She likes to stay with him, likes to be rubbed by him, and likes to be hugged by him close to her heart.

She likes Fu Qi's hard mouth and soft heart, although she always has a fierce tone, but he gave her everything she wanted.

She likes Fu Qi's preference and connivance, and likes to see that although he is angry, he looks helpless against her.

Fu Qi and Feng Qi are two personalities, and it can even be said that they are two people who have nothing in common. Feng Qi's spirit is cold and unkind, and no one dares to approach Fu Qixiao's bully; One often bullies her, but always favors her in the face of right and wrong, and the other indulges her almost unlimitedly, in order to make her live a better life, she can be bitter no matter how hard she is.

“……”

Ji Jiu suddenly blinked his shiny and moist eyes, and lowered the rabbit's head.

The lip flap gently rubbed Fu Qi's knuckles.

The boy lowered his eyes.

His calm and moving gaze fell on Ji Jiujiu, and then, he heard himself open his lips very lightly:

"I can support her for the rest of her life if she needs to."

Although the question was not answered positively.

But Ji Jiu felt that this answer was simply wonderful!

She moved the tips of her ears, her little face raised with a "swish", her eyes did not blink, and the bottom of her eyes was full of pleasant and small light.

Xiao Tuanzi tilted his head.

Ah, this answer is so affectionate, she was actually provoked.

“……”

Being stared at so bluntly by the little girl in his arms, Fu Qi lowered his eyes and looked back expressionlessly.

But three seconds.

Fu Qi's ears burned little by little.

Scorching hot.

The corners of his lips tensed, and his gaze looked away as if nothing had happened, and fell calmly and coldly on Fu Liye.

He hadn't said anything like that to a girl since he was a child, but he did think so.

Sometimes, he watched the little girl sleeping next to his hand, with a calm and peaceful sleeping face, and the back of the white and tender hand that was pressed red by his face.

He was thinking.

Get used to her a little more.

Get used to it a little more.

used to her lawlessness, used to her mischievous.

Accustomed to her being squeamish and noble, and used to crying and asking for what she couldn't get what she wanted.

Then perhaps no one would take her away from him.

It's human nature to be greedy for warmth, and there's nothing wrong with him trying to catch the light source. But after the idea came to his senses, he felt that he couldn't.

It's so selfish.

But what if it's selfish?

As long as Ji Jiu is willing to rely on him, he is willing to spoil him in his arms for a lifetime.

Then he will let her rely on her for the rest of her life.

*

Foury also showed a very confused smirk.

He took a shallow sip of the wine in his cup, and then told Fu Qi very naturally, "If you like that little girl, then you'd better not drink this glass of wine." ”

At first, Ji Jiujiu didn't know what Fu Liye meant by this sentence.

But she subconsciously didn't let Fu Qi touch this glass of wine.

In order to prevent others from drinking by mistake, she even pretended to be mischievous and knocked over the wine glass, and the wine in the glass was spilled clean.

She wagged her little tail and leaned in to sniff the glass of wine.

The tip of the paw gently holds against the liquor.

- Close your eyes.

Under Ji Jiujiu's claws, a light-colored circle of light gradually spread.

A lot of images flashed in front of him, and the rabbit had a small head, and his brows were getting tighter and tighter.

Smack-

Freeze frame.

When she opened her eyes, what she saw was the quarrel between Chen Zhilan and Fu Shouheng, the man's compromise, and the white powder that the woman had mixed into the wine glass.

She couldn't see what was written on it.

But she saw where Chen Zhilan had thrown the garbage.

“……”

Ji Jiu told Fu Qi not to eat anything here anymore, and then jumped down from the table.

A small, floppy one.

Jumped and jumped away.

Fu Qi frowned.

*

After a period of chatting, in the afternoon, the sky outside the window gradually sank, and the street lights of the whole Jiangcheng were lit up one by one, from far to near, like rivers and streams converging into the sea.

Fu Qi found a place at random, sat there, closed his eyes leisurely, and didn't regard himself as a member of the Fu family at all, and occasionally the guests around him knew him, and they couldn't help but look at him twice.

At that time, Fu Shouheng and his biological mother were also a good story, but who would have thought that everything would change after getting married.

In the end, it is the children who suffer.

Fu Shouheng was dressed brightly, standing in front of the venue, holding the microphone with one hand, as if the company's leaders were speaking.

With a kind smile on his face.

"Today is the adult birthday of the dog Fu Liye, my son, under my gaze, little by little, from such a small radish head to such a tall young man," Fu Shouheng gestured to the height, his eyes glowing with emotion. "Here, I want to say, Xiaoye, you have grown up."

Dad is really happy for you.

Fu Shouheng's voice passed through the microphone and reached a corner of the venue very clearly.

Fu Qi didn't react.

The fingertips hanging on his side clenched involuntarily.