Reborn As the School Hunk’s Dearest Daughter

Even though Fu Pei bought the latest flight back, it was already seven o'clock in the morning when he arrived in the capital, and he still missed Fu Ting's birthday.

From memory, Fu Ting was placed in an apartment outside the most remote urban area in the capital, and a nanny was hired to take care of her personally.

Thinking of how Fu Ting was still looking forward to his pitiful appearance, Fu Pei was burning with anxiety, wishing to see her hug and coax her right away.

It's a pity that it takes three hours to drive from the airport to where Fu Ting lives.

By the time Fu Pei arrived at his destination, it was already around ten o'clock in the morning.

He came back in a hurry, without the key, and slammed the apartment door loudly.

After a while, the nanny came to open the door and was surprised to see the man, "Mr. Fu, why are you back?"

Before getting on the plane last night, Fu Pei greeted her and said that he would not be back in time.

This apartment was built in the outskirts, and cars couldn't get in. Fu Pei ran all the way here.

Sweat rolled down his forehead, dampening his black hair around his cheekbones.

The man's suit jacket was draped over his elbows, and the shirt behind his broad shoulders was soaked with sweat, and his chest was heaving rapidly.

"Where's Fu Xiaoting?" When he spoke, his voice was low and deep, showing hoarseness.

The nanny subconsciously said, "Mr. Fu, Miss is still waiting for you..."

Fu Pei had already strode into the room, and when he stood at the entrance and looked up, he saw a small body curled up on the sofa.

The five-year-old girl was born with delicate milky whites, like a ball of glutinous rice. She was dressed in a milky-pink jumpsuit suit, and the villain was tender and cute.

The little person was lying on her stomach facing Fu Pei, her furry hood covered most of her face, revealing her black shiny curly hair.

There was a double layer cake on the tea table in front of the little girl, and the five candles on it had been extinguished, and the cream of the cake had softened after a night, and the original delicate appearance could not be seen.

Fu Pei's breath was slightly suffocated, and in his deep eyes, the face of the glutinous rice dumpling instantly overlapped with the smiling and smiling pretty girl in his memory, creating a shocking wave.

Fu Pei's eyes were fixed on Fu Ting, and his vision blurred before he knew it.

Seeing this, the nanny said anxiously, "Mr. Fu, you told me to tell the young miss last night that there is no need to wait, but she refused to listen, and insisted that you come back to eat cake with her. No matter how hard I try to persuade you, I can't persuade..."

Fu Pei's eyes contracted deeply, he walked into Fu Ting with trembling steps, and knelt down in front of her.

The man's thick ink-like eyes stared almost greedily at the milk dumpling.

This is the young actor, seeing his little daughter for the first time.

The Fu Ting when he was a child was completely different from the Fu Ting who grew up, but the blood relationship between father and daughter was familiar to the bone marrow.

Xiao Fu Ting's chubby cheeks were buried on the lotus root-like arms, and his whole body was full of milk, which made the young film king feel full of protective desire.

The little man fell asleep with his eyes closed, and his bright red and pink mouth was slightly pouted, as if he was wronged.

The long eyelashes hang down, with a few teardrops on them, obviously the traces of crying, which makes her crystal clear even more.

As Fu Pei watched, the corners of his lips curled up involuntarily.

He stretched out his fingertips, and gently tried to wipe away the teardrops on the little guy's face.

Because of his touch, the little guy's eyelashes twitched suddenly, and his little head shook slightly, wanting to tilt sideways.

Seeing this, Fu Pei's pupils shrank tightly, his movements were faster than his brain's thinking, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to support her little head.

"Well……"

In the next second, Fu Ting's eyelashes opened slightly, spinning like a closed fan, widening the round and clear deer eyes inside.

The little girl who woke up suddenly, her eyes were filled with mist. The moment she saw Fu Pei, she was stunned for a while, and then shrank back in fear.