The little drama queen is online, and the president's father can't hold it

After dinner, Xiao Yuze was about to leave. Before leaving, she took advantage of the time when Su Ling went to the kitchen to clean up and gave the backup of the video she got from Ai Xi to Fu Yu.

"What is this?" The man took it and looked through it.

"Lingling was bullied at the banquet, don't be too angry when you see this."

After saying this, Xiao Yuze left. The weather was too cold, and she didn't let Su Ling see her off.

After everyone left, Fu Yu went to the study, which was converted from Aunt Yang's previous room.

He glanced at Su Ling who was still busy, then connected the thing to the computer and turned it on.

Hu Daoyan's shameless words and actions immediately caught his attention.

As the video played, Fu Yu clenched his fists tighter and tighter.

At this time, Su Ling finished her work in the kitchen and went to the bathroom. Fu Yu just sat in front of the computer without moving.

Fifteen minutes later, the girl came out of the bathroom in her pajamas.

"Uncle Fu, you have a job."

She walked into the study room while wiping her hair. Fu Yu ended the video and waved to her.

"come over."

"What, are you done with the work?"

"Ah."

Fu Yu raised his hand and touched her undried hair, "I'll go get a hair dryer and blow dry it here."

After the man finished speaking, he stood up and put the girl on the chair under him, and went to the bathroom to get a hair dryer.

After coming back and plugging in the hair dryer, the girl obediently let the man blow her hair.

The other person's slender fingers would massage her head from time to time, which felt so comfortable that she couldn't help but feel drowsy.

"Uncle Fu, I'm so sleepy."

"It's almost done, but you mustn't fall asleep."

Fu Yu lowered his head with a doting smile, his hands moving non-stop, and his hair was blown dry in no time.

"Lingling, I love you," Fu Yu suddenly said with his head down. Even though they were alone, the man still hoped that the girl could hear him clearly.

Su Ling lived up to Qing's expectations. When she heard these five words, especially the last three words, she suddenly seemed to be revived with a shot of chicken blood. She woke up instantly and looked up with eyes wide open.

"boom"

"Well, fuck." Fu Yu's swearing sounded behind him.

Then he fell off someone's back, and lay on the side, holding his nose, unable to breathe due to the pain.

“Uncle Fu?” Su Ling seemed to have practiced the Iron Head Kung Fu. She didn’t feel any pain at all. She just climbed to the man’s chest and grabbed him in surprise. “Uncle Fu, are you serious? Wow (crying)… I finally heard you say this. Woo woo woo, Uncle Fu, I love you too…”

The careless girl didn't finish her words, she pulled the man's hand and shook it, and suddenly she was fixed in her tracks by the flash of red.

"Uncle Fu, what's wrong with you?" She pulled the man's hands away with force. The glaring blood on his face frightened her so much that she was at a loss what to do.

Fu Yu's face and hands were covered in blood, and he was in painful silence...

"Fu Yu, don't scare me. What's wrong with you? There's so much blood."

Su Ling was so scared that she was about to cry. She immediately used all her strength to pick up the man and rushed to the bathroom.

"Fuck, Lingling," my goodness, the way she picked it up almost scared Fu Yu to death.

He didn't know yet that the little guy was so strong. For so long, he almost forgot that the child was still learning Kung Fu.

"Uncle Fu, why is your nose bleeding suddenly? Let me wash it for you."

Su Ling looked distressed. She put the man on the sink and took a basin of water to clean his nose.

"Hiss, be gentle."

It really hurts. Even Fu Yu, a tough guy, shed natural tears of pain.

Su Ling seemed to be in more pain than him. She sniffed her nose, trying to cry but not crying, while gently wiping the blood from him.

Even blowing on him from time to time.

The man looked distressed and rubbed the back of her head where she had just been hit: "Little fool, doesn't it hurt?"

"?" Su Ling was a little confused for a moment. "What? It doesn't hurt. Not really. It just hurts a little in my heart."

At the end of her speech, the girl suddenly lowered her head sadly.

Fu Yu sat in front of her, and Su Ling stood in front of him and wiped his nosebleed.

Suddenly, the man raised his hands, supported the girl's face and leaned over to her. Su Ling immediately hugged him back.

A few minutes later, Fu Yu let go of Su Ling, and the two of them sat in silence. The latter calmed down and picked up the towel to wipe the remaining blood from the man's nose.

"Does it still hurt now, Uncle Fu?"

"much better."

The girl was heartbroken and worried: "Why is your nose bleeding so badly all of a sudden? Let's go to the hospital?"

"..." Fu Yu shook his head helplessly. This little guy really has no sense of pain at all. But let's forget about going to the hospital.

"It's okay, no need to go"

"No, there's too much blood."

"Really? If anything else happens tonight, we can go right away, okay?"

Su Ling was still a little worried: "Then let's observe for one night, and go to the hospital if it gets serious."