Lu Zhaoxi: "......" You are an older brother, aren't you ashamed to let your sister bring you something?

But then, Lu Zhiyang's immature voice came faintly: "These are all for you."

「…… Yes? Why?" Xiao Fubao looked down at the milk in his hand with a puzzled expression.

Why did the little sheep brother suddenly give her milk?

I saw that Lu Zhiyang's little face was slightly flushed, and his eyes were erratic, until he blushed before he spoke: "Just ...... It's for you! If you don't want me, I'll throw it away!"

As soon as he heard him threaten to throw away the milk, Xiao Fubao blurted out anxiously: "Yes! What a waste of milk to throw away!"

Lu Zhaoxi, who was standing aside, was speechless.

It was the first time he had seen a threat to ask a family to receive a gift.

[Hahahaha! No, the little sheep is a straight man! How can there be such a way for girls to receive gifts? 】

[The little baby really doesn't hesitate at all, how can there be a feeling of a tsundere president and his thrifty little wife? 】

[After a long time, the girl I like in the future will not accept gifts, and I will say the same. 】

[Then you don't want to chase the girl you like in your life.] Hahahaha! 】

Lu Zhiyang saw that she accepted it, and then he showed a smug little expression.

Lu Zhaoxi: "......" So you saved money just to buy milk for Xiao Fubao? I said that I rarely see you drink milk on weekdays, but this time I suddenly bought so much, and I thought you had figured it out and wanted to change your stunted height.

Sang Wanzhou is darker than his face.

Is he unable to afford milk or what?

Need a little cub of yours to buy?

Before he could speak, two other groups of families arrived.

"Huh? Why is everyone here?" Ji Yucheng smiled happily and walked in with his son.

Song Nanchen hugged Song Shengsheng and came in behind.

"It seems that the little fish are just their family."

"yes, I don't know where they went."

A few adults gathered around the store chatting with each other.

Several cubs also gathered together.

"Little Fubao, you bought a lot of milk!" Song Shengsheng exclaimed.

Xiao Fubao put the milk on the ground and shook his somewhat sour hand: "It's all bought by Brother Little Sheep for Fu Baoda!"

Song Shengsheng and Ji Xiaoheng's eyes suddenly looked at Lu Zhiyang.

There was confusion, vigilance, and a hint of unfriendliness in his gaze.

Lu Zhiyang: "......" see what I do?

Song Shengsheng: "......" Originally, I also wanted to buy milk for Xiao Fubao! Hum!

Ji Xiaoheng: "......" seems to have to buy something else.

Everyone has prepared their gifts.

The walkie-talkies on the waists of several photographers also rang one after another.

"Please note to all the guests and young guests, please note that our plane is scheduled for half past one in the afternoon, and please leave for the gate of the town now, our bus is already in place at the gate."

When Sang Wanzhou heard this, he bent down and picked up the milk bag in front of Xiao Fubao, and took her with the other hand: "Let's go."

Several other parents also took their children and walked out.

Several groups of families arrived at the gate of the town, one after the other.

Sang Wanzhou consciously set aside the last row for a few cubs and sat back in his original position.

Xiao Fubao: Their group is always the first to get on the bus.

On the way here, Sang Wanzhou also used the last 30 yuan to buy her a small snack to prevent her from being hungry for a while.