Upstairs, in the closed study, a handsome and gentle man was holding a video conference.
The little boy carried the bottle of milk as if it were a treasure and walked to the door. No one knew what he was thinking, but he actually bumped his head against the door.
017 was so frightened that he thought she had hit her head and died, and screamed on the spot: "Baby! What are you doing?! Although Bo Tingsi is a bit stingy, you should have some hope for your future life! Don't die! I beg you!!"
When Milk Ball heard the howling voice of 017 in his head, he shook his head solemnly: "Uncle, don't worry, Zhuzhu won't eat shit~"
017 cautiously probes: [So... who are you? ]
When this was mentioned, Zhuzhu'er's eyes lit up, as if she had discovered a new world. She frowned and said earnestly: "Uncle, Zhuzhu just discovered that Zhuzhu is not stupid at all, Zhuzhu is very smart~"
017 hesitated, a hint of worry lingering in the mechanical voice: [? ? Honey...are you feeling unwell...?]
I actually gave you such a serious misconception?
Little Dumpling couldn't hear the hidden meaning of her system uncle, so she shook her head seriously. She raised her chin proudly, shook her head and bumped it against the door, her little voice full of surprise: "Uncle, you are healthy~"
"I discovered that you don't have to use your paws to knock on the door, you can use your head! That works just as well~"
She was as excited as Suiren, the god of fire, who discovered fire for the first time, or as excited as a newborn Husky whose bloodline awakened after destroying its home for the first time.
Zhuzhu'er's chubby little face was full of pride, and her round eyes were sparkling.
She really thought she was so smart!!
017 was speechless, and even his robotic voice carried a hint of the sadness of "caring for a mentally retarded child": [Hehe... Hahahaha... Baby, have you just realized how... smart you are? ]
When Little Dumpling heard this, she instantly grasped a crucial point. Her chubby little body trembled violently: "What do you mean? Could it be..."
There seemed to be a hint of grievance in the trembling little voice?
017 thought the kid could hear the difficulty in his tone, so he quickly shook his head and said, "No, no, no! Baby..."
"Uncle, what are you talking about!" Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the little dumpling with a wave of his paw.
017 took a breath instantly.
Finished!
Little Mushroom won’t be angry, right?
As Xiao was thinking about this, the next second, a humming voice came, and the little guy bared his teeth: "Uncle, you actually discovered Du earlier than Wojijiji! Uncle, you have good taste~"
017, who feinted: [.........]
call!
That was a close call...
I almost thought the stupid kid had a brain!
At the same time, the tightly closed door was opened.
The man in the white shirt had his sleeves half rolled up, and the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose made him look gentle and elegant.
The man glared at Zhuzhu and couldn't help but raise his hand to rub her little head. The fluffy feeling was as good as petting a cat. His eyes curved: "What's wrong? What do you want from your uncle?"
The little dumpling nodded: "Yes!"
Then, under Bo Tingsi's gaze, he took out a bottle of milk from under his pink little body. The kid tilted his head back and stepped forward with his little feet, then handed the bottle of milk to Bo Tingsi: "Uncle~"
Bo Tingsi raised an eyebrow, thinking that she couldn't poke open the tin foil herself, but the bottle of calcium milk and the straw poked the bottle.
Then he handed it back: "Okay, drink it."
When the little guy saw it, he shook his head and took two steps back.
She pointed to her round belly, her long, curved eyelashes fluttering gently, and she blinked, looking as obedient as a little white cat: "No, Zhuzhu, I don't want to drink~"
"Uncle, drink~"
She looked at him expectantly and pointed at her belly: "It's hot~ Zhuzhu used her belly to heat up."
The man was startled, and the alertness engraved in his bones since childhood made him subconsciously narrow his eyes sharply.
There is no such thing as a quick fix without a profit. Even father and son will stab each other in the back. He simply doesn't believe in anyone doing good for no reason.
Bo Tingsi looked at the adorable kid in front of him and asked, "Why are you giving it to me?"
Are you trying to win him over to gain something?
Is it for the Bo family’s property?
very good!
This is the kind of energy that the Bo family’s children should have!
The man curled his lips and waited quietly for her to say, "I just want to win you over!"
Unexpectedly, the next second, the little boy scratched his head and bared his teeth: "Because it tastes good~"
"Zhuzhu feels that this fried chicken is delicious, so Zhuzhu will give it to uncle~"
"It's delicious. Let's eat it together. Zhuzhu takes a bite and uncle takes a bite."
The man was stunned with a look of expectation.
Wait wait wait!!!
What is this not a reason???
The man's expression was a little complicated, a little confused and a little strange, but it didn't make him feel uncomfortable.
He was confused because the Bo family was just like their surname, cold and heartless. He felt that as a child of the Bo family, shouldn't the first thing be to put interests first?
As for... touching...
He couldn't really put it into words... Growing up in that den of wolves and tigers, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe the relationship between him and his biological parents, or even his two brothers, as "we're not familiar with each other".
No... absolutely not...
This shouldn't be a child born from his eldest brother's genes...
The man tapped his chin with his index finger and looked at the kid in front of him appraisingly.
The girl who thought she was the smartest person in the world saw her uncle with glasses looking at her silently without saying anything, and thought that what she had just said was too profound and Uncle Goose could not understand.
So, the kid used his limited brain capacity to think for a while, walked forward and hugged Bo Tingsi's legs, tilted his little head, and grinned with his tender little face pink and a pair of big round eyes smiling like crescent moons.
She said, "Because my uncle is Uncle Zhuzhudu, when there are good things, we have to share them with each other~"
She nodded to herself and said affirmatively: "Yes! Zhuzhu must pamper uncle!!"
The little guy's raised face was warm and bright, and his eyes were clear without a trace of calculation.
Pamper him?
The man thought it was ridiculous, but looking at the boy's serious face, he sneered.
His cold fingers stroked the warm bottle, and a strange emotion came over him. He looked at the little guy in front of him who was looking at him eagerly, but he didn't take it to heart.
Just a little surprised.
His eldest brother’s baby is not stuffed with white flour and sesame!
Look at the little guy's thoughts...
As expected...her thoughts are the same as her appearance...both are very childish...
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