Then if you go around like this, you still have to ask that demon to help him?

"There's no other way?" The sugar demon felt his eggs hurt.

"The little ones don't know so much."

"Tsk." The sugar demon is very irritable right now.

"That's right." The sugar demon touched his hair.

I was wondering if I should ask that old demon.

But if you beg him, you owe him a favor again.

If you owe him a favor, he will definitely do it in secret.

The sugar demon thought about it, and finally put down his son to find this demon.

What are you kidding, after all, I owe it so many times, and it's not bad this time.

"When will that demon come back?"

"Who's ......"

"You princes."

"The prince is now in the court, and the time is almost coming back."

"Okay." The sugar demon thought that he finally didn't have to wait any longer, and he didn't have so much irritability.

I was just about to go back to my room, but suddenly I thought of something else and walked over again.

The doorman swallowed his saliva, why did this little ancestor come over again?

"Bring me a letter over, do you know Fu Shan?"

"Know, know, know." Although Fu Shan is not a very famous person, there are really many people who know him.

"Send this letter over and let them not worry too much."

"Yes."

The sugar demon is alone, and he forgets that he still has that little ball of fart behind him now.

Now that little group must be in a hurry, that's why the sugar demon wrote this letter back.

Sugar House –

"Grandpa Fu, why hasn't my sister come back yet?" Qiqi's white and tender dumplings were already wrinkled on his face.

There were crystal tears in the innocent big eyes, and it seemed that they would fall in the next second.

The aggrieved look is very strange and pitiful.

People can't help but want to rub the chubby baby fat on his face with their hands.

"Miss, I'm afraid there are other things that can't come back." Fu Shan is also worried now.

"Sir! Master! Someone asked me to send a letter, and I have to show it to you. ”

When they were worried, a voice changed their thoughts.

"What letter?" Fu Shan left and went over to pick up a letter.

"Calm down Qiqi and come back in the evening."

On the paper with so many big white flowers, there are just a few words of dragons flying and phoenixes dancing.

It's like a ruffian's style.

"Miss will come back in the evening, don't cry."

"Grandpa Fu, you lied, you obviously said that you could see your sister in the morning, but I didn't see you in the morning."

Qiqi pouted in disbelief.

Fu Shan couldn't cry or laugh, and gave the letter in his hand to Qiqi.

"This is a letter written by Miss herself, Qiqi reads."

Qiqi hurriedly took the letter, but he couldn't understand the content and was even more aggrieved.

The pink and tender lips can be hung up with oil bottles.

"Uh......h Qiqi can't read the words inside! ”

"Huh?" Fu Shan couldn't cry or laugh, and hurriedly patted Qiqi's little back comfortingly.

"Hahaha! It's okay, it's okay, Grandpa Fu won't lie to you. ”

"Qiqi, if Miss doesn't come back in the evening, Grandpa Fu will go with you to find Miss, okay."

Qiqi tried hard to control it and not let his tears fall.

"This is what Grandpa Fu said, you can't lie to children, you can't lie to children, they are puppies."

"Yes, yes, yes." Fu Shanying drank.