The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

Fu Jiaojiao came to Mu Changying.

"Sister Fairy."

Her voice is delicate and soft.

Perhaps it was because she cried just now, her eyes were watery, and the first time people looked at each other, there was endless pity in their hearts.

Mu Changying's heart was completely soft.

"Xiao Jiaojiao." As she spoke, she raised her hand and gently stroked Fu Jiaojiao's cheek.

She said earnestly, "Recently, the famous capital city is not peaceful, so it's better to have fewer Jiaojiao."

The girl's fingers were delicate, but there was a very thin layer of calluses on her fingertips.

Fu Jiaojiao squinted her eyes, the hand of the fairy sister is so warm.

She nodded, "Yeah, I will definitely listen to Sister Fairy's words, and I won't go out recently."

This little expression is delicate and soft, extraordinarily well-behaved.

Seeing Fu Jiaojiao's small expression, Fu Huaizheng felt a slight ripple in his heart.

He raised his hand and pushed the mirror frame hanging above the bridge of his nose.

Xiao Jiaojiao was really kind to Mu Changying.

Thinking of the difference in treatment between the two people, I feel a little sour inexplicably, as if the vinegar jar has been overturned.

Mu Changying patted Fu Jiaojiao on the head, and then his eyes fell on Fu Xianxian's body, "Xiao Xianxian, hurry up and take Xiao Jiaojiao home."

Seeing the faint seriousness in her eyes, Fu Xianxian walked in front of Fu Jiaojiao without saying a word.

She gave a non-standard military salute to Mu Changying, "Sister Ying, I promise to complete the task satisfactorily."

Mu Changying nodded, "Go."

Fu Huaizheng: "..."

The jealousy in my heart became more intense.

Heh, he finally understood that Mu Changying's position in the hearts of these two girls was more important than his.

Jiu Qingqing: "..."

Looking at the back of Fu Jiaojiao and I leaving, I feel a little bit reluctant, and my palms itch.

This little girl is so cute, I really want to rub it.

Alas, it is a pity that there is no chance...

but……

Jiu Qingqing's eyes fell on Mu Changying's body, and there was a strong gossip in his eyes.

Although he left, there is still an insider staying here.

As long as you have a good relationship with Dr. Changning, you will definitely know the relationship between that little girl and Dr. Fu just now.

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Mu Changying brought the medical team to the large box that had been reserved. The dean, Mr. Xu and others had been waiting for a long time.

The dean stood up and greeted Lin Shijie for a while before taking his seat.

Lin Yiyi sat in a chair and glanced lightly at the environment of the box.

The box is elegantly furnished, and the tables and chairs are made of high-quality sandalwood.

There was also a small incense burner on the table, the incense was burning, and a faint smoke was floating.

The smell is not strong, and there is no feeling of inferior quality.

The faint fragrance relaxes the tense nerves, making the whole person extraordinarily comfortable.

Realizing this, Lin Yiyi raised her eyebrows, and the displeasure in her eyes dissipated a lot.

She sat on a chair, knocked on the table with one hand, stretched out her hand, and said to the waiter standing by, "Where's the menu?"

Hearing this somewhat unpleasant tone, the waiter at the side quickly handed over the menu and said with a very good attitude, "Miss, please."

Take the menu in the waiter's hand.

Lin Yiyi snorted lightly.

She rested her chin on one hand and looked casually.

Just seeing the name of the first menu, that elegant little face was instantly filled with displeasure.

Mu Changying, who was sitting across from her, had a panoramic view of her expression, and there was a slight layer of teasing in those clear eyes.

Miss Lin's temper is quite violent.

The idea just popped up.

The next second, there was a voice in the box.

"Snapped--"