Master Fu Has Spoiled the Little Baby

  Chapter 8 Fu Yanwang is an arrogant spirit!

  Fu Chen's eyes focused on the little hand that was scratched and reddened. His eyes were dark and his brows were so wrinkled that they could kill a fly, but his movements were extraordinarily gentle and careful.

   wiped her wound bit by bit, the cold touch felt like a feather scratched, which was comfortable and reassuring to her.

  The little milk bun looked up at the man's face, and was fascinated for a while, so she looked at him like that.

  If she was injured before, Fu Yanwang would definitely be angry, and then reprimand her a few words, and indirectly deal with her wounds.

After   , she went to those who hurt her and gave her a "goodwill" education.

   Looking at the man's serious expression of wiping her wounds, the little nanny puffed up her cheeks slightly, and leaned over: "Fu Yanwang, you are so handsome~"

   The movement of the man's hand paused for a while, his face remained unchanged, and he continued the movement of his hand, his voice was hoarse and dry: "nonsense"

The words on   's mouth were still owed, but the corners of the man's mouth evoked a shallow arc, maybe he didn't notice it himself.

  Little Nanny Bao pouted, stared at the man with rounded eyes, "Hmph, still the same arrogant."

   After treating the wound, Fu Chen raised his head, squinted at the little guy sitting in front of him, his Adam's apple rolled down sexyly, "Little devil, say it again."

  Wen Bai is not afraid of Fu Chen, with his little hands on his waist, "Fu, Yan, Wang, you are a arrogant spirit!"

   After the words were finished, the man immediately started, holding the little guy's soft and tender face, kneading it 'ruthlessly', his thin lips raised and playful.

   "Little devil, you're a little flat."

  Wen Bai felt that his face was about to be rubbed crooked by the man, and his little hand fluttered a few times, "Well, don't sway, let go of the nest!"

   Looking at the little guy who was puffing up but begging for mercy, Fu Chen hooked his lips, raised his lower jaw slightly, squinted his eyes, and squeezed his tender little cheeks.

   "Why, weren't you quite arrogant just now, and your guts are quite fat, eh?"

   The little guy's cheeks, the baby fat has just grown, and it is more comfortable to knead than knead dough.

   "Don't dare to provoke, don't provoke, you let go~" The little guy was forced to pout his mouth, and he looked at him with a pair of big Bling Bling eyes, and he couldn't refuse.

   Seeing that he was so obedient, Fu Chen retracted his hand a little reluctantly, glanced at the little guy with pink cheeks, and then got up to pack his things.

   Looking at the back of the man working diligently, the little **** is holding the kneaded red face, puffed up, hum, still the same arrogant and fond of pinching faces!

After    cleaned up the wound, Fu Chen went downstairs with the little milk bag.

   Most of the guests at the banquet were outside, and very few were invited into the main house.

  The little milk bag followed behind the man, and found that Yu Xiaoyin was talking and laughing with a few well-dressed and extravagant people.

   "Come! Chen'er come over quickly and let me introduce you." As soon as Yu Xiaoyin saw Fu Chen come down, she quickly waved to call.

   Hearing the words, the man casually glanced over and walked over slowly, while the little milk bag followed closely behind the man.

"Chen'er, this is the second miss of the Wen family, gentle." Yu Xiaoyin introduced him with a smile, "I searched all over Haicheng to find you a well-known lady with a good character, but the head of the Wen family has this kind of girl. This precious daughter happened to be born in August, and it is the most suitable for you!"

   Hearing this, Fu Chen glanced at the Wen family members without changing his face, and said "Oh" lightly.

   Mistress Wen secretly poked Gentle, motioning for her to take the initiative.

   Gentle and understanding, raised his head shyly, looked at the man in front of him with admiration, and said very politely: "Hello Mr. Fu, my name is Gentle."

   The man didn't answer, but a soft and waxy voice rang from behind the man. The little guy ran from behind Fu Chen to Yu Xiaoyin, and stretched out his arms: "Grandma, I want to hug~"

   (end of this chapter)