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

After making enough noise, the little girl hugged Fu Yueci's arm and asked him in a soft and cute voice.

"Brother, please don't make me keep trying, okay?"

It's said to be a question, but in fact it's more like acting coquettishly.

"Oh." Fu Yueci supported his chin, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he deliberately dragged out his tone, "Xiao Qingqing doesn't want to try on clothes, what should I do?"

The little girl didn't notice the teasing in his tone and thought he was really thinking seriously. She looked at him intently and nervously with her ears perked up like a kitten.

Fu Yueci suppressed his laughter, "Otherwise..."

"Otherwise, I won't let Qingqing try!"

He was hesitant to say it, and the little girl, impatient, said it for him directly.

After she finished speaking, she looked at her brother's face expectantly.

Fu Yueci couldn't control the smile on his face. He reluctantly moved his gaze away from Xiao Qingqing's soft and cute face and looked at the person in charge in the living room who had an aunt's smile on his face.

"Then all of you stay."

A hint of joy flashed across the eyes of all the responsible persons.

But Qingqing was completely shocked.

She turned her head to look at the clothes in the living room, and suddenly thought of herself carrying so many clothes to open a clothing store.

"Brother!" the little girl was anxious.

"Alright, alright." Fu Yueci coaxed her, "Just listen to brother. If we can't wear them all, we'll donate them so they won't go to waste."

He held Qingqing in his arms and waved to the people in the living room, indicating that they could leave.

Only after the living room quieted down did Fu Yueci let Qingqing go.

"good."

He rubbed Qingqing's already messy hair, got up from the sofa, and went to drink his favorite boiled water.

The little girl looked at the living room full of clothes and collapsed on the sofa with despair.

After drinking the water, Fu Yueci realized that it was not a good idea to keep these clothes in the living room, so he began to think about where to put them.

He walked around every empty room and finally stood at the door of a master bedroom.

This bedroom has the best lighting and view, and is also the largest one in the house, but no one lives there.

Fu Yueci leaned against the door frame, looking a little dazed.

He took out his cell phone from his pocket, found his father's WeChat ID, edited a message and sent it to him.

[Dad, I turned the room that Su Nanxi liked into my sister's dressing room.]

He didn't expect Fu Sihuai to reply immediately, so he was about to turn off his phone.

Just before closing the door, a message popped up.

【Change it】

Staring at the two words on the screen, Fu Yueci's tense heart suddenly relaxed.

He looked up at the bedroom. The room was spotlessly white, with no signs of anyone having lived there.

This is the largest space, so it can be used as a dressing room for her sister.

Fu Yueci turned around and went to find Qingqing. He originally wanted to call his assistant Mu Feng, but when he picked up the phone, he thought it would be good to go out for a walk to relax.

"Qingqing." He called to the little one who had her back to him.

Qingqing ignored him, buried her little head in the sofa, still in a state of autism.

"ignore me?"

Fu Yueci poked her chubby back, leaned closer and asked, "Are you really ignoring me?"

"Okay." He stood up from the sofa, walked to his room and changed into a thicker sweatshirt, then stood by the door and gave her instructions before leaving.

"Brother is going out for a while and will be back soon. Be good at home."

Xiao Qingqing raised her head and looked towards the door, but she was a second too late. She didn't see Fu Yueci, but saw the closed door.

After a moment's pause, she got down from the sofa and walked around the clothes racks.

She walked around the house, looking for any greenery, but the house was bare. The only green thing was the little dinosaur one-piece pajamas on the clothes hanger.

The bored little girl sighed, and suddenly remembered that her third brother had brought his jasmine flowers when he came, and they should be at home now.

So Qingqing started knocking on every door to look for him.

Dad told her when he picked her up this morning that her two brothers were at home.

She knocked on the door of each room, then lay on top of the door to listen for any noise.

If there's no movement, go to the next door.

When Qingqing ran to the next door, the door she had just knocked on opened.

"Brother!" She hurried back, stood beside Fu Xueji's legs and looked up at him.

Originally, she wanted to play with Huahua, but when she saw Fu Xueji, Xiao Qingqing changed her mind.

"Brother, do you want to come out and play?"

Fu Xueji stretched out his hand and let Qingqing hold it.

"Where is Xiao Ci?" he asked gently.

"Go out~" Qingqing thought about it carefully and really remembered what Fu Yue said before he left.

"Decoration..." she said uncertainly.

"Which room are you renovating?"

Qingqing took his hand and said happily, "Brother, I'll take you there, I'll see it~"

Fu Xueji followed behind her, her beautiful eyes lowered.

Qingqing pulled him to the door of a room, "Brother, this is it!"

Fu Xueji took a look, and then suddenly started coughing softly with his lips pressed against his lips. It was not violent, but intermittent, which made people feel uncomfortable.

When he saw the little girl's worried look, he held back, rubbed her head, and asked softly.

"Did he say what he was going to do?"

Qingqing pointed to the living room with her little hand and said truthfully, "My brother bought me a lot of clothes, and there's no room for them. He said he wanted to put them here."

"Is that so..." Fu Xueji spoke slowly, his voice soft and gentle, like a gentle spring breeze.

"I feel a little wronged."

Qingqing knew nothing. After hearing what he said, she quickly shook her head and said, "I'm not wronged, I'm not wronged..."

Just then, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Xiao Qingqing quickly looked towards the door, a little surprised, "Is it my brother?"

"No."

Even if Fu Yueci didn't bring his keys, he couldn't leave without his fingerprints.

Fu Xueji walked over to open the door, and Xiao Qingqing followed him worriedly.

"Brother, could it be a bad guy?"

"No." The voice was like the collision of jade.

Those who can enter this community are either the owners or those brought in by the owners.

When non-owners enter, security will follow them until they leave.

He subconsciously felt that it should be his father's person.

Thinking of this, Fu Xueji opened the door.