Jiu Ye, little ancestor, she is crazy

Seeing his expression, Bo Ling couldn't help but feel a little surprised, wondering in her heart what had happened.

Fu Jiuyan noticed that Bo Ling had woken up, and quickly put away the sadness on his face and asked softly, "Dabao, are you hungry?

How about I ask Nanxuan to go to the hotel and pack some of your favorite dishes for you? "

Bo Ling frowned slightly, pouted her cute little mouth and said, "I don't want to stay here all the time. I want to go for a walk outside and have something delicious to eat."

After hearing this, Fu Jiuyan's eyes flashed with a hint of doting, and he responded softly: "Okay, then I will go with you.

But do you want to walk there, or should I drive you there?"

After thinking for a while, Bo Ling said, "Well... I want to take a walk first, and then take the bus, is that okay?" Her gentle voice seemed to melt people's hearts.

Fu Jiuyan stared at the little ancestor in front of him who was as fragile as a porcelain doll. His face, which was originally as white as snow, looked even paler. His heart was knotted into a ball, and his feelings of pity were beyond words.

"Okay, no problem. I'll arrange for Nanxuan to drive behind us, which will be more convenient. And I'll walk with you."

Fu Jiuyan responded gently, his eyes full of doting.

After a brief pause, Fu Jiuyan seemed to remember something important and whispered, "Wait here for a moment. I'll go back to my office and come back to see you soon. Then we'll go out together."

After saying that, he turned and left. Entering the office, Fu Jiuyan walked straight to the cabinet, opened the door, and took out an exquisite women's windbreaker.

The color of this windbreaker is elegant and fresh, which complements Bo Ling's temperament.

He carefully held the windbreaker and returned to where the little ancestor was, gently draped it over Bo Ling's shoulders, and carefully adjusted the collar and corners.

Then, Fu Jiuyan stretched out his warm big hand, tightly held Bo Ling's slightly cold little hand, and slowly walked out.

Along the way, Fu Jiuyan remained highly alert, fearing any unexpected situation, because he really couldn't bear to see the little ancestor suffer another heavy blow.

At this moment, only this tranquility and peace can slightly soothe his anxious heart.

However, just as the two were immersed in their own thoughts, Bo Ling suddenly slowed down and slowly squatted down.

She raised her head, a hint of weariness in her eyes, and said to Fu Jiuyan coquettishly: "Fu Jiuyan, I'm so tired, can you carry me on your back?"

Upon seeing this, Fu Jiuyan quickly bent down and looked at the adorable little girl in front of him with concern.

He slowly bent down, kneeling firmly on his left knee, his eyes full of doting and tenderness, and gestured to the little ancestor in front of him: "Come up quickly, my little princess."

Bo Ling naturally understood what Fu Jiuyan's move meant, which was that he had agreed to carry her on his back. So, the lovely little girl carefully lay on Fu Jiuyan's broad and solid back.

At this moment, a warm current flowed across Fu Jiuyan's back, as if the warmest spring sunshine was falling on his body.

This kind of warmth is unique and belongs only to this innocent little girl. It is like a clear spring, moistening Fu Jiuyan's heart.

However, this sudden warmth moved the little ancestor, and tears quietly slid down her pink cheeks like pearls with broken strings, dripping onto Fu Jiuyan's forehead.

Fu Jiuyan's heart tightened, and he asked hurriedly with concern: "Why are you crying? Is it because I carry you on my back like this that you feel uncomfortable?"

Bo Ling tried hard to stop sobbing and answered in a slightly hoarse voice: "No... I just..." Fu Jiuyan instantly understood the little ancestor's deep feelings.

He comforted her in an extremely gentle tone: "Don't cry, don't cry. If Xixi wants Brother Jiuyan to carry her in the future, no matter when or where, as long as you ask, Brother Jiuyan will carry our lovely Xixi on his back without hesitation."

Hearing this, Bo Ling nodded slightly, indicating her agreement. Then, like a shy little girl, she whispered, "Brother Jiuyan, am I really heavy?

Why don't you put me down and we can ride in the car together?"

Fu Jiuyan had a faint smile on his face, and his eyes revealed a hint of teasing. He whispered, "What's wrong? Are you feeling sorry for Brother Jiuyan?"

