Chapter 112 I Don't Think It's Possible
Even though Yaoyao had just refused, Fu Xijin still exchanged countless game coins and asked Yaoyao which doll she liked.
Yaoyao spoke toughly, but couldn't help revealing desire in his eyes.
She looked at the naughty pink leopard and pouted.
"I already said no..."
Fu Xijin rubbed her little head and went over to hold the naughty leopard for her.
Although she said no, her eyes honestly said yes and she looked at Fu Xijin with anticipation.
The moment I saw the naughty leopard coming up, my eyes lit up.
When I saw the doll fall, I couldn't help but clench my fists and sigh.
This little appearance is so vivid.
Gu Nan smiled and pinched her cheek, "Yes, yes, don't you go and cheer for Uncle Fu? Maybe once you cheer, he will come over."
"Really?"
Yaoyao quickly jumped off the chair, not even playing with the firefighters putting out the fire, and ran over.
Gu Nan leaned against Yue Su and watched this scene.
"Have you ever felt that blood ties are truly magical? Father and daughter are father and daughter."
Yue Su said nothing.
How could she not feel it? From the first time she met Fu Xijin, she felt inexplicably close to him.
She didn't know whether this closeness came from blood or from an inner desire.
Gu Nan bent down and rested his elbows on her shoulders.
"By the way, do you feel guilty about Yao Yao?"
Yue Su found it funny, "Why feel guilty? For making her life lack the role of a father?"
This sentence can't PUA Yue Su.
She gave birth to Yaoyao and never treated her badly either materially or spiritually, so why should she feel guilty?
If she really wanted this thing from her dad, she could find ten or eight of them right now.
Gu Nan smiled, "That's true."
Yaoyao had just run over and before he could even shout "Come on" the naughty leopard fell into the cave.
Fu Xijin picked up the doll and put it into Yaoyao's arms.
"It's yours."
Yaoyao hugged the doll and exclaimed, "Uncle Fu, you are so awesome! Super awesome! Ninety-nine percent awesome!"
Fu Xijin scratched the tip of her nose and asked, "Why is your mother a perfect score?"
Yaoyao said: "Because there is no one in this world more powerful than my mother."
He raised his eyebrows and said nothing.
"Which one do you like?"
Yaoyao asked in surprise: "Can we continue?"
"Of course, how about you finish clamping all these game coins?"
"good!"
This game city is very large, with dozens of claw machines alone.
Fu Xijin took her around one by one, as if he wanted to pick up every doll.
Yaoyao's body is already covered with dolls, which makes the other children extremely envious.
Yaoyao's little face was flushed and her chest was filled with a surge of excitement.
She couldn't tell what emotion this was, but she was just very happy, a very unfamiliar kind of happiness.
"Uncle Fu, these are enough. Can I keep the remaining game coins for next time?"
Just like eating her favorite ice cream, she is always reluctant to finish it quickly.
Because it’s gone once you eat it.
As long as she eats slower, she can feel satisfied and happy for a longer time.
Fu Xijin seemed to see what she was thinking.
He never thought of himself as a compassionate person, let alone one who liked children.
Especially when he thought about the man who once owned Yue Su for a short time and had a child with her, he became crazy with jealousy.
He always felt that he should love Yaoyao and her family as well.
However, at this moment, it seems not to be the case.
Looking at her watery eyes, Fu Xijin felt as if something in his heart was scratched, making him feel numb and itchy.
It was as if his heart was hit hard by something, making his whole body numb.
"Even if you have used up all these game coins, uncle will still play with you next time." He said in a low voice.
She twisted her fingers together and had a troubled face.
"Uncle, I'm not afraid that you won't come."
She was so smart that she could not fail to notice how attentive Fu Xijin was to Yue Su.
At this moment, Fu Xijin, whose heart was filled with fatherly love, wanted to shut her up.
But it was too late.
Because Yaoyao has already spoken.
"It's mainly because Mom doesn't like you. I'm afraid if you come too often, Mom will get annoyed."
Fu Xijin: “…”
He still has to want it, which always makes him jump back and forth between loving and hurting her.
Yaoyao sighed, completely unaware of his feelings, and continued to finish off his opponent.
"If mom has an uncle she likes in the future, wouldn't it bother her if you come over again?"
Fu Xijin said expressionlessly: "Can't the uncle your mother likes be me?"
Yaoyao looked at him carefully, curled her lips and shook her head.
"I find that unlikely."
Fu Xijin: “…Yes, yes.”
"Um?"
"Do you know what a white-eyed wolf is?"
If you want to think with your head tilted, it is easy to understand as the name suggests.
She suddenly leaned closer and looked into Fu Xijin's eyes.
"Uncle, your eyes aren't white either."
Fu Xijin held his breath for a moment and then let out a sigh of relief.
Forget it, she is just a child, what does she know?
"Uncle will play with you to grab the doll today, are you happy?"
"Happy!"
Fu Xijin coaxed him softly, "If it were another uncle, he might not be so kind to you."
Yaoyao bit her finger and said, "It doesn't matter. Usually, uncles who treat me badly will be replaced by my mother!"
She is still very confident about this.
Fu Xijin choked and couldn't communicate at all with the little brat.
"But if it's me, your uncle, I will treat you very well."
Yao Yao asked, “How good is it?”
"Uncle is rich."
"I know. Will you give me the inheritance when you die?"
"Uncle won't die now, okay?"
"When will he die?"
"When you grow up."
"Okay."
Yaoyao asked again: "Can you wait until I'm four? I'll give it to you as my birthday present! From now on, my birthday will be my uncle's death anniversary, and we can celebrate together!"
She calculated that she was born in January and would be four years old in a few months.
Fu Xijin suddenly felt a little sympathy for Yaoyao's father. He wondered what it felt like to have such a leaky little cotton-padded jacket.
"Let's talk about it later. Uncle still wants to live two more years."
If she was a little disappointed, her little look would clearly show: I knew you were just trying to tease me.
Yue Su saw that the time was almost up, so he stood up and called her, "Yaoyao, let's go home."
She decisively abandoned Fu Xijin and turned into her mother's arms.
Yaoyao showed off his achievements to Yuesu.
"Mom, I have so many dolls!"
Yue Su pulled the corner of his lip, "Well, that's amazing."
Yaoyao laughed and waved at her.
Yue Su bent over and listened to her.
"Mom, Uncle Fu said he'll come play with me in the future."
Yue Su poured cold water on her at the right time: "He has to go to work and is busy."
Yaoyao is not stupid, "If he wants to pursue you, he must be free."
Gu Nan looked curious, "Little brat, you even know this?"
Yaoyao raised his chin proudly, "Xiaopang said this is called the crematorium of chasing a wife."
"Oh? Do you hope Uncle Fu can catch your mother?"
“No.”
Gu Nan laughed. It turned out that Fu Xijin’s sugar-coated bullets had not yet bought her over.
"Why?"
Yaoyao said seriously, "Xiaopang's mother said that men are all like dogs. They won't cherish them once they get them. So, mom, you must not agree to Uncle Fu. You keep him hanging. When I want him to play with me, then let him come over."
She thought she was whispering, but in fact her voice was quite loud and it all reached Fu Xijin's ears.
He was so angry that he laughed.
This is not a cotton jacket at all, it's not even as good as a sack.
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