The little milk cat is learning how to be a human being every day

On the contrary, Fu Zhixiu looked a little tired on his face, and his eyes were not bright. He heard the child calling him, but he still stood at the door and ignored him.

In his corner, he could just see the huge clock hanging in the hall. The bronze hour hand fell at 25 degrees, and it was close to two o'clock in the middle of the night. The child hadn't slept yet.

Sleep during early pregnancy is very important, but he has no reason to let himself go until this point?

Do you not want this child and feel dispensable?

I still don't cherish my body at all, and it doesn't matter if my work and rest are chaotic.Thinking of this, the whole complexion has darkened very frighteningly.

But the little cat didn't notice this detail at all. I don't know if it was thanks to the night, or because he was so happy to finally see the long-lost Mr. Fu. He wanted to get up and go to the man next to him, and take a breath of the good-smelling information on Mr. Fu. vegetarian taste.

"Mr. Fu, why don't you talk?" Don't you miss me?Qiao Chuyi stretched out her feet, and lightly landed on the floor, looking for the slippers that she kicked somewhere.

Fu Zhixiu stared at the furry head that was sleeping in a mess for a while, and then spoke in a low voice, "Do you know what time it is?"

There was a hint of rain coming in the tone of his voice, and the atmosphere became a little stagnant in a blink of an eye.

Only then did Qiao Chuyi slowly realize that Mr. Fu's emotions were not right. He realized that Mr. Fu was angry, and the corners of his lips that were originally moved by joy gradually straightened, and an inexplicable emotion suddenly appeared in his heart.

If he lived longer, he would probably understand that this emotion is called loss.

"What time is it?" The man raised his eyes and repeated the question calmly.

Qiao Chuyi lowered his head and shook his head, trying to say that he didn't know, but he couldn't speak for a long time.

His body moved first, he retracted his feet into the quilt, pulled the quilt and moved backwards one buttock after another.

It seems that they want to rely on the distance to create a so-called sense of security for themselves.

He didn't know why Mr. Fu was always fierce and angry at him. His heart seemed to be hit hard by something, smashing the expectations full of him into fine pieces, leaving only a piece of residue.

If people's feelings are not cherished all the time, and they are hit again and again, even if there is food, the cat will run away without any regrets, and will never look back at all.

"Talk." The man tugged at the bow tie on his shirt, loosened it a little, walked a few steps to the bed, and threw the tie on the bed wrinkled by the child's sleep.

"...I don't know." Mao'er's beautiful eyes, which were originally riding on the light, became extremely tight under such approaching questioning.

"I just want to know, what's going on in your mind every day? When I picked you up, you were already an adult."

After finishing speaking, he silently looked at the person huddled under the blanket for a while, then walked into the bathroom, and simply took care of himself.

Qiao Chuyi heard him go into the bathroom, and it was only when the sound of water came out that he slowly poked his head out of the bed.

Rubbing his face against the soft quilt, he forced himself not to think about anything else, secretly sighed that being covered in the quilt was really stuffy, and his chest was stuffy.

Facing the void, he took several deep breaths, going up and down, the dull pain in his chest still didn't dissipate in the slightest.

Simply roll up the fluffy quilt and prepare to go back to your bedroom.

He didn't want to make Mr. Fu angry anymore.

I was thinking in my heart, no matter what Mr. Fu asked later, stop saying that I was waiting for him to come back tonight.Because... [-]% of the replies I got were also sullenly saying that you don't need to wait for me and sleep by yourself.

The kitten was very unhappy, trembling and walking on two thin and soft legs, it returned to the bed in the second bedroom, lying on it, it was full of the smell of some sheets after bathing in the sun.

It smells good, but Qiao Chuyi doesn't like it at all.He buried his face under the sheet, which lingered on Mr. Fu's faint pheromone smell.

Although he was very uncomfortable in his heart, he still couldn't bear it physically, and rolled the quilt all over his body.

It wasn't until Fu Zhixiu came out of the bathroom door that he realized that the child was no longer in the room, and someone had stolen it along with his sheets.

He felt both angry and funny.

In fact, after calming down now, I can roughly deduce why the child ran to sleep in this room, probably waiting for him to come back.

It's just that this method is not advisable. It not only consumes one's own time, but also waits for someone at the expense of one's own health.

This kind of "sacrifice" is stupid and reckless for a company president who talks about projects all the year round.

The quilt was taken away, and he didn't want to wake up the other servants at this time, so he could only go to the second bedroom to bring back another quilt.

When he opened the door, he heard the child breathing heavily. He wasn't so frantic that he wanted to get back his quilt.

But another sheet was pressed under the child and used as a mattress.He rarely slept in the same bed as Qiao Chuyi without doing that.

