The perfect rearing of the cute movie king

Chapter 52 Breeding 053: Small River Fish Like Candy
When Fu Jingsheng and Mu Qingyin came out of the police station, a wave of reporters surrounded them, but they were stopped by Zimmer and Papaya. Regardless of Papaya's thin and small body, the group of reporters couldn't squeeze away from that small body.

The group got back to the car safely, Papaya wiped off his sweat, looked at the clothes squeezed into pickles, and looked scared: "My mother, I almost squeezed me to death."

He glanced at Zimmer who was driving, and couldn't help but give him a thumbs up: "Dude, I'm convinced you today."

Isn't it? Compared with him, Zimmer is normal except for his messy hair.

Zimmer replied to him lightly: "If you squeeze too much, you will have experience."

Papaya turned her head silently, and said seriously to Mu Qingyin beside her: "Brother, you should stop being popular in the future."

Janson, who was opening a bottle of water to drink, spewed out a mouthful of water upon hearing this.

The way he looked at Papaya was like looking at a neuropathy.

No, an assistant said to his boss, don't be popular in the future, isn't this crazy, what is it?
Sitting opposite the papaya was Janson, and Janson's saliva just sprayed on the papaya.

"I said, can you watch some people before spraying? It's already messed up, but I can't see anyone after you spray?" Papaya stood up awkwardly, wiped the water from her face, and glared at Janson.

"Sorry, I couldn't hold back." Janson took out a piece of paper and wiped it on his mouth.

Papaya who was reaching out to take the piece of paper: "..."

It was Fu Jingsheng who held back his smile and took a few pieces of paper and handed them to Papaya.

While wiping the water papaya on his body, he was annoyed: "Mr. Fu, your assistant is so rude!"

"Papaya, that's Janson." Mu Qingyin's voice was full of helplessness, and he smiled apologetically at Fu Jingsheng.

Fu Jingsheng shook his head, expressing that he didn't mind.

"You are Janson!" Papaya stood up again, pointed at Janson with a half-wet paper in his hand, and bluffed: "The famous gold broker? The vice president of JS? No wonder he looks so familiar."

What the hell is this stick coming from!

Janson glanced at Papaya, but ignored him.

He has restrained his temper a lot over the years, and if he wants to put it aside, he must choke.

At the same time, two sympathetic eyes shot at Mu Qingyin.

What a big heart to tolerate such an assistant.

Receiving Janson's gaze, Mu Qingyin rubbed the space between her brows again, and said in a low voice, "Papaya, sit down for me."

Hearing the warning in Mu Qingyin's tone, Papaya had no choice but to stare at Janson, who seemed to him to be extremely arrogant, then curled his lips and sat down aggrieved.

Zimmer's inquiry came from the front row: "Mr. Fu, where shall we go first?"

Fu Jingsheng glanced at Mu Qingyin, "Go back to the hotel first, and then go to the hospital."

Mu Qingyin understood what Fu Jingsheng meant, and sent him and Papaya back to the hotel first, and then Fu Jingsheng went to the hospital to pick up Fan Siyan.

Just now Fan Siyan called and said she was going to be discharged from the hospital.

"Senior Fu, those reporters have already left. Papaya and I will get off here and take a taxi back to the hotel. You can go pick up Senior Fan."

After getting out of the car, standing on the hot ground, feeling the heat, Papaya stomped his feet: "Uncle, why don't we let Fu Jingsheng take us back? It won't take much time anyway."

Mu Qingyin frowned: "I said, what do you call me outside?"

"...Brother." Papaya shrugged her nose and argued, "Isn't it just the two of us now!"

Then the tone of Mu Qingyin's eyes became weaker and weaker, and he raised his hands: "Okay, okay, I will call you brother from now on, okay?"

"You haven't answered my question yet, why don't you take Fu Jingsheng's ride?"

Mu Qingyin didn't answer him, and walked forward.

Papaya stomped on the spot, muttered a few words 'inexplicable', and then followed with an aggrieved face.

Papaya didn't know why Mu Qingyin didn't take a ride with Fu Jingsheng until she got off the car with Mu Qingyin and returned to the hotel, and then came to Fu Jingsheng's room.

"Uncle, oh no, bro, are we going to see Xiao Yu'er?" Papaya leaned in front of the door, her tender white face looking wretched.

The uncle suddenly told him that Xiao Yu'er was found and was by Fu Jingsheng's side.

Knowing the truth, he is inexplicably kind.

I don't know what the little fish looks like, Papaya turned his head and thought.

Mu Qingyin pushed him away, stood in front of the door, thought for a while, and opened the room with the room card she got in her hand.

After a slight 'ding' sound, Mu Qingyin unscrewed the door.

A faint female voice came from the room, "...I'm a small sample, and that's what I am."

It's a TV commercial.

Papaya tiptoed forward and saw the TV that was on, and then the bed, eh, there is no one on the bed?
I just passed by the toilet, and I didn't hear any sound from the toilet.

What about people?

Just as he was still looking for someone, he saw Mu Qingyin had already walked to the bedside table, looking down at a small box on the bedside table.

What is there to see in that box?
He frowned, but walked over involuntarily.

The next moment, his eyes widened.

What should he do to save his dropping jaw.

Supporting his chin, Papaya pointed at the sleeping little man in the box holding a gnawed pitted finger biscuit. The little man swallowed and asked with a trembling voice. : "Uncle, don't tell me she is Xiao Yu'er!"

At this moment, Mu Qingyin didn't talk about his title, just nodded, and looked lovingly at the little person in the box less than ten centimeters long, "It's her."

"She, she, why is she like this?" After Papaya's initial shock faded, only doubts remained.

Is it, is it...

Mu Qingyin hugged Jiang Xiaoyu up with her hands, and felt the normal temperature of the little person in her palm, her brows relaxed.

Seeing Jiang Xiaoyu huddled up in Mu Qingyin's palm, that adorable appearance made Papaya's heart itch, and she couldn't help but said, "Uncle, give me a hug!"

Seeing Papaya's anxious expression, Mu Qingyin handed over her hand.

Seeing this, Papaya quickly stretched out her hand and watched nervously.

Under the careful movements of the two, Jiang Xiaoyu was held by another hand unconsciously.

"Be careful." Mu Qingyin couldn't help telling.

"Don't worry." Papaya stared at the small thing in his hand with surprise on his face. If it wasn't for Mu Qingyin who was beside him, he might have wanted to poke it over and over again, "Why is it so small! Uncle, look, it seems A piece of candy, I really want to eat it."

After finishing speaking, he smacked his mouth.

Following the papaya's words, Mu Qingyin held the little river fish in the papaya's hand, curled up in a small pink skirt, not to mention, from a distance, it really looked like a candy.

= _ =
Estimating the time, Mu Qingyin signaled Papaya to put Jiang Xiaoyu back, Papaya reluctantly did so, and finally turned around: "Uncle, why don't we take Xiaoyu back? Can't we raise her by ourselves? Why do you want an outsider to raise her?"

　Ou Nao Bu Jiang Xiaoyu Wraps Jiang Xiaoyu in sugar paper and then makes it look like candy

　　Then a head sticks out

　　It's so good, so good, so cool~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)