Act like a spoiled brat every day

Chapter 11 Rabbits can only be eaten
what did this guy grow up eating
little soft lump

——On how Fu Qi became a qualified breeder
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The little girl was so soft, she curled up in his arms, like a cotton candy suddenly bumped into him unexpectedly, the other's small face was pressed against his heart, her voice was sweet and aggrieved.

...like hugging a cute snow-white rabbit.

The young man pinched the other's thin and thin shoulders, his slender eyelashes drooped, looked at her slightly crimson eyes, gave a low snort, raised his hand, and took off the peaked cap on his head with his beautiful bony fingertips, and then buckled it on. On her head, covering half of her face.

Ji Jiujiu: The world seems to suddenly go dark with a "swoosh".

The young man looked at her, gestured his palm from the top of Jiujiu's head, and finally stopped a little below his collarbone.

……brat.

I don't know how this guy looks, he is already in his teens, and his voice still has a soft milky sound. She raised her claws and pulled down the brim of the hat, adjusted it herself, and then made a grimace, her eyes as clear as glass Bend, make a comparison: "Fu Qi Fu Qi, Kang Kang me?"

[Note: "Kangkang", internet slang, means "look at"]

The young man lazily raised his fingers and hooked the back collar of the other party to prevent her from bouncing and bumping into each other. Hearing this, he gave a cold snort and raised his jaw slightly: "What are you looking at? You haven't washed for a few days. Little oil head?"

Ji Jiujiu's first reaction was to grab his hanging hair, put it on the tip of his nose and sniff it, then stared at his eyes seriously, with a small expression of "how are you talking nonsense", "I two Just wash it once a day, smell it, it’s very fragrant.”

The clothes on Fu Qi were obtained by her fists from Shi Qing. This is a set of fake two pieces, which looks like a white T and a hooded sweater. Shi Qing has not yet arrived Wearing it... She snatched it over.

But Ji Jiujiu felt at the time that Fu Qi must look better in this dress than Shi Qing!
The boy walked lazily, watching the little girl tiptoe under his nose as if to prove something, his eyelids drooped slightly, and he casually lowered his eyes.

The slender figure leaned forward slightly, then frowned in distaste, and said softly, "Tsk, it stinks."

Ji Jiujiu: ...

I'm cracked.

*
After leaving the hospital, Ji Jiujiu thought of something, stopped in a particularly sensible manner, and loosened the paws that were holding his clothes.

Fu Qi walked forward for a few meters, only to realize that the little girl hadn't followed.

He gritted his teeth slightly, looked sideways, frowned, and looked at her a little irritably: "Aren't you leaving?"

Ji Jiujiu shook his head obediently.

Although she wanted to stay with Fu Qi, he didn't want to.

He didn't want to stay with her for too long.

The little girl bulged her cheeks inexplicably, and lowered her head aggrieved, her voice muffled: "If I follow you, you will send me to the police station."

Fu Qi was suddenly at a loss for words: "..."

Damn it.

How would he explain to her that he never thought of throwing her to the police station this time.

Fu Qi's brows and eyes were filled with an obvious gangster look, the tip of his tongue reached his palate impatiently, his gaze caught sight of the obedient and soft face of the other party, with a small expression of "I'm very sensible" on his face, and he felt a burst of irritability in his heart .

Fu Qi: "...Then go home by yourself."

Ji Jiujiu felt that this was expected at all: "...Oh."

Then the ruthless boy stopped a taxi and looked at her for two seconds before closing the door.

"..."

It was already six o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky had gradually darkened.

The little girl walked along the boulevard next to the hospital by herself, with a slumped face and her little paws dangling back and forth.

So hungry.

She sucked her nose hard.

She walked to the traffic light, waited for the opposite green light to turn on at the intersection, and took a momentary pause for more than a minute.

A taxi stopped slowly in front of her.

Ji Jiujiu didn't think much, like a soft bun, silently planned to go around.

Fu Qi: "..."

Is this little fortune teller not good at eyesight?
Resigned to his fate, he opened the car door and went down, dragged Ji Jiujiu back, threw him into the car, and then closed the door. His movements were done in one go, extremely smooth and natural.

Ji Jiujiu's buttocks hurt from being thrown, and when he came back to his senses, he swung his fist to the side, gnashing his teeth: "Which little idiot dared to touch your dear father after a brain twitch!"

Fu Qi held the opponent's wrist expressionlessly.

But it didn't take much effort.

The little guy was skinny, tender, and thin. With a little bit of strength, he turned red. The boy controlled his strength, and then put the food he had just packed into her arms, letting her hold it.

"What, you want to beat brother to the hospital again?"

"...Hmm." Ji Jiujiu stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly stared at the wet hair on his forehead in confusion, and rubbed the clear water drops on his forehead with his small hand, "Fu Qi, you Afraid of the heat?"

Even though there was air conditioning in the car, he was still sweating.

How could Fu Qi tell her that he just went to the restaurant where they ate together for the first time, and hurriedly picked up a few dishes that she seemed to like, but the original taxi left first, and he ran all the way When we reached the intersection, we stopped the second car.

So he didn't answer this question, coughed twice, raised his eyes lazily, and said in a blunt tone: "...you said last time that you want to go home with me?"

"……Um?"

Ji Jiujiu sensed the opportunity sensitively, froze for a moment, nodded quickly, opened his eyes and opened his mouth nonsense, "Yes, yes, I managed to escape from there, but you threw me back..."

At the end of the story, Ji Jiujiu perfectly grasped the tone of "three points of grievance, three points of strong, two points of pitiful, one point of fucking, and one point of blame", and softly pinched Fu Qi's heart.

Sure enough, there was a slight feeling of guilt in the boy's deep eyes.

He coughed lowly, and looked away a little helplessly, "Did he treat you badly?"

Ji Jiujiu blinked and blinked: "Not good, not good at all."

Fu Qi: "..."

Ji Jiujiu is well aware of Feng Qi's reticent temperament, so she took the initiative to attack neatly. She held her small face, bent her eyes, and deliberately dragged out her tone, a bit coquettish: "So, good brother, can you take me in?" ?”

*
A dark, dilapidated basement.

Ji Jiujiu stared blankly at Fu Qi taking out the key to open the door.

This kind of brokenness, she just poked it with a finger and it collapsed...

Fu Qi tilted his head, his gaze inadvertently swept over her shocked expression, a little embarrassed.

He said, "Do you think it's broken?"

"No, no," Ji Jiujiu quickly waved his paws, and picked up the packing box beside him, "I was thinking, is this from the yellow rabbit ears, or the blue hat."

Fu Qi was startled, rabbit ears?

Two seconds later, he couldn't help correcting her: "That's kangaroo ears."

Ji Jiujiu: "?"

Putting one hand in his pocket, Fu Qi opened the door and turned his body to let Ji Jiujiu go in first. He continued casually, "Rabbit head, rabbit legs, roasted rabbit, Zigong Zijiang rabbit, they can only be eaten."

Ji Jiujiu: "Stop talking, I'm hungry."

"Isn't the rabbit in your hands?"

"..."

"No, isn't the takeaway in your hands?"

　Ji Jiujiu [Grumpy]: Can we not mention the rabbit!
　　good night
　　ask for a ticket
　　
　
(End of this chapter)