The tone seemed to carry a hint of teasing and ambiguity. The little girl nodded slightly after hearing this, but did not say anything, only a faint blush appeared on her cheeks.

Seeing this, Fu Jiuyan gently put the little girl down, then waved to Nanxuan who was not far away, motioning him to come over.

Nanxuan understood what he meant and quickly drove the car to a place about ten meters away from them and stopped, remaining highly alert.

Then, Fu Jiuyan carefully held the little girl in his arms as if she were a treasure, as if she were a rare treasure.

Then he gently placed the little girl on the back seat and got into the car right after her.

Fu Jiuyan, who was sitting in the seat, still did not let go of his hands, but hugged the little girl tightly, fearing that she would feel uncomfortable because of lying on the car.

At this moment, Nan Xuan, who had been silent all this time, finally couldn't help but ask, "Master Jiu, where are we going now? We need to find a suitable hotel to take this little ancestor to enjoy a meal."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bo Ling beside him interrupted with a slightly low but expectant voice: "Jiuyan, I really want to go to that small noodle shop in the east and try their clear soup noodles. Is that okay?"

Hearing Bo Ling's request, Fu Jiuyan's face immediately showed an expression of great pampering. He responded softly: "Of course, as long as it is a place you like, we can go.

"Nanxuan, let's drive straight to that little noodle shop in the east of the city." After receiving the instructions, Nanxuan quickly responded in a low voice, indicating that he understood, and then drove towards his destination. Along the way, the car was filled with a warm and sweet atmosphere.

After Bo Ling arrived at the destination in a hurry, he rushed into the familiar store without any hesitation.

She ran over like a happy little bird, hugged the store owner tightly, and whispered softly: "Sister, Xixi really misses you, especially the bowl of delicious clear soup noodles you made by yourself."

The boss stared at Bo Ling's slightly pale face and couldn't help but feel pity. He sighed and said, "Xixi, have you been having a hard time recently?

Look at your face, how can you be so haggard?" Bo Ling nodded slightly, indicating his agreement.

At this moment, Fu Jiuyan also followed into the store. Once his eyes caught Bo Ling's position, he could no longer move his eyes away from her.

The boss keenly noticed Fu Jiuyan's fiery gaze, so he asked Bo Ling curiously: "Is this handsome young man your boyfriend?"

Bo Ling's voice was as low as a mosquito: "Hmm... I guess so! Sister, my stomach is growling with hunger."

Hearing this, the boss immediately smiled amiably and responded, "Okay, okay, I got it, little greedy cat.

It still tastes the same as before, right? No problem, just wait a moment, I'll cook noodles for you right away."

Not long after, two bowls of steaming and fragrant clear soup noodles were brought to Bo Ling.

What’s surprising is that each bowl of noodles is filled with a lot of tender and juicy meat and a round and smooth egg.

Bo Ling took a sip of the rich and fragrant noodle soup with great joy, and then couldn't wait to pick up the delicate and silky dragon beard noodles and put them into his mouth, enjoying the satisfaction brought by this wonderful taste.

Fu Jiuyan's bowl was twice as large as Bo Ling's. Seeing this, Bo Ling said, "Sister, your noodles are getting better and better. If you like them, eat more. Look at your complexion, it's really terrible. And Xixi, you seem to have lost a lot of weight."

Later, sister, I'll give you another portion of Tremella soup to replenish your qi and blood. It won't be too sweet because I added sucrose, so you can eat it without worry.

Fu Jiuyan's bowl was twice as large as Bo Ling's. Seeing this, Bo Ling couldn't help but sigh, "Sister, your cooking skills are getting better and better! This noodle smells delicious."

"I'm glad you like it. You look pale lately, so you need to eat more." Fu Jiuyan looked at her gently and put another piece of meat in Bo Ling's bowl. "Eat more. You've lost a lot of weight recently."

Bo Ling smiled, finished the food in the bowl obediently, and did not forget to praise Fu Jinhuan.

Seeing that she had almost finished eating, the boss stood up and went to the kitchen to bring out a bowl of Tremella soup and handed it to Bo Ling, saying softly, "Here, try this freshly stewed Tremella soup to replenish your qi and blood.

It's not too sweet, I added cane sugar, so you can drink it without worry." Bo Ling took the Tremella soup and ate it happily.