The rich family's parents were robbed, and the milk group went crazy for the boss's family

342: ADHD 1-like

Hearing Fu Wanwan's words, the little guy turned around and carefully glanced at the still open door of the box. Instead of saying anything, he stretched out his little hand and grabbed Fu Wanwan, pulling her away.

After walking a few meters, she stood on tiptoe.

Seeing how hard she was trying, Fu Wanwan realized that the little girl had something to say to her.

She squatted down, and the next second, a little ball with a milky fragrance came over and whispered in her ear.

"Sister, it was my brothers who asked me to come here~"

Her brother is unreliable only when it comes to her matters, but he is very helpful in other matters.

Suddenly I feel a little sad about how fat Si.

Fu Wanwan's face showed a hint of surprise, and the next second, she thought of something.

"So you all heard that?"

The little girl answered this question truthfully, "I heard it, but Qingqing didn't understand~"

Fu Wanwan was silent for a moment and then asked, "So they are nearby now, right?"

Qingqing nodded, "Yes! I'll take you there, sister."

Fu Wanwan stood up and followed her.

Behind them, Ming Tianqing also walked out from the door of the box the two had just come out of.

She stood in the corridor and watched the two girls disappear at the end before leaving.

She was still worried, always feeling that Qingqing's timing of appearance was too clever, and the door of the room was not closed when she was talking just now.

Although she didn't say anything she shouldn't have said while she was in the house, if the old man knew about it, she would be scolded by him.

I just hope that the child didn’t hear anything, or forgot about it after hearing it, and never mentioned these words in front of the old man.

There is another thing that Ming Tianqing also feels is a bit strange.

When did Wanwan become so close to Qingqing that they even made an appointment to make candles together?

After thinking about it, she did not go to the main lobby of the hotel to find her husband immediately, but turned around and found the hotel manager to ask.

After learning that Wanwan and Qingqing had spent the entire morning making scented candles together, the doubts in her heart finally dissipated.

It seems like a coincidence.

Still outside the art gallery this morning, the two unreliable brothers had been waiting for a long time.

When Fu Wanwan came over, they didn't ask anything. They greeted her naturally and picked up Qingqing.

If Fu Wanwan hadn't heard Qingqing say it just now, she would really think that they knew nothing.

She felt a little strange and was thinking about what to say when Fu Yueci spoke.

"Is it this scented candle?"

Fu Wanwan raised her head and looked in the direction of his finger. She hummed and asked, "You two are going in too?"

"This is the thing that has been on my sister's mind for so long. I have to go in and take a look."

What the hell is this thing? It’s more attractive than him?

There was someone inside, also here to attend the banquet. She was the daughter of their cousin, so they should call her sister or younger sister.

Fu Yueci stared at the item in the other person's hand for a while, then looked away and commented quietly, "This is boring."

The little girl, who was having a lot of fun, held a persimmon-shaped ceramic container in her hands and said happily, "Brother, I've made this for you."

Fu Yueci, who had just been complaining about being boring, quickly retracted his words.

This is not boring at all, making candles is so much fun.

Seeing her brother's suddenly fanatical eyes, the little girl clenched the container in her hand, thought for a moment, and reminded him seriously.

"Brother, you can't eat this."

This statement is harmless, but extremely insulting.

Seeing the stunned expression on Fu Yueci's face, Fu Wanwan couldn't help but laugh.

Dead memories suddenly come back to life.

The way Fu Yueci stared at the persimmon container stupidly just now really gave people the feeling that he was about to pounce on it and take a bite of it in the next second. No wonder Qingqing kindly reminded him.

"What are you laughing at, Fu Wanwan?" He had just come back to his senses from the joy of his sister saying she would give him a small candle, and when he saw Fu Wanwan's dazzling smile, he felt a little dissatisfied.

"Everyone else is doing it, but you're just standing here watching and saying it's boring. What's wrong with me laughing at you?"

Fu Yueci didn't bother with her. He moved closer to Qingqing, but Qingqing was concentrating on making candles and didn't even give him a glance.

To be honest, if he had the slightest interest in this thing, he would have joined in on it now.

But I just can't bring it up, so I can only be an idle person and talk to Qingqing whenever I have time.

Everyone was focused except him.

It had only been ten minutes and he was already feeling sleepy.

He prefers outdoor activities to this.

After being coaxed by Qingqing to sit there patiently and make a candle, he put down the tools in his hands and began to persuade the people around him to go out and play.

"You've already done so much, let's go and do something else."

But no one paid any attention to him.

Fu Yueci doesn't want to go out alone, it's boring for him.

But he was so bored looking at things that didn't interest him that he didn't even have his cell phone with him.

A cousin in the room offered to let him play with her cell phone, but he refused without a second thought.

So he could only continue to be bored, and during this time he kept trying to find reasons to leave.

Unintentionally glancing at Fu Wanwan's clothes, he spoke as if seeing hope, "Fu Wanwan, you haven't changed your clothes yet, right? Aren't you going to go change?"

Finally, I found a legitimate reason for him.

Seeing Fu Wanwan stop what she was doing, he stood up first as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

"Come on, go change your clothes quickly and don't forget what we came here for today."

Fu Wanwan put down her things and looked at him speechlessly. She was laughing like this, she really didn't even want to act anymore.

But in the end he said nothing and turned to explain to Qingqing.

Although the little girl felt a little disappointed, she also stopped.

She has already learned it, and can bring Sister Wen You to make candles with her in the future, adding another game to play with Sister Wen You.

Fu Huating had no objection at all. He was there to take care of the child. He would play whatever Qingqing wanted to play. He knew a little bit about everything and could play everything.

Not like someone who seems to have ADHD.