The perfect rearing of the cute movie king

Chapter 115 Feeding 116: Detained by a paper cup
When Fu Jingxing took the scissors and came out, he saw that the little thing on the carpet had all its teeth used up, and was untying it in a strange posture.

For some reason, Fu Jingxing suddenly found it funny, and even he was stunned when the smile arose.

How long has he not felt the emotion of 'laughing'.

Concentrating slightly, Fu Jingxing stepped forward and knelt down. With Jiang Xiaoyu's expression of "I'm so damned" on his face, he quickly cut off the pile of hair that was entangled with Jiang Xiaoyu with the scissors, and finally together with Jiang Xiaoyu The little fishes were thrown on the sofa together.

Then, before Jiang Xiaoyu could react, the tiny scissors clicked and clicked a few times, cutting off all the hair on her body with great precision.

Before Jiang Xiaoyu said 'be careful, don't cut me', Fu Jingxing put away the knife, turned around and put the scissors back in place.

Jiang Xiaoyu saw a piece of broken hair under his body, and suddenly felt that his balls hurt so much.

— Although she has no eggs ==
"I don't have any suitable tableware for you here, so you can make do with this first." Fu Jingxing carried her on the dining table, pushed an iron plate in front of her, and put a piece of ham, a noodle, and a tomato on the iron plate.

There is also a small fruit fork attached to the iron sheet, and beside the iron sheet is a paper cup filled with some noodle soup.

Jiang Xiaoyu pursed her lips, and finally couldn't beat the hunger in her belly, temporarily put aside her full of resentment towards Fu Jingxing, picked up the fruit fork and started eating.

Jiang Xiaoyu didn't have any good feelings for Fu Jingxing except for having a lot of resentment towards Fu Jingxing, so she ate in silence without skipping a word.

Fu Jingxing himself was not a talkative person, so a huge space was formed, only the light and crisp sound of the fruit fork in Jiang Xiaoyu's hand touching the iron plate.

——Fu Jingxing was very quiet after eating noodles, and he didn't make a sound at all.

In the end, Jiang Xiaoyu, who had already practiced King Kong for a long time and was thick-skinned, also felt embarrassed, trying not to make too much noise, but he didn't have that skill.

Fu Jingxing naturally finished eating before Jiang Xiaoyu, and then brought the bowl into the kitchen.

When he finished packing and went out of the kitchen, he saw Jiang Xiaoyu drinking the noodle soup in a paper cup.

As a result, maybe one of the paper cups was unstable in her hand, and the paper cup several times larger than her body was buckled backwards with a sound of 'duang'.

The corner of Fu Jingxing's mouth twitched, and he almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

It's just that the two-way eyes full of indifference have climbed up to a thick smile at this moment, adding tenderness to that stern face.

He suddenly understood why Xiao Wu took such care of this thing.

The way this thing behaves sometimes is really—so pleasant to the body and mind.

With a faint smile on the corner of Fu Jingxing's mouth, he took a step forward and brought the upside-down cup, revealing Jiang Xiaoyu who was covered in noodle soup.

Jiang Xiaoyu stretched out his hand to push away the hair that was wet by the soup and stuck to his face, revealing his greasy little face. He glanced at the expressionless Fu Jingxing, and then at the messy table that was wet by the soup, wanting to cry Tears: "I didn't do it on purpose, uncle, can you let me take a bath?"

This night was destined to be the most unforgettable night for Fu Jingsheng and Fu Jingxing.

　Jiang Xiaoyu: Uncle.

　　Fu Jingsheng: Who is your name?
　　Jiang Xiaoyu: Don't worry, I'm not calling you, you are a god in your heart.My name is of course your coffin-faced second brother!

　　Fu Jingxing: ... Ha ha.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)