A doctor in a white lab coat walked out of the operating room.

The young man raised his head suddenly, his cold eyes were bloodshot with exhaustion and nervousness, he subconsciously got up, and whispered hoarsely, his tone was a little cautious.

"Doctor, my grandmother ......"

"The operation was successful, and your grandmother is fine at the moment." Accustomed to seeing life and death, the doctor didn't have much mood swings.

Fu Qi got up without warning, as soon as Ji Jiujiu opened her eyes, her whole body tilted to the side, and she slapped her paw on the seat to stabilize her figure.

She turned her face sideways in an instant, pouted, stared at Fu Qi with fierce, her voice was soft, and she bit the word "want" clearly, as if she was coquettish: "You want to fall me to death." ”

#老王八蛋还是那个老王八蛋#

But after thinking about it, Fu Qi's grandmother had just been dragged back from the death line by her, and it was normal for him to be nervous at all.

The little girl slowly collected her emotions, and with a slight glance of her eyes, she touched a few black shadows that had hurriedly dispersed.

She lowered her head, and her white and clean fingertips gently retracted.

There is such a creature in the human world, they do not belong to the heavenly realm, nor to the earthly realm, let alone to the human world, and they can barely survive by stealing other people's lives.

The main duty of the gods of the moon is to take them out when they make a move.

But she hasn't done it for too long, and she has even been idle enough to be an intern apprentice for the God of Wealth over the years, and she occasionally does such a fierce fight, not to mention, she feels a little tired.

Ji Jiu: T^T

"Sick?"

Fu Qi followed the doctor to find out about the specific situation of her grandmother, and when she came back, she saw that the little girl was still sitting aggrieved alone, and her little face was a little abnormal.

The young man's eyebrows froze for a moment, and then his slender and straight figure was slightly lowered, and the back of his cyan veined hand was attached to the other party's white forehead.

"Fu Qi."

The little girl called him pitifully, hugged him softly and glutinously, wrapped her little paws around Fu Qi's neck, and rubbed her white face against his jawline, like a sweet little rice ball, slightly tilting her chin and closing her eyes.

The young man's eyes widened suddenly, and suddenly there was a warm and soft little ball in his arms, and the clearly raised Adam's apple moved up and down.

This little fortune teller always hugged it at every turn, didn't her family tell her what it means to be intimate with men and women?

His eyebrows twitched, and he said in a deep voice: "Ji Jiu, get up." ”

Ji Jiu was lazily rubbing in his neck socket, his little paws tightened, "Don't." ”

Fu Qi: "......"

Ji chirped inch by inch, snorted, and took out the righteousness of moral kidnapping: "I'm tired." ”

"Don't hold Lao Tzu."

The young man pursed his lips irritably, raised his fingers, put his palm against the little girl's thin little shoulders, and twisted his eyebrows, trying to pull the little girl down.

But then I thought about it, this little fortune teller is squeamish to death, since yesterday afternoon, like a little tail to follow him, from Jiangcheng to this side, along the way there was no rest, after getting off the car today, she also lazily yawned all the way, walked without looking at the road, hit the tree several times along the way.

Never mind.

It's bad luck.

"Hold on, I don't care about you if I fall." The young man scolded in a low voice, and his slender and powerful arms clamped around Jiujiu's soft and slender waist, as if he was holding his daughter, and picked up the little girl with one hand.

Ji Jiu, who was suddenly a lot taller: ......

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In order to take care of Fu Qi's grandmother, he took Ji Jiu to live here for two days, and the next day, his grandmother's spirit was much better.

Fu Qi leaned against the wall, the broken hair of the eyebrow bone was a kind of prodigal mess, the young man's eyes were dark, waiting for Ji Jiu to wake up naturally, and then looked at the little girl who didn't wake up to wash.

"Ji tweets."

The little fortune teller was about to go out with a fried hairstyle, Fu Qi supported his forehead with one hand, his eyebrows jumped, and he stretched out his hand to bring Jiu Jiu back like a cub.

Ji Jiu looked at him blankly, tilted his little head, and said in a confused voice: "Huh? ”

Fu Qi: "...... Combs. ”

So the little girl pulled it twice, and before going out, the young man pulled the person back again.

The rabbit has a little temper: "What are you doing?" ”

Fu Qi suddenly had the feeling of raising a child.

He pointed at Ji Jiu's little jio with an expressionless face, with an expression of "you idiot", "Change shoes." ”

Ji Jiu: "......"

Oops~

When I arrived at the hospital, it was noon, I opened the door of the ward, and there was a burst of comfortable air conditioning, and the little girl was afraid of the heat, so she just went under the air conditioner, looking up with her little face, squinting her big clean and clear eyes, and being there like a rabbit.

Fu Qi's expression did not change and he stretched out his hand, and dragged her back with great familiarity.

"I'm sick and I don't care about you."

Ji Jiu looked back at him, his eyelashes fluttered, his clear and clean pupils were undisguised pleasure, and he raised his claws to hug Fu Qi's arm, with a novel little expression, "You are Kang, you are Kang, the wind is snoring!" ”

Fu Qi: ...... It's silly.

The young man's Adam's apple rolled lightly and rubbed the top of the other party's fine hair.

Grandma happily lay on the hospital bed, watching her grandson pull a little girl's back collar, and said words of concern in a hard and awkward manner.

Fu Qi's grandmother is very kind, Ji Jiu thought she was a good old man at first sight, so in front of her, the little girl didn't feel constrained at all, she tilted her head slightly, revealing a cute and sweet smile, "Grandma~"

"What are you yelling about?"

Fu Qi raised his chin slightly, and his slender fingertips patted the top of the little girl's hair, using a little effort.

The tone is a bit tsundere.

"That's my grandmother, what's your name?"

Ji Jiujiu put on a super exaggerated aggrieved face, Bai Huahua's little hand covered the top of her hair, and the crystal tears came as soon as she said it, and her little appearance was pitiful and pitiful: "You are too much!" How heavy is it to hit me! I'm going to beat you up too! ”

The little girl's pink and tender, delicate like a beautiful porcelain doll, grandma smiled and beckoned to chirp: "Girl, come, come to grandma." ”

"Here we go." Ji Jiu gave Fu Qi a small look, and the villain "snapped" twice on his paws holding the back collar, and his tone was very bad, "Let go, what are you waiting for!" ”

Fu Qi: "......"

Ji Jiu stepped over, obediently moved a small bench and sat down beside his grandmother's bed, lying on the edge of the bed obediently, nesting there, more like a white and soft ball.

"Little girl, what's your name?"

"Grandma, my name is Ji Jiu," the voice landed, Ji Jiu was silent for two seconds, and gave the word Jiu in her head, but after thinking about it, she remembered one.

So she honestly pinched her paws and spoke, "Chirp yes...... Chirp of a mi's chirp. ”