When Fu Tinghan came down, the little ones were sitting in the restaurant eating.
This is exactly the same as Nanxia.
Fu Tinghan walked over.
"Good morning, Master Fu!" Uncle Chen was surprised when he saw him coming back, "Master Fu, did you come back last night?"
"Yeah!" Fu Tinghan sat down at the main table and started eating breakfast.
Jinbao's little mouth was stuffed full, and Uncle Chen liked it so much.
"Young Master, eat slowly!"
"Grandpa Butler, the food you cook is so delicious, even better than mommy's!"
Jinbao licked the corner of his mouth and was full of praise.
Uncle Chen was very happy, "It tastes delicious but you have to eat it slowly, otherwise it will be difficult to digest!"
I was also afraid that he would choke.
Fu Tinghan glanced at him, "Your mommy can cook?"
"Nonsense, or else I'll eat what you cook?" Jinbao scolded him.
Fu Tinghan frowned: "Speak carefully!"
It's like a firecracker.
Jinbao turned his head and concentrated on eating.
Halfway through eating, I suddenly saw it was snowing outside again.
"Wow, so beautiful!"
Jin Bao immediately slid off the chair and ran out.
"Young Master!"
Uncle Chen quickly chased after him.
Fu Tinghan looked at his unfinished breakfast, then at the little guy who ran out, put down the tableware, and he got up and followed.
"Wow...it's snowing, it's snowing again!"
Jinbao ran into the snow. Uncle Chen was afraid that he would be cold. "Young Master, come in quickly. You are wearing so little, be careful of catching a cold."
Uncle Chen quickly went into the house to get him clothes.
"Master Fu, I'm going to get some clothes for the young master!"
"Um!"
Fu Tinghan walked out and saw the little guy excited, playing happily in the snow, how could he know it was cold.
"Hehe, it's so beautiful, Daddy, it's so beautiful!"
Jin Bao stretched out his hand to catch the clusters of falling snowflakes. After a while, his head and body were covered with snowflakes.
Like a milk dumpling.
Fu Tinghan walked over and brushed the snowflakes from his hair.
"Like snow?"
"Yeah! I like it!" Jinbao was very happy, "I've never seen it snow before."
No matter how cold it is in Nancheng, it never snows, but it makes him excited.
The corners of Fu Tinghan's mouth also rose, "Is it cold?"
"Hmm..." Jin Bao shook his head, "It's not cold!"
He ran a few more laps, then grabbed the snow and threw it at Fu Tinghan.
"Hehe, there's snow on you too."
The bodyguards watched this scene and admired the little guy's courage.
Fu Tinghan narrowed his eyes, bent over, grabbed a handful and threw it over. The snowballs he kneaded were really solid.
But the force was moderate, and it didn't hurt the little guy's body.
It's also accurate with every hit.
"If you bully the small, I'll hit you, hit you, hit you, you big bad guy!"
Jinbao grabbed a handful, kneaded it and threw it at Fu Tinghan. It was not strong enough and he didn't throw it away.
Fu Tinghan threw it at him again.
Jinbao's eyes lit up when he saw that the snowball he had smashed over had not dispersed, so he picked it up and smashed it over.
"Haha...I was hit."
The snowballs hit Fu Tinghan's shoulders, and a lot of the clothes on his chest were stained, and some fell on his face.
Uncle Chen, standing aside with the bodyguards, looked pleased as he watched Fu Tinghan playing with the little guy.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Fu would also accompany the little guy to play in the snow.
"Haha, you can't catch me!"
"You sneak attack, big bad guy!"
"You are allowed to hit me, but I am not allowed to hit you? You little rascal!"
Fu Tinghan fought back, but he didn't want to take advantage.
The father and son threw snowballs at each other in the heavy snow.
The little guy's laughter came from time to time.
Nan Xia woke up and heard laughter outside. She walked to the balcony, opened the curtains, and then opened the floor-to-ceiling windows. Suddenly, a cold wind blew in with snowflakes.
She shivered, hugged her chest, and looked outside curiously.
I vaguely saw it, downstairs.
Fu Tinghan was playing with his son.
