Reborn As the School Hunk’s Dearest Daughter

That kind of conditioned fear comes from the subconscious of the child.

Excessive fright, even the curly hair of the little man seemed to be raised.

Fu Pei's whole body was as stiff as iron, and he was extremely upset that the glutinous rice dumpling rejected him.

The nanny explained tremblingly, Mr. Fu, don't be angry. You haven't come back for several months. The young lady is young and her memory is not very good. She usually only recognizes people in photos. Maybe she doesn't know you well for a while.

The fact that a daughter doesn't know her father well is simply ridiculous.

However, this is how Fu Ting got along with the future actor when he was a child.

Fu Pei resisted the soreness in his chest, looked deeply at Xiaotuanzi with his black eyes, his Adam's apple rolled, Fu Xiaoting, take a closer look, I'm Dad.

Fu Ting cowered in a corner of the sofa, looking over with her chubby cheeks.

The little girl's eyes were red from crying, like red grapes soaked in a lake, and her voice was soft and nasal, Is it Dad, is it Dad?

In my memory, my father was always fierce, with a cold face all the time, and didn't pay her much attention at all.

But the uncle in front of her, who was very similar to her father, made her want to get close to him so much.

Fu Ting was dubious, wanted to get close but didn't dare to get close, that kind of timid little appearance, just looking at it could make people's hearts collapse.

Fu Pei knew that he had to show 120,000 points of patience at this moment, so he dug out his own photo from his phone and handed it over, Look at what Dad looks like.

Fu Ting held the phone tightly in her chubby hands, looking down at the photos seriously.

She is already very good at recognizing people, and she can tell at a glance that the person in the photo is her father.

While watching, she secretly glanced at Fu Pei with the end of her eyes, glanced at the photo, and glanced at the man. She slid fingers like glutinous rice on the phone, and muttered, Same eyes, same nose, same mouth...

At the end, all the facial features were matched with the photo, and it was finally confirmed that it was not a dream.

The little girl raised her chin, the corners of her eyes and brows fluttered in uncontrollable joy, showing a row of white baby teeth, and she smiled sweetly, It's really Dad, Dad finally came back to see and listen.

While speaking, he couldn't contain his emotions anymore, and rushed towards the man excitedly.

With his fleshy body in his arms, Fu Pei subconsciously hugged his little dumpling tightly.

Dad, Dad, Dad~~

Nai Tuanzi cuddled and cuddled in his arms, calling him softly, as if he was afraid that there was no time and that he would not be able to scream enough.

Fu Pei suddenly wanted to laugh, the little fool was so unreserved no matter when he was growing up or when he was a child.

Fu Ting suddenly thought of something, jumped out of Fu Pei's arms with a swipe, and jumped out on his feet, curling up his bare toes.

He lowered his head very nervously, and said in a low voice, I'm sorry, Dad, I will definitely keep my voice down next time.

Fu Pei's heart tightened again. The reason why Nai Tuanzi was so flustered was because he would pay too much attention to his career in the future, and he was afraid that someone would find out that he had a daughter one day, so no matter when and where, he asked Fu Ting to keep a low profile and not call him loudly. , so as not to be heard by interested people.

The little girl is so young, but she remembers this kind of thing so clearly, which shows how much she cares.

The man was absent-minded for a moment, his jaw was slightly tense, and he said in a low voice, It's okay, you can call Dad whatever you want in the future.

Fu Ting blinked ignorantly, not understanding why her father suddenly changed his face, and didn't know what to do for a while.

After all, the shadow from birth to the present has covered the little man for five years, and he will not be able to change it for a while.

Fu Pei planned to slowly heal the scar he left on his daughter's heart, and approached the little guy calmly.

The man lowered his body, kept the same vision as Xiaotuanzi, his black eyes met her, his voice was extremely gentle, Dad was busy with work last night, I'm sorry I missed Fu Xiaoting's birthday, can I make it up for you today?

This sentence, which was late for a lifetime, was finally made up by the young actor.

Fu Ting's disappointment, which he had waited all night, suddenly burst out, and deep grievances filled his watery eyes, But birthday, it's over.

Xiaotuanzi rubbed his sore eyes, his little head drooped, and a pair of ears seemed to be drooping down on his head, feeling extremely sad, The cake is broken, I can't eat it.