Chapter 13： Qing Qing eating melon (2/2)

Sure enough, Qingqing had fallen asleep, still holding a baby bottle in his mouth.

After carefully taking the baby bottle out of her mouth, covering her with a quilt, raising the temperature of the air conditioner, and confirming that the child would not catch a cold, Fu Sijin went out lightly.

Although Qing Qing was only three years old, he was well educated.

This kind of goodness is not only reflected in personality and behavior habits, but also in daily routines.

She has a regular schedule.

Go to bed before 9:30 in the evening, start at 6 in the morning, take a nap from 3:30 to 4 in the afternoon, and sleep until you wake up at five or six for dinner.

This will ensure adequate sleep for young children to grow.

Unless something is delayed, her work and rest will not change.

It was almost half past five when Qingqing woke up on her own.

When I woke up, I looked for someone: "Ajin...Ajin..."

She already knew that Aunt Ding was going home to take care of her care, so she changed her words to call Fu Sijin, who she knew best.

No one responded, Qingqing yelled for a while, and seeing that no one was paying attention to her, she simply crawled out of the bed with humming.

With the experience of the previous few times, Qingqing is now a lot more proficient in her movements, and she can slide down the edge of the bed after a short slip, and she can stand on her own.

She slapped her short legs, rushed to the door to open it herself, but couldn't open it no matter how twisted it was.

Can't help but feel a little anxious.

"Papa......"

The little hand slapped on the door, Qingqing shouted, "Ajin Ajin...the door is closed..."

Halfway through the shot, the closed door was suddenly opened from outside.

A pair of fair and slender calves greeted the eyes, and up there was a fresh light blue skirt.

This is an unfamiliar woman that Qingqing has never seen before. She is not very beautiful, but she is also a rare beauty.

The most special thing is her feeling.

As gentle as a spring breeze, and as elegant as a clear moon, staying beside her will only make people feel extremely comfortable, as if any troubles in the world have disappeared.

Only now, there is a sense of sadness between the beauty's eyebrows and her eyes, which is slightly melancholy.

Especially when she saw Qingqing’s small face, her face suddenly became pale

For a moment, I don't know why.

"Pretty sister, who are you?"

Qingqing didn't understand the complicated look on the beauty's face. She was simply attracted by the other's appearance, and she had a good impression of them as soon as they met.

Children instinctively like all good-looking people and things, and show them straightforwardly.

"My name is Yuyu. I'm... your father's friend."

Even if the mood is depressed, Yu Yu is still very gentle when facing innocent children.

"Dad's friend?"

Qingqing tilted her small head, a little confused on her face.

When did Dad make friends with such a young and beautiful sister?

Are you afraid of being beaten to death by your mother?

Even if she doesn't get along with her parents much, Qingqing still remembers the excellent relationship between her parents.

Moreover, the two of them always warned each other not to get close to other men and women, otherwise they would do so.

I listened a lot, even the little Qingqing remembered.

"Sister..." Worried that her beautiful sister was beaten by her mother, Qingqing frowned in embarrassment: "Mom doesn't let Dad make girl friends. Can you not be Dad's friend?"

Children's unintentional childish speech is sometimes the most hurtful.

Yu Yu's pale face became more and more embarrassed. She seemed to have been hit hard, staggered back a few steps, and then couldn't help turning around and grabbing the door.

Qing Qing: "???"

Did she say something wrong?

It just so happened that Fu Si was coming back from outside and hit Yu Yu head-on.

He subconsciously clasped the opponent's slender wrist and said strangely: "Yuyu? Why are you here."

"Let go of me!" Yu Yu tried her best to break Fu Sijin's restraint, slapped him backhand, but she shed tears.

"I don't know how badly you deceived me before I come, stand-in? Child? Fu Sijin, you are so good."

Every time Yuyu said a word, he took a step back as if he couldn't bear the blow, and finally couldn't bear it, he turned around and walked away quickly.

Only a delicate but stubborn figure was left for Fu Sijin.

"Ajin, does it hurt?"

Qingqing hurried to Fu Sijin, paddling his toes, trying to check the injuries on his face.

After seeing the bright red five-fingerprint engraved on Jun's face, Qingqing's good impression of Yuyu instantly deteriorated: "How can that bad guy beat you? Qingqing doesn't like her!"

She stomped her feet angrily, but did not find that Fu Sijin was a little strange in silence.

"You and that woman broke up early."

In the memory, the indifferent and arrogant woman sat gracefully on the luxurious and comfortable sofa, with her delicate eyebrows frowning impatiently, and of course giving orders to him.

It seems that he is not her son at all, but a subordinate who only needs to be numb and obedient.

No, it was the puppet she held in her palm. She was never allowed to break free from the shackles on her body, and could only be completely controlled by her.