Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want

When Fu Tingyan heard the words in the photo, he immediately became nervous.

Who said that when you get older, your memory is bad?

His grandma still remembered pulling Susukino to see the photos.

"Grandma, Susukino and I have something to do, we need to go back to the room."

While talking, I walked in front of Susukino, grabbing Susukino's hand and wanted to walk to the room.

Susukino stood still, looking at Fu Tingyan with cold eyes, and only said three words: "I want to see."

"I am here, what's so nice about the photos?"

What Fu Tingyan meant was, is it good to see real people?

Susukino was unmoved: "I want to see when I was young."

The old lady pulled her grandson's hand away, "You kid, Ono will let him see if he wants to see it. When I was a child, it was much cuter than now."

Fu Tingyan twitched the corners of her mouth, grandma, don't say anything, okay?

The old lady ignored the little grandson. Instead, she took Susukino's hand and walked towards the restaurant. She said as she walked: "Ono, come with me, the family has the most pictures of this kid."

"Okay, grandma." Susukino glanced at Fu Tingyan and found that his face was completely dark, then he retracted his gaze and followed the old lady out.

Fu Tingyan stood upright there, watching the backs of an old and a young disappear in the corner, even if he didn't look at it, he could imagine what Susukino would look like when he saw the photo of him wearing a skirt when he was a child.

He retracted his gaze, turned and walked into his room.

There are many photos of Fu Tingyan when he was a child, and many large photo albums cannot fit.

The old lady showed Fu Tingyan's photos from birth to high school as if offering treasures to Susukino.

"Xiao Ye, look. These are all photos taken when Xiao Yan was born to kindergarten." The old lady took out one of the albums and handed it to Susukino.

Susukino opened it and looked at it from the first picture. The first picture was taken when he was just born. It was a small group of Nuonuo, and it was not obvious that it was Fu Tingyan.

As Zeng grew older, the small glutinous rice dumplings slowly grew, becoming more and more like Fu Tingyan.

But, this beautiful little girl in a skirt is really Fu Tingyan?

In the photo, the little girl wears short hair with long ears and a delicate face. She is wearing a white princess dress. She feels like a little princess walking out of words, cute and beautiful.

After reading all the photos, Susukino asked the old lady: "Grandma, can you give me some photos?"

Because there are so many photos of Fu Tingyan, the old lady readily agreed: "Yes, you can choose a few yourself."

"Thank you grandma."

Susukino chose a few photos, a photo with her eyes closed when she was born, a photo of drinking milk powder holding a baby bottle, a photo of just learning to walk in a princess dress, and a photo with shawl-length hair cut off. A photo of a boy's dress with a skirt off.

When Fu Tingyan was a child, she was really beautiful, and she could easily be mistaken for a girl.

Even though he is wearing boy clothes, he is still very beautiful.

After returning to the room, Susukino stopped at the door of the room and glanced sideways at the study next door.

After thinking about it, he lifted his foot and walked over and knocked on the door.

After waiting for a while, no one came to open the door.

Susukino hesitated for a while, pushed open the door and walked in. He saw Fu Tingyan sitting at the computer desk, wearing a black headset. Even if he didn't see the computer desktop, he knew he was playing games.

She stepped to the side and sat down, glanced at the computer desktop, and the game had just ended.

Susukino said, "I have finished reading the photos."

Fu Tingyan did not squint, preparing for the next game.

Susukino's face was cold, and he continued, "You are prettier than me in your skirt."

Fu Tingyan paused, and the corners of his mouth twitched severely.

Susukino said again, "I chose a few and keep them."

Fu Tingyan pulled off the headset and looked sideways at Susukino. He saw the photo in his hand. He stretched out his hand and wanted to grab it: "Isn't it enough? You want to show off with the photo?"

Susukino quickly withdrew his hand, making him rush for a moment: "I think it looks pretty."

"It looks good in a skirt without you." Fu Tingyan stared at Susukino gloomily, without idle hands, and continued to grab the photos in his hands.

The result was robbed for a long time without grabbing, which made him a little annoyed.

Staring at Susukino's plain watery eyes, wondering if his brain twitched, he suddenly stretched out his hand, clasped the back of Susukino's head, leaned over, and gnawed on his lips.

"You really look like a woman in a skirt." After leaving these thoughtless words, he stood up and left.

Susukino was holding the photo in one hand, and she was stunned. She didn't realize until she heard the door close. Was he crazy?

Fu Tingyan went back to his room and walked straight into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and washed his face with cold water, calming down.

After washing, without even wiping the drops of water, he raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror in front of him.

What did I do just now?

…

There were two days remaining on New Year’s Eve, both inside and outside the Shengyuan Garden, not only with red lanterns but also couplets.

Even the small red lanterns are hung on the ginkgo trees, creating a strong Chinese New Year atmosphere.

Before Qin Shu moved in, Sheng Yuan wouldn't dress up like that, and it was very deserted even during the New Year.

Ever since Qin Shu moved into Shengyuan, even if she didn't watch or say anything during the New Year holidays, the Fourth Master would still tell them to dress up the Shengyuan to give the garden a festive atmosphere.

President Ba squatted under the ginkgo tree, his spirits a little awkward, as if he had suffered a great grievance, hiding here sad.

Ye Luo just stood by and watched, because the Fourth Master had instructed him not to let the overlord go to Qin Shu, lest he kicked Qin Shu in the stomach.

One person and one cat have been in this position for almost two hours.

Tyrant is always getting more and more wronged, Ye Luo's face is grim.

Qin Shu came to nothing, wandering around in the garden, passing through the gate of the moon cave, and seeing Ye Luo standing straight here, following his line of sight, he saw the lone figure of President Ba staying there.

She asked Ye Luo suspiciously: "What's wrong with President Ba?"

"Unhappy." Ye Luo stared blankly.

Qin Shu walked over after hearing the words, then bent down to pick up President Ba and rubbed his head: "Are you still angry?"

President "Meow" looked at her.

"I am pregnant now, so he is very nervous."

"Meow" Ba always looked at Qin Shu with wide eyes, his dark green eyes full of curiosity.

Qin Shu seemed to think of something, and looked at President Tyrant a few times, "Should I find you a companion?"

President "Meow" looked disgusted.

Seeing that Mr. Ba was disgusted, he asked, "Is it okay to find a cat to accompany you?"

"Meow" is sure to come to accompany me, not to grab the fish with me?

Ye Luo just answered the call, after listening to the content, he raised his eyes to look at Qin Shu, hesitated for a while before walking over.

"Mrs. Young, news from the mental hospital."

Qin Shu stared at the mental hospital, isn't that Qin Hai and Mu Lan's mother and daughter?