Dressed as a gangster and his nanny[Transmigration Book]

Early the next morning, Qiu Lu simply took back Huo Huo's evaluation that "the ability to take care of himself is not bad".

At 07:30, Qiu Lu quickly got up and folded the quilt, then washed and wiped her face, and came back after finishing a whole set of procedures, only to find Fang Huo still sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze.

Qiu Lu went over and slapped his hands next to his ear, "Hey, are you still awake from sleep?"

Fang Huo looked up at him slowly, then lowered his head slowly, "No."

"Then why are you standing there?" Qiu Lu stared at him covetously.

Fang Huo tugged at his sleeves with his little hands, and a tinge of red appeared on his fair and tender face, "I, I don't have any new ones..."

The last two words are more and more like the humming of a mosquito. The voice is so small that Qiulu can't hear what he is saying, so he can only put his ear close to him, "What? There is nothing new?"

"Pants."

"What the hell?"

Qiu Lu raised her head in shock and stared at Fang Huo.Fang Huo blushed even more.

Five minutes later, after some communication between the two, Qiulu finally figured out the crux of the problem—it turned out that this young master used to get up early at home and take a shower again, so the underwear on his whole body had to be changed again. But he was suddenly thrown to this place. The so-called luggage was only two bags in total, and there was nothing in it except some necessary daily necessities. He just changed a pair last night, so there was no new pair of underwear left.

After hearing this, Qiu Lu was speechless for a while, and then said, "First of all, you don't need to take so many baths a day."

Fang Huo froze for a moment.

Qiulu educated him, "Our museum is poor, we have to save water and electricity bills, and usually we have to run in the morning, and you have to sweat after washing, so from now on you can wash at night, understand."

Qiu Lu wondered what the young master would think if he was told that Ao Zhiming and the others would only rush in cold water for ten seconds even in winter.

Fang Huo stared blankly at Qiu Lu's serious words, as if he finally realized that the present is different from the past, and replied honestly, "I see."

Qiulu continued, "Also, what about the one you replaced yesterday?"

"what?"

"The underpants you changed yesterday—" Qiulu looked at him suspiciously, thinking that this master would wear disposable ones, right?

Seeing Fang Huo's evasive eyes, and seeing him slowly take out a bag from the cabinet, Qiu Lu became more certain of his thoughts - this guy doesn't know how to do laundry at all, and he doesn't plan to do it at all!Throw it away after wearing it!This is extravagant and wasteful!

However, as Young Master Fang's personal designated nanny, Qiu Lu still has this consciousness. He quickly poured out the underwear that Fang Huo put in the bag that he planned to throw away, took a basin of water, and bent over and squatted hard On-site teaching while washing on the ground, "First put water, then put a little soap on it, rub it like this, make bubbles, and then continue rubbing like this..."

Fang Huo also squatted beside him, watching and nodding obediently, as if he had learned everything.

After Qiulu finished washing and drying the clothes, she simply took care of the nanny to the end, opened Fang Huo's two bags of luggage, and sorted out Fang Huo's two bags of luggage. There are two bow ties, which are useless in City C, but they really don't have any underwear—they put them away for him by category, and put them in the locker next to his bed.

After finishing all this work, Qiu Lu picked up Fang Huo again like a chicken, carried him to the bed and sat up, lifted one of his feet and put it on her lap, then took a sock and put it on his foot.

This behavior of being treated like a three-year-old child made Fang Huo's face blush again, subconsciously retracting his feet, "No need, I, I know how to wear socks..."

While talking, Qiulu had already put socks on both his feet, and when he was done, he lifted him upside down and threw him on the bed, and said with a smile, "Oh, so you can still wear socks?"

"..." Fang Huo's face almost turned into a tomato.

But this person actually helped him do this and that. He was busy like a spinning top for a long time, and Fang Huo had no position to say anything, so he could only say thank you in shame, and secretly swear in his heart, next time At least make progress a little bit and learn to make soap bubbles by yourself.

Qiulu opened the window for ventilation, and when he turned around, he saw Fang Huo standing there in a daze, his little face turned blue and red, smiled, stepped forward to stroke his hair, and comforted him: "It's okay, what's the matter in the future?" Tell brother if you will, understand?"

After finishing speaking, he put on a small satchel and went out, shouting at the door, "Let's go! It's too late for lunch!"

Fang Huo hurriedly followed like a little tail, "Wait for me, Brother Lu."

……

From that day on, Ao Zhiming and others discovered that there was a little follower behind Qiulu.

Almost wherever Qiu Lu went, Fang Huo followed.

At 07:30 in the morning, when we gathered for a run, Qiulu had to be in charge of blowing the whistle. Ao Zhiming and Xiaoliuzi quarreled over a comic book last night until the morning. Go to the back row and knock them on the head one by one, and then go around the line to check, pointing to the second child's sneakers and saying that there are seams, and then tell Uncle Liang to get you a new pair.

He walked around, and Fang Huo followed him step by step like a tail.

Ao Zhiming looked at Fang Huo while clutching the bag that had been beaten out on the top of his head, and said, "What's the matter with that kid? What are you always doing behind Brother Lu? He looks like a ghost behind the scenes."

Little Six rubbed the other bag on his head, and said, "I don't know, it's so close, Brother Lu hasn't noticed it yet, and he's sure to bump into it in a while."

As soon as the words fell, Qiulu stopped walking, and a small head bumped into his back with a "boom", and he staggered, and he didn't curse "who the hell hit me in the back", Turning around, I met Fang Huo's big timid eyes, covering his forehead and looking at him at a loss.

"..." Qiu Lu.

This tail has been following him all morning, Qiu Lu said, "Don't be behind me, go stand in the first row, stand next to Haozi, and run together later."

Seeing Fang Huo Momo dawdling and refusing to move, Qiu Lu slapped him on the back, "Go!"

Fang Xiaowei took two steps, then turned back, looked up at him, and asked in a low voice, "Which one is Haozi?"

There was a burst of laughter from the team behind, and Ao Zhiming pushed a short boy wearing glasses hard, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, and laughed loudly: "He, he is a mouse!!"

The boy called Mouse pushed his glasses and kicked back without changing his face.

"..." Qiu Lu rubbed the center of his brows, raised his voice and yelled in Ao Zhiming's direction, "Still laughing! Who the hell will laugh at me again, and run three extra laps today!"

There was a burst of wailing, Qiulu turned his head, and quickly changed his amiable face, Fang Huo said, "That is Haozi, you go and stand beside him."

Fang Huo had never seen Qiu Lu with such a majestic appearance, so he stayed for a while, said "hmm", and trotted over.

Qiulu looked at his back and narrowed his eyes with a smile.

After the incident in the morning, he felt that he was strong and reliable, and Fang Huo hugged him as if he was his thigh.

Except for other times in the morning, Fang Huo followed Qiu Lu even more closely. He had to stand behind him with a small rice bowl when eating, and he had to stay with Qiu Lu when he practiced boxing and shooting, like an insecure newborn cub. .

At first, Qiulu still felt a little uncomfortable, and wanted to tell him several times not to follow me, I am your nanny, not your bodyguard, how does it look like being inseparable like this every day.

But every time he turned his head, he could see Fang Huo Na's wet puppy-like eyes looking at him, and his heart softened all of a sudden.

After all, he is still a very young child, just came to this unfamiliar place, only kissed him a little bit, who is not clinging to him?

After figuring out this joint, Qiulu calmed down—just as if he had an extra younger brother.

The boss has become a younger brother, and it's quite cool to say it.