Go crazy, who can be crazier than you? [Villainous Female Supporting Character]

Holding the koala clinging to him, he said a few words to the person on the other end of the phone and then hung up.

Holding him by the waist and lifting him up slightly, Fu Zhirang carried him towards the bed while asking, "Why are you here so early today?"

"I missed you." Sang Ling hugged Fu Jiaojiao's head and gently nuzzled it.

Fu Zhirang's eyes flickered.

The young girl always said sweet words, making people mistakenly believe that she loved him very much.

Fu Zhirang put her on the bed and tried to coax her to sleep, but she just stared at him with wide, expectant eyes.

She didn't say anything, just stared at him.

Fu Zhirang looked at her for a few seconds, then sighed and pursed his lips, "Want to hear a story?"

"If you insist on telling me, I'll listen."

"..."

Fu Zhirang had no choice but to hold her and start the lullaby. His gentle and soft voice echoed in the room, and Sang Ling closed her eyes in his arms.

As he was speaking, Fu Zhirang stopped.

He silently pulled his hand out from under her clothes and stared at her intently.

The other person puffed out their chest confidently and asked him, "What's wrong?"

"Can't sleep?" Seeing that the little girl was still full of energy after a long time, Fu Zhirang frowned.

Sang Ling pursed her lips, "Hmm~"

Okay, she's not sleepy yet, she's actually quite energetic.

"Then why are you touching me?"

"I just wanted to try and see if touching my abs would help me fall asleep."

The little girl answered confidently, and Fu Zhirang was unable to refute her.

"Can you sleep now?" Fu Zhirang asked her, looking down at her.

"I'll try."

So Sang Ling threw herself into Fu Zhirang's arms, touching her abs while trying to fall asleep with her eyes closed.

Fu Zhirang held back for a while, then looked up pitifully and said, "I still can't sleep."

Fu Zhirang's temple throbbed. He sat up, holding her, and looked her up and down before frowning and asking her a question.

What did you eat today?

"Wang Ma made the meal," Sang Ling answered truthfully, then added after a moment's thought, "and I also had a cup of fruit tea."

What kind of fruit tea?

"I don't know, the cup just says 'Did you have a typo today?'"

"..."

Oolong tea!!!

My precious Sangling was incredibly energetic last night after drinking oolong tea.

It was the middle of the night, and Fu Zhirang was already feeling sleepy, but she was still...

"The Wumeng Mountains connect to mountains beyond mountains..."

Fu Zhirang felt a throbbing vein on his forehead and secretly resolved never to let her touch tea or coffee again.

After finally coaxing her to sleep, Fu Jiaojiao looked slightly tired. She held her on the sofa, gently patting and soothing her, not daring to change her position.

I was afraid of waking the little girl.

Gazing at the moon gradually setting outside the window, starlight shimmered in his dark eyes.

When he looked down at the person in his arms, the starlight in his eyes gathered into the moon.

He slowly lowered his head and leaned closer, his cool lips landing on her soft face, almost lingeringly brushing against her.

A soft sigh escaped his throat.

A hint of obsession flashed across his cold, indifferent eyes, but quickly disappeared as if it had never existed.

Because she went to bed too late, Sang Ling woke up hungry the next day, and when she looked at the sky, it was already noon.

Clutching her rumbling stomach, she lazily rolled over and snuggled into the embrace behind her.

Her waist was wrapped around his arm, trapping her in his embrace, and a hoarse, languid voice sounded above her head.

"woke up?"

Sang Ling tilted her head back, her gaze moving from her Adam's apple to her chin, then across her beautifully shaped lips, before finally settling on her long, deep phoenix eyes.

Fu Zhirang seemed to have just woken up, his eyes still a little sleepy, and he was drowsy and obedient.

He blinked slowly, his eyelashes drooping, his gaze falling on her.

“Mm.” Sang Ling looked at him and answered softly.

After a while, Fu Zhirang lowered his head and affectionately rubbed the little girl's forehead, then sat up in her arms and gently stroked the top of her head with his large hand.

"Did you sleep well last night?" he asked.

Sang Ling, who had slept without a dream, nodded.

Fu Zhirang stared at her for a while, his eyes showing faint dark circles, and seemed to sigh, "As long as you sleep well, that's fine."

He glanced back at the time and touched the little girl's belly.

"are you hungry?"

Sang Ling nodded vigorously, and at just the right moment, a "gurgling" sound came from her stomach.

Fu Zhirang smiled, picked up the little girl, got out of bed, helped her get dressed and wash up, and went downstairs to eat.

At the dinner table, Sang Ling ate one bite after another.

Chew Chew Chew~

Delicious~

Seeing that she was enjoying her meal, Fu Zhirang smiled and wiped her mouth, asking, "Do you want to go out and have some fun?"

He doesn't have to go to the company today, so he can take her out for some fun.

Sang Ling looked up at him and nodded.

Where would you like to go?

"Is anywhere okay?"

"Ah."

There shouldn't be any place in this world that he can't go.

As it turns out, Fu Jiaojiao was too naive; the place Sang Youyou wanted to go was no ordinary place.

"Can we go to the bottom of the sea?" She wanted to see if there were any mermaids.

Sang Ling blinked her big, bright eyes at Fu Zhirang. Fu Zhirang's smile faltered slightly as he looked into those bright eyes.

He thought that the seabed the little girl was talking about must be more than just an underwater amusement park.

Mr. Fu, who had just made a boastful promise, was a little embarrassed and seriously tried to deceive people, saying, "It's too cold underwater, let's change to another place."

Sang Ling frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "Then let's go to the moon."

She wanted to meet the legendary Chang'e and taste her rabbit.

The places the little girl suggested were increasingly outrageous. Fu Zhirang pursed his lips and continued to deceive her, "It's snowing on the moon, it's too cold, let's change it."

It was changed again.

Sang Ling glared at him angrily, "Doesn't he know how to wear more clothes when he's cold?"

As the saying goes, it's colder at higher altitudes, so wear more clothes to keep warm.

Knowing the little girl was upset, Fu Zhirang quickly coaxed her, "Do you want to go to the amusement park? There's a Ferris wheel there."

I've heard that little girls love riding Ferris wheels; maybe she does too.

“I don’t want to.” Sang Ling proved with facts that she was no ordinary girl.

Fu Zhirang was speechless, then sighed helplessly, "So what do you want to do?"

Suddenly remembering something, Sang Ling's eyes lit up, "I know where to go."

Two hours later.

Fu Zhirang stood by the river in casual clothes, his every move exuding an air of nobility, but as he gazed at the flowing water, his feelings were quite complicated.

Turning my head, I looked at the little girl sitting on a small stool with a fishing rod, looking as if she were in deep meditation.

Then look at the row of fishermen sitting along the riverbank, as meditative as she is.

I don't even know how to describe how I feel right now.

Who goes fishing on a date?

Although this date is outrageous, the virtuous Fu Jiaojiao will definitely take good care of Sang Youyou.

They busied themselves, setting up a parasol over her head, placing a small table with fruit and cakes on it, and then carrying a small water bottle back to sit on the small stool next to her.

Open the little yellow duck water bottle and hold it to the little girl's mouth, gently coaxing her.

"Youyou, have some water."

Sang Ling stared intently at the water, took a couple of gulps of water with her usual "glug glug" sound, and continued fishing with focused concentration.

Damn it, the anglers next to her have already caught two fish, and she hasn't caught a single one.