The whole world wants to attack me

Chapter 68 The little white flower is about to turn black (29)

"Did you get rid of that woman?"

When the second master came in, he happened to meet several doctors carrying black bags.

He casually asked a few words.

After knowing what was in the bag, instead of being angry, he showed a satisfied expression.

Zuo Lihan didn't answer, and the second master didn't mind either.

He patted Zuo Lihan on the back, and said with relief: "You are better than your father! Do something wrong, you have to be an infatuated child, and for the sake of a woman who died young, you will never marry again."

Zuo Lihan's unmarked eyebrows frowned slightly.

Her thin lips were pursed lightly, but in the end she didn't say anything.

Seeing the figures of Zuo Lihan and Second Master disappearing at the end of the stairs, the younger brother's tense nerves finally relaxed.

He dropped the toys he was packing and gave Fusang a thumbs up: "Miss Xu, you are a true warrior! I don't even dare to fight Brother Han when he is angry. I will be scared if he frowns. to die."

Nearly two meters tall, the muscular little brother patted his chest like a coward with a look of fear.

After Fusang took the medicine, he put down the water glass.

His eyes swept over the younger brother's strong chest muscles and biceps: "Are you so afraid of him?"

After all, judging from his size, the younger brother is obviously someone who can overwhelm Zuo Lihan with a single punch.

The little brother didn't know what he thought of, and nodded fiercely in both awe and a little fear.

"I think Brother Han is very angry, you should hide quickly, don't wait for him to come out and catch him."

Fusang folded his arms around his chest, raised his eyebrows slightly: "So what if I catch it?"

"He's going to tear you apart, and so and so and so on."

The younger brother deliberately made a fierce expression, his two big hands tensed like hooks, tearing and scratching at the air.

There was a non-physical performance for Fusang at the scene.

Fusang shook his head speechlessly, and while the younger brother was immersed in the performance, he turned sideways and waved to the little boy.

"Come here, I'll take you to take a shower."

The little boy's dark eyes were full of tension, he really wanted to be more active, but the old clothes on his body were so incompatible with this light and luxurious villa.

Inferiority made his legs feel as heavy as lead.

He couldn't help recalling what the dean's grandfather said to him before leaving.

"Xiaoqi, you must behave well when you go to Ms. Xu's house this time! Although Ms. Xu is only participating in the "Warm Home" love activity of our orphanage to experience the feeling of being a mother, but if you behave well, Ms. Xu will like it. You, maybe she will officially adopt you!"

He secretly raised his eyelids, and quickly glanced at the exquisite decoration of the villa.

A trace of envy and longing appeared in Xiaoqi's eyes.

Suppressing the anxiety and tension in her heart, Xiaoqi silently encouraged herself.

Come on Xiaoqi!

This is your last chance!
You are already 12 years old. If you are not adopted this time, you will have to be an orphan for the rest of your life!

I don't know if the psychological suggestion played a role, Xiaoqi suddenly felt less nervous, he let out a deep breath, and was about to raise his head and chest when Fusang came to him and squatted down.

Under Xiaoqi's surprised gaze, Fusang pinched the bridge of his nose affectionately.

"You have such a serious expression, what are you thinking?"

Because the original owner had lost two children one after another, and his own time was running out, he desperately wanted to experience the feeling of being a mother for once.

In the afternoon, Fusang took his younger brother to the orphanage, and they happened to be holding a "warm home" love activity, so that families who have lost children or have no children can experience the happiness of having children.

Fusang immediately signed up and selected Xiaoqi from a group of children.

He looked very shy, and it happened that Fusang didn't like children who were too noisy.

"……Mother."

After hesitating for a long time, Xiaoqi unnaturally called out to Fusang for her mother.

The smile on Fusang's face froze slightly.

Ah... as expected, I'm still not used to it...

Although Fusang felt uncomfortable being called 'Mom'.

But she could clearly feel the joy emanating from the remaining consciousness of the original owner deep in her heart.

It's all about the mission...

Fusang comforted himself in this way.

She stretched out her hand and hugged Xiaoqi without much effort.

"Let's go, mom will take you to wash Xiangxiang."

(End of this chapter)