It was snowing heavily, and the father and son were just wearing a sweater, and they were having fun.
Looking at this heartwarming scene, Nan Xia smiled unconsciously.
He still likes Jinbao very much.
Another gust of cold wind blew, and Nan Xia came back to her senses. She glanced at the father and son downstairs again before turning back to the house and closing the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Snowflakes are flying all over the sky outside, it's beautiful.
Nan Xia watched for a while, then tiptoed to sit in the wheelchair. She was so curious just now that she forgot about the pain in her feet for a while.
Fortunately, after taking the medicine for two days, I don’t feel so painful today.
After Nan Xia washed up and changed clothes, she went downstairs.
She held the man's coat and her son's cotton-padded jacket.
"Mrs!"
Uncle Chen heard the commotion and turned around to see Nan Xia coming out and said hello.
Seeing Uncle Chen holding the little guy's coat, Nan Xia smiled.
"They are playing crazy and don't have any clothes on."
"It shouldn't be very cold while playing!" Uncle Chen replied with a smile. After all, there is exercise, but it will be very cold when you stop.
"Jinbao, come here and get dressed!"
Seeing that her son was having so much fun, Nan Xia still called him to come over and get dressed before playing.
"Mommy called me and I won't play with you anymore!"
Jinbao ran away and attacked Fu Tinghan.
He even succeeded in a sneak attack.
He smiled and narrowed his eyes.
As a result, I fell down.
I ate a mouthful of snow.
"Ouch, I fell down on you."
Fu Tinghan strode over, picked him up, and patted the snow off his body.
"If you didn't sneak attack me, you wouldn't fall!"
Jinbao snorted, panting and sweating from playing.
The little face is flushed.
Fu Tinghan quickly picked him up and went back, wiping the snow from his face.
"Hmm...it's so cold!"
Jinbao shrank his neck.
"Come here and get dressed!"
Nan Xia urged.
"coming!"
Fu Tinghan hugged the little guy and moved his long legs faster.
He put down Jin Bao when he arrived in front of Nan Xia, who quickly put on a cotton-padded jacket for his son.
While scolding, "If you want to play, you have to wear more clothes before playing. It's not comfortable to be frozen in this cold weather."
"Hehe, Mommy, I wasn't cold when I was playing, but I feel cold now!"
Jinbao put on his clothes, and Uncle Chen put on his coat.
"go in!"
Fu Tinghan shook off the snowflakes on his body and pushed Nan Xia into the house.
Nan Xia looked at the man and said, "Hurry up and put it on."
She handed over the coat in her hand.
Fu Tinghan thought that she had already entered the house and didn't need to wear anything, but when he saw that she had also brought clothes for him, he felt warm in his heart.
He took it, shook it, and put it on directly.
Wearing a coat on a man's 1.9 meter figure is like walking hormones.
Extremely noble.
Seeing that there were snowflakes in his hair, Nan Xia felt soft.
"Bend over!"
Fu Tinghan didn't know what she was going to do, but he still cooperated and bent down.
Nan Xia raised her hand to sweep the snowflakes from his hair.
When Uncle Chen's bodyguards saw this, they couldn't help but take a second look. His wife was still very good to Mr. Fu.
Fu Tinghan's eyes were deep and his heart felt extremely comfortable.
"I'll do it myself! Be careful I freeze you!"
"I'm not that delicate!" Nan Xia looked at him.
Fu Tinghan looked at her gently, "Xuehuabing, it's better not to touch it."
Nan Xia's heart palpitated.
Fu Tinghan straightened up, raised his hand and shook his hair a few times to sweep away the snow, and then pushed her into the house.
Jinbao stood aside, looking at them, narrowing his eyes with a smile, and ran in quickly when he saw them entering the house.
"Mommy, are you hungry? Let's go have breakfast. Grandpa the housekeeper made a lot of delicious food."
"Um!"
Nan Xia looked at the happy little guy with a smile and responded.
"I'm going to heat it up!" Uncle Chen thought about it for a while, then hurried over to heat it up.
Fu Tinghan pushed Nan Xia directly to the restaurant.
