Chapter 632: Draw a Circle and Curse You
The smile on the corner of Fu Suo's lips froze for a moment, and his eyes glanced deeply at his personal doctor.
Through Fu Shao's appearance and the assistant's attitude, Dr. Luo vaguely guessed something, and hurriedly refused with a smile, "Miss Tang, is your dish for Fu Shao, or add food to Fu Shao, Fu Shao's assistant and I are going to go downstairs to eat, the restaurant has already been booked, and it is not good to cancel." ”
"Good. Tang Xinyue put a few simple meals she bought on the plate, put them in front of Fu Su, and added food.
"Where's my daughter?" Fu Su took a sip of porridge.
He doesn't think Tang Xinyue is the type who buys something and loses his daughter.
It's just that she didn't say where Zhao Zhao went, and he was a little relieved.
"Zhao Zhao went upstairs, Xiao Mu lived on the 18th floor of this building. ”
Fu Su: "......"
Why is that kid here?
The assistant and Dr. Luo were very eye-catching, and hurriedly made an appointment to go downstairs for dinner, and trouble Tang Xinyue to take care of Fu Su.
Fu Su ate the extra meal that his wife bought, sweet and sour, and his mood suddenly improved a lot.
Mu Shiyan didn't know Zhaozhao's identity. Fu Su drank two bowls of porridge, and his complexion improved a lot.
Tang Xinyue put away the dishes and chopsticks, "I haven't told M, and as for whether M knows or not, I don't know very well." ”
Fu Su raised his eyebrows.
To be honest, from the very beginning, he found out that Xinyue trusted Mu Shiyan very much, and if she couldn't look at Zhao Zhao usually, the first priority was to let Mu Shiyan's kid take care of Zhao Zhao.
So much so that he found that Mu Shiyan was not simple from the beginning.
In addition, knowing that he is a member of the Mu family, his status is extremely high, and he is still hanging around Xiao Zhaozhao, thinking about it, he feels uneasy.
Mu Jiasun heard that he was engaged in scientific research, and he was still at the academician level, and it was not simple at a young age, so he probably guessed that it was Mu Shiyan.
And Zhaozhao's real identity is a clone.
Xinyue is not afraid that kid will catch Zhaozhao to do research?
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On the 16th floor, Zhao Zhao followed Xiao Mu into his house.
The decoration style of Xiao Mu's home is minimalist, there is no sunshine in the teenager's home, there are slippers in the shoe cabinet, Zhaozhao wore a pair of disposable slippers, walked with his left foot and stumbled on his right foot, and walked two steps to correct his shoes.
"Here is the kitchen and the location at the kitchen door is the fridge. ”
Xiao Mu made a very simple introduction to his home, focusing on the refrigerator.
Feeling that her personality had been greatly insulted, Zhao Zhao snorted and wanted to move forward, but stepped on his left foot and fell to his knees on the smooth floor......
Zhaozhao: "......"
Woo woo, it's really difficult to delete the text messages, but she doesn't have a computer with her now, otherwise she would have hacked Xiao Mu's mobile phone......
With a little smile on his lips, Mu Shiyan picked up the little fool who was kneeling on the ground and put it on the sofa.
"Cry, I'll make a video. ”
Mu Shiyan saw that her face was flushed, and her eyes were also red, like a mini meat rabbit that had just been born for a long time, looking silly.
But in fact, her brain is extremely smart, probably because of her young and clumsy body, which limits her play.
Zhao Zhao couldn't cry, she rubbed her nose, suddenly got up from the sofa, shook her head, and shook her head again, "Don't video, don't video, Zhao Zhao is not good-looking, Xiao Mu is the best, Zhao Zhao wants to take pictures of Xiao Mu, mobile phone, mobile phone~"
She asked Mu Shiyan for a mobile phone.
"No, ugly people need to take pictures, but good-looking people don't. Mu Shiyan sat on the sofa, picked up a glass of warm water from the table and drank it.
Zhaozhao: "......"
She was going to draw a circle and curse him.
I hope that when Xiao Mu drinks water in the future, his mouth will flow out of his nostrils.