Act like a spoiled brat every day

Chapter 9 Can You Be Kinder To Your Saving Dad?

Actually, I want Fu Qi to pay me back
But this guy is too strong... so pathetic
It seems a bit inhumane to ask him for money
——I want to poke him with a carrot every day
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Ji Jiujiu stirred his steamed bun-like soft fingertips sadly.

It's so annoying.

They simply sent him to the hospital, and then flew away with 5000 yuan.

She held her small face in distress, and then wandered around Fu Qi's bed for a while, not knowing what decision she had made. After a soft rustling sound, the door of the ward was opened.

Then it was closed again very lightly.

"..."

Finally gone.

Fu Qi on the hospital bed opened his eyes expressionlessly, and his calm eyes swept across the corner of the ward indifferently.

In the house, apart from the raindrops hitting the window lattice, there was no other sound.

Can't tell, this little fortune teller is quite willing to spend money.

Every ward opened a private room for him.

He raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, recalling what Ji Jiujiu said just now when he closed his eyes, the young man's sensitive and fragile heart was still inexplicably stymied.

She said: "Don't say it so nicely, you just don't have the money to pay the hospital bill."

Then he patted his claws like he was catching mosquitoes, and his tone was a little threatening: "You don't need to worry about money, just stay here and don't torture yourself to death."

But the little girl's soft and waxy voice is there, no matter how fierce she is, when she speaks, she still wants someone to lift her finger to rub her, and rub the little dumpling into her arms.

The environment was quiet and the mind was relaxed, followed by intense pain and exhaustion. The moment the pain surged, the door that was originally closed was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Fu Qi's eyes were pitch-black, and the faint light shone.

Ji Jiujiu came back very quickly. She casually put the porridge she bought on the cabinet, then lowered her head in a natural and familiar posture, and put her white forehead on the top of the opponent's eyebrows.

Soft voice: "Are you awake?"

"What did you do just now?"

The young man's voice was hoarse and tired, and when the words fell to the ground, he suddenly realized that there was a touch of blame in his tone just now.

...what is he blaming?
Blame her for leaving without telling him?
Fu Qi let out a faint "hiss", always feeling a little guilty.

He just sent this guy to the police station a week ago as a lost idiot.

But if he attacks her again now, it will more or less appear that he doesn't know what's good or what's wrong.

But Ji Jiujiu had a big heart and didn't hear it. He turned to pick up the porridge box, with one trouser leg rolled up, looking like a planter in the ground: "I'm going to buy porridge. The doctor said you haven't had anything all day today." Let's eat."

"……Oh."

The pain in his body came suddenly and violently, and the young man's slender and beautiful palms clenched the snow-white sheet almost instantly. He let out a low muffled grunt from the pain, curled up, and buried his entire face in the sheet.

The young man bit his lip, he didn't think about anything at that moment, and instinctively tried his best to hide his fragile self at this moment.

Ji Jiujiu: "? Why are you crying from hunger? I'm already moving very fast, okay..."

Fu Qi: "..."

Ji Jiujiu focused on making the porridge a little cooler, and when he heard him humming, he didn't even give him a look: "Brother, don't move around, the blood will return."

"...Ji Jiujiu." Fu Qi gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, lowered his eyelashes, glanced at the bloody gauze on his lower abdomen, and was a little irritable by the pain, "Don't look back, I'll just turn around kill you."

The boy's voice was hoarse and abnormal, and Ji Jiujiu had to wait for several seconds before he had to accept the fact that Fu Qi, this little hot chick, probably had something wrong again.

She turned around and pulled Fu Qi's quilt away.

Then he said contemptuously and disdainfully, "Just you?"

Seeing the bright red waist of the other party, she petrified for two seconds, and then showed a fake smile of "I resigned to my fate".

Since he is so weak, let's kill him directly.

This guy bleeds at every turn.

When she first came down to earth, her hand was cut when she met him; and then the second time she met, this cub was stabbed.

Ji Jiujiu: →_→

Suddenly, I felt that the task of going down to earth this time was so arduous.

Just keeping him safe is difficult enough!

She rang the nurse's bell again, then stood aside, tilting her head slightly.

"Fu Xiaoqi, can you be nice to your life-saving father?"

Fu Qi: "..."

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he seemed to have seen a little bit of her smile just now, and wanted to directly do what he wanted.

Ji Jiujiu: Forget it, as long as this guy can't die.

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Fu Qi was forced to stay in the hospital for three days, and his injuries improved a lot on the third day.

He can walk independently without holding on to a wall.

As soon as the boy opened his eyes, he saw Ji Jiujiu sleeping beside his bed, and his heart was so numb that it was as quiet as a pond.

The little girl wore a short white POLO T-shirt today, revealing her slender and thin forearms. Underneath was a pair of loose long ripped jeans, and the hem of her snow-white top was buckled into her waistline.

His fingertips moved slightly.

His eyes darkened for a moment, Fu Qi couldn't help bending his knuckles.

The tip of his thumb and middle finger touched, and he narrowed one eye slightly, roughly circling the width of Ji Jiujiu's wrist bone.

Then he let out a cool "tsk".

Unexpectedly, although this little fortune teller has a round face, his body is quite thin.

#I can smash this little girl with one punch#
The young man intertwined his fingers and rested them in front of his lower abdomen in a nonchalant way, staring at the ceiling for a while, and then there was movement beside the bed.

Ji Jiujiu stretched his waist, and then with a confused expression on his face, he lazily tilted his head at him, soft and sticky, and dragged out his lazy tone: "Fu Xiaoqi, are you awake?"

The little girl's eyes were extremely clear, and her pupils were extremely black and bright, as if hiding a snow-soaked mountain forest inside, clean and pure.

Fu Qi: "Yes."

As Ji Jiujiu stood up, he glanced at the bruises on her knees, the scratches on her arms, and the scalded blisters on the back of her white hands.

The boy paused, his expression darkened a little.

He asked her, "how did you get the injury on your body?"

But as soon as the words came out, he felt awkward again.

Pressing the center of his brows with his fingertips, the boy coughed twice in a low disguise, and glanced away in a little helplessness.

Ji Jiujiu's brain has not fully turned on: "Huh?"

But soon, she knew what Fu Qi was asking.

She thought for a while, opened her mouth, and wanted to say, "Oh, this is because Shi Qing accidentally fried the pot while making soup for me at home. I went to help and got burned by accident. Then I went to the vegetable market with him Note that it was hit by a bicycle but it's okay."

But I also feel that explaining the above is too troublesome. There are so many words, and I don't have the desire to explain at first glance.

So she quickly refined the main points, and answered him very concisely:

"Oh, it's time to dry."

　When the sky is far away...

　　Shi Qing:? ? ? ?Be an individual?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)