Hooking the corners of his lips and putting away the candy with his backhand, Fu Sijin stood up and stretched out his hand to signal to Qingqing: “Let’s go.”
“Where to?” Qingqing asked with a question mark on her head, but still cleverly put her little hand into Fu Sijin’s big hand, and was firmly wrapped by him.
“To buy you clothes.”
Holding Qingqing’s little hand, Fu Sijin bent down slightly and walked forward with her short legs.
He found a good-looking children’s clothing store, and took Qing Qing to buy from it.
“Welcome, how can I help you?”
The shopping guide lady greeted her with a polite but enthusiastic smile, and saw that Qing Qing was wearing obviously inappropriate clothes, but she didn’t show anything unusual.
“Choose a few clothes that suit her.” Fu Sijin nodded at Qingqing.
He doesn’t know how to choose children’s clothes, but it doesn’t matter, just leave professional matters to professional people.
“Okay.” The shopping guide lady quickly picked out several sets of clothes suitable for Qing Qing, each of which fit perfectly, with small skirts and pants.
There is also a super cute cartoon one-piece suit, worn on Qingqing, so cute that makes people’s heart tremble.
Fu Sijin looked at it for a few moments, then nodded in satisfaction: “Wrap it all up.”
He left the address, except for the suit that Qing Qing was wearing, all the other clothes were sent to Fu’s house.
He doesn’t know why, but the dress left on Qingqing’s body happened to be a Totoro jumpsuit.
The short and chubby little chinchilla walked on her short legs, and waddled around Fu Sijin’s feet like a toddler. The hat on her head was crooked, and the distorted cat face was a bit funny. The shopping guide almost couldn’t bear it, and stretched out her salty pig hand.
cough……
She just kindly helped the children organize their clothes.
After buying the clothes, Fu Sijin, who consciously completed the task, was about to leave with Qingqing, but was caught by the cat’s claws again.
“Ancestor, what happened now?”
He is already late for work, which is really a torture for a self-disciplined person who loves work.
“Panties.” Qingqing’s cheeks were red, and the sound was like a mosquito.
“What?” Fu Sijin didn’t hear clearly: “You speak louder, I can’t hear you.”
“Buy trousers, Qingqing doesn’t have panties.” The shy Qingqing stomped her feet, her voice became louder, and she stretched out her hand to a certain store.
Fu Sijin looked at Qingqing’s fingers, his face turned dark.
——Children’s underwear shop.
Not only does he have to take his mother to buy children’s clothes, he also has to take her to buy underwear?
Fu Sijin felt that his bottom line in life was facing a severe challenge.
“You’re welcome to visit next time.”
The opening and closing glass door slowly closed behind them, and the discussion of the shopping guide lady and colleagues could still be heard.
What, “This dad is so warm, he would bring his daughter to buy panties.”, “Are the daddies so handsome these days?”, “The little baby is so cute.”…
Dad? I dare not be, I am her son.
Fu Sijin’s face is no longer enough to describe it as the bottom of the pot. Maybe the overturned palette is more appropriate?
Qingqing raised her head to look at the man with a not-so-good-looking complexion, scratched his head in embarrassment, and sighed slightly.
Xiao Jin is easy to get angry, it’s really hard to bring.
She dug out the small pocket on the belly of the jumpsuit, took out the last candy, glanced at it reluctantly, and then handed it forward like a strong man broke her wrist: “Here.”
Why give him candy again?
Fu Sijin raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, “Don’t you like candy?”
“I like it.” As long as it is a snack, children like it.
“This is your last candy. You’re giving it to me?” Fu Sijin reminded her specially.
“Xiao Jin is not happy, he’ll be happy eating Tangtang.” It turned out to be to coax him.
After being coaxed twice by a three-year-old kid in one day, Fu Sijin didn’t know what he was feeling.
It’s just that the original irritability suddenly calmed down, and the heart wrapped in a hard shell also softened.
He actually vented his grievances against his mother, a three-year-old child who knew nothing.
Fu Sijin half-kneeled, gently put Qingqing in his arms, lowered his head on her little shoulder, and apologized in a low voice: “I’m sorry.”
“Xiao Jin?” Qing Qing subconsciously learned the appearance of Fu Heng in the morning, patted Fu Sijin’s hair with her little hand, as if comforting him.
“I’m fine.” After wiping his face, Fu Sijin adjusted his emotions, and then put on a gentle smile again and took Qingqing all the way to the company.
Meow meow On TPH Chapter 26.1