The young master is young and is blowing the air conditioner. If he has a stomachache, it will be bad.

An An stared at the strawberry Mianmianbing, which was still two-thirds left, swallowed, and shouted with milk: "Sister~"

The little nanny put her eyes away and didn't look at him, so she wouldn't feel soft: "It's useless to call her sister."

An An pulled the corner of her clothes instead: "What should I do if the rest? My saliva is already stained with it. Even if it is put in the refrigerator, bacteria will grow."

The little nanny heard him say it well, after all, don’t she want to eat it?

"Young Master, don't worry, I will deal with it."

An An couldn't bear to say, "If my sister wants to throw it away, it's better to throw it into my mouth and I use my stomach to digest it."

The little nanny still smiled and shook her head.

"Okay, I won't eat it." An An seemed to give up and watched TV, and then when the little nanny was relaxing, she suddenly rushed over, trying to grab her beloved Mianmianbing.

Just then—

"An An, what are you doing?"

When An An heard the sound, he immediately sat upright.

The little nanny looked up and saw that it was Fu Shuo and Lu Wanwan who had arrived. She quickly stood up from the sofa: "Sir, Madam, I'm feeding the young master ice."

Because of the excessive feeding standard, she felt guilty and hid Mianmianbing behind her.

Fortunately, Fu Shuo did not pursue the matter: "You go down first."

The little nanny looked at him gratefully and went down.

Lu Wanwan looked at the corner of An An's crystal clear mouth, walked over and tapped the tip of his nose: "Are you greedy again?"

An An chuckled, trying to get through cute: "I haven't eaten sweets for a long time."

Since he got sick last time, his snacks have been pinched to death.

Lu Wanwan narrowed her eyes: "Did you forget the consequences of eating too many sweets last time?"

"Remember." An An nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and sought protection from Fu Shuo: "Dad, hug~"

Fu Shuo took him to his knees and sat down like holding a doll.

The father and son played with each other, itchy, rubbed their feet, and had a lot of fun.

The two elders of the Fu family watched this scene and wanted Shuoer to have a biological flesh and blood, which became even stronger!

Time flies in a flash.

Seeing that it was already 11 o'clock, Lu Wanwan said to An An: "Okay, An An, it's time for you to go to bed."

School will start next Monday, so be sure to adjust An'an's biological clock.

Upon hearing this, Fu's mother held An An's little hand from Fu Shuo's arms and said, "An An, are you good to sleep with grandparents tonight? Grandma tells you stories, or do you like to listen to history? Your grandpa has been involved in China for five thousand years."

Upon hearing this, An An's eyes lit up and he clapped his little hand and said, "Okay, then I want to listen to my grandfather telling history!"

This child is studious, and he is very good at his taste.

Mother Fu showed a smile in her control: "Then say good night to your daddy and mommy."

An An then waved his hand to Lu Wanwan and said, "Mommy, just go and sleep with daddy. I will sleep with my grandparents tonight."

Father Fu then led him upstairs, while Mother Fu said to Fu Shuo and Lu Wanwan: "You guys should go and rest as well."

"Let's go." Fu Shuo said to Lu Wanwan.

Lu Wanwan stood up straight, but Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Fu's mother following them.

A few moments—

Seeing that he had arrived at the door of the bedroom, his mother wanted to follow him in. Fu Shuo asked unbearable: "Mom, is it me sleeping or you sleeping?"

"You sleep, you sleep, mom is out now." Fu's mother was a little embarrassed when asked. After leaving the door, she turned around and told him: "Don't lock the door."

Fu Shuo held the door frame with one hand and said with a smile: "If you don't lock the door, what if An An breaks in? The child will have needle holes."

"..." Fu's mother felt guilty.
Chapter completed!