Seeing that there was no other way this time, I carefully opened some gaps and wanted to lie down, only to notice the child's body trembling slightly...

He was stunned for a while, this child actually loves to cry, crying is also harmful to the body during pregnancy, so he sighed helplessly.

...It's okay to lose your temper with him less in the future, as long as he doesn't do these stupid things all the time.

That night, Fu Zhixiu didn't sleep well.

The people around him were always turning their bodies over and over again. At first he was able to control the child's writhing body with his backhand, but then he heard a few coughing sounds, and there was a growing movement, which made him wake up soon after. up.

In fact, Qiao Chuyi was still asleep, probably because there was no heating in this room, coupled with some ups and downs in her mood, she developed a low-grade fever in the middle of the night.

The itching in the throat made the half-awake and half-dream cat feel uncomfortable, and he couldn't cough it out even if he coughed, and he felt uncomfortable without coughing.

Fu Zhixiu got up quickly and went outside to bring some hot water. He held the water glass in his hand and sipped it. He felt that the temperature was still moderate, so he helped up half of the child's body and fed him some water to moisten his throat.

"..."

"What?" He heard the child's lips moving, and he didn't know what he was muttering.

"……cold."

Fu Zhixiu turned around and took the heating remote control that was neatly placed in the middle of the bedside table, and adjusted the temperature.

His body temperature is high, and he doesn't need to care about the heating supply on weekdays, but the child is shivering violently curled up in the quilt.

The heating hadn't filled the room immediately, so he could only hug him in his arms first, his tentacles were cold.

Hearing that the child's breathing was not smooth due to nasal congestion, he gently ran along his back and fed him some hot water, and then he slowly calmed down.

Fu Zhixiu looked at this face for a while, raised his hand, and wiped the moisture from the corners of the child's eyes with his fingertips, "Why are you crying? Is it made of water?"

Feeling that the child's face unconsciously followed the back of his hand, his expression finally eased a lot.

I took a thermometer to measure it, and called the assistant to arrange for a doctor to come.

Such a fragile little creature really can't be scolded or touched.These days, Fu Zhixiu's frequency of seeing doctors is several times higher than that of previous years.

During the time waiting for the doctor to come, Fu Zhixiu kept holding him, but the child slept more and more soundly, leaving only a man with blue eye circles sitting dryly.

These days, the company has really had a lot of troubles, one after another, the situation is either very serious, or it is often disturbed by some dirty hands and feet, which is very annoying.

When Fu Zhixiu started to work, even he could feel that he was a cold-hearted machine.

He is good at analyzing all the pros and cons, according to the established unwritten rules, to analyze the psychology and expression of the other party, and strive to maximize the benefits.

Therefore, he is unlikely to be able to integrate into a family.This child was the biggest change in his life.

Including Qiao Chuyi, this Omega made of water, even if he has a mental illness, it often makes him angry, and he can't understand what to say.

He has always been used to controlling everything, and everything must develop according to his ideas, but why is it so easy to get sick.

He has to see a doctor to take medicine every now and then. How did he stumble and grow up so big? Based on his observation and deduction, Qiao Chuyi didn't live a very good life before meeting him.

The doctor arrived in less than a quarter of an hour, and together with Fu Zhixiu's assistant, they appeared at the door of Fu's villa.

The butler woke up the moment the doorbell rang, and was still confused about what happened until he saw one of them holding a medicine box and hurried out of the way.

The doctor made a diagnosis for a while, and said to hang a salt water to see if the fever persists, and if the fever persists, he should be sent to the hospital first.

During the injection, you need to wipe off the medical alcohol, probably because of the sudden coolness, Qiao Chuyi began to struggle unconsciously when he was half awake.

"It's okay, just get an injection." Fu Zhixiu was really not good at coaxing people, he fixed the child's hand, glanced at him, and signaled the doctor to stick it in quickly, and don't grind it.

The little cat felt a little pain that was almost negligible, but his body was too uncomfortable, and the person holding his hand was also very strong, the fingertips were a little rough, and the thin calluses made his skin hurt.

I suddenly felt very wronged in my heart, and started to cry wow wow wow, and I had no strength, and it looked like pitiful sobbing and choking to others.

Fu Zhixiu's face sank, "Did you never give anyone an injection? Do you do it so hard?"

The doctor was knocked down with a bite of the pot, so he could only relax his movements, but this did not ease the crying of the child nestled in Mr. Fu's arms.

He was crying like he was about to lose his breath.

Fu Zhixiu hugged him and sat up a little at a loss, and patted him on the back lightly, but he couldn't coax him, so he could only release a little pheromone to coax this little kid who was afraid of pain and could only cry .