Fu Pei came back ten minutes later, because he ran too quickly, his black hair was blown by the wind, and the hot sweat rolled down his forehead, wetting the broken hair on the side of his cheekbones.

The shirt behind the boy's broad shoulders was also soaked with sweat, and his chest rose and fell rapidly.

Bony fingers carried a bag and threw it in front of Fu Ting, he panted slightly, and his low voice was a little fierce, "Take it and eat it." “

The bag contained cold medicine for fever and cough, and it turned out that her father had bought medicine for her.

Fu Ting's heart warmed up instantly, revealing his little white teeth and smiling sweetly, "Dad, you're so good." “

Fu Pei unhappily pushed the tip of his tongue against his cheeks, squinted his eyes slightly, and his jaw line tightened, "I'm just afraid that you will infect me, don't think too much, understand?" “

Fu listened to the "oh", showing a confused look, "Dad, just buy a medicine, why are you in such a hurry?" “

Fu Pei's expression was a little unnatural, the ghost knows how he could be so urgent, probably because he was afraid that he would come back late, something really happened to the little girl, right?

Exercise.

He's probably going crazy.

"If you want to eat, you will eat, why do you talk so much?" Fu Pei took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his face to his neck, also hiding the unknown embarrassment.

Fu Ting looked at the medicine in his hand and asked cautiously, "Dad, do we have sugar at home?" “

Fu Pei's long eyebrows were raised, his eyebrows were deep, and his expression looked a little fierce.

Fu Ting covered his mouth, coughed a few times, and replied angrily, "I'm afraid of bitterness." “

She likes sweets the most, she can't stand the bitterness at all, and she has to ask for sugar as long as she takes medicine.

Fu Pei really pinched her heart, but the next second he moved, he went into the kitchen, rummaged through the cabinets, and finally found a small bag of brown sugar and threw it to Fu.

The young man's throat moved, and his voice squeezed out from between his teeth, "That's the only one, if you don't eat it, you will die." “

knew that his father was hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, and every time he pretended to be pitiful, he had to take care of her.

Fu Ting lowered her head, and a cunning light flashed in her clear and moist eyes.

After taking the medicine, Fu Ting was groggy and fell asleep holding the quilt, with the fragrance of plants and trees on her father's body, which made her feel a sense of belonging and slept peacefully.

Fu Pei looked at this scene, and always felt a little painful, saying that it would never be possible for her to sleep in the bed?

But if he dragged her away now, he couldn't seem to do it.

Forget it, as a big man, you don't need to worry about these oil and salt trivialities, isn't it just sleeping on the ground?

What's more, the little fool is so squeamish, doesn't he have to spend his money to buy medicine if he sleeps on the ground and catches a cold?

He tried his best to maintain the demeanor of a big man, and lay down on the mat on the ground as if nothing had happened, making up for sleep.

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Fu Ting slept until the next day, and the moment he opened his eyes, he was refreshed.

Fu Peichen ran back and saw the picture of the little girl getting off his bed, and he was so numb that he had no waves in his heart.

Fu Ting stretched his waist, touched his cooing belly, and looked at Fu Pei, "Dad, I'm hungry." “

The little girl licked the corners of her mouth, looking like a chick begging for food.

Fu Pei had a heart attack inexplicably, didn't say anything, turned around and went to the kitchen, found the noodles from the cabinet, and then turned on the fire and boiled them.

Soon, Fu Pei felt that he was too obedient?

He is a middle-class leader, and only others serve him, how can he serve this little girl?

But thinking of what the little fool did, Fu Pei couldn't help but have a bold conjecture.

It can't be that the little fool's family is ruined, and he is hit hard and has a problem with his braincase, and he treats her as his father, right?

If that's the case, then it's really sinful, and it doesn't seem like there's anything to cook her a meal, right?

Fu Pei once again persuaded himself to work hard to be a full-time dad.

When Fu Pei came out with the two bowls of noodles he had made, Fu Ting had already finished washing and was sitting upright at the small broken table that was missing a corner.

"Dad, it's the first time I've eaten the food you cooked for me." Fu Ting held the hot noodles and smiled very happily.

In her last life, as soon as she was born, her father worked hard in the entertainment industry, and he was busy with everything, and later became an actor, and he was even more busy with her and didn't have time to eat, let alone cook for her.

Fu Ting, the tip of his nose was a little sour, and he suddenly felt that it was good to be reborn, and it was good to be able to meet his father when he was a teenager.

Fu Pei thought that the little fool had just died of his father, and there was something wrong with his braincase, so he didn't sneer at her.

"Hey, there's a sun egg!" Fu Ting turned out a piece of fried egg from the bottom of the bowl, took a bite happily, squinted his eyes fragrantly, looked like a little gluttonous cat, and was very obedient.

She glanced at Fu Pei, "Dad, why don't you have a sun egg?" ”

Fu Pei was gulping his face, and his masseter muscles were bulging with the strength of chewing, which was a kind of wild hook.

Hearing this, he sneered, "The things that the girls chirp, Lao Tzu hates eating the most." ”

Of course, the arrogant Fu boss will not say that Fu Ting's egg is the only one in the family.

If it was usual, he wouldn't let Fu Ting's food.

After all, the little fool is sick, so he always has to eat better.

After all, the little girl called him Dad, but he couldn't get a reputation for treating his children harshly.

Fu listened to the soft and glutinous "oh" and ate it obediently.

Fu Pei looked at the way she was eating, taking small bites, her cheeks bulging like pufferfish, and she couldn't help but think of the big orange cat raised by Xie Yu's family.

It's like this, it's stupid!

Forget it, who made him unlucky to look like her dead father, and he couldn't bother to drive her away, just keep it as a little silly cat, and he couldn't eat much.

But two days later, Fu Pei's whole person fell into despair.

Because, Fu Tingtai can eat!