Group Pet Mommy is super sweet

"What's wrong with Miss?" The servant at home came over, and everyone's heart was very heavy.

This is an era where everyone can surf the Internet. The servants all know that something big happened at home, and no one dares to rest.

"Fall asleep." Shen Yancheng hugged Jiang Xiaorou, and went directly to the second floor. He knew which room Xiaorou was in. He had been here once before, and he had also entered Xiaorou's boudoir, but he didn't expect to come again today.

He carefully put the sleeping Xiaorou on the bed, and helped her take off her shoes and jacket. Shen Yancheng, who had covered the quilt, wanted to leave, but was afraid that Xiaorou would be too uncomfortable to wake up. The house was full of servants, not even one of them spoke None of the people.

Xiaorou didn't eat all day, but he decided to stay, and even called home to ask the servant to bring Xuanxuan over. When Xiaorou wakes up and sees Xuanxuan, she will feel better.

Shen Yancheng had already seen that Xiaorou liked Xuanxuan very much.

then.

Shen Yancheng then went downstairs, he went to look around in the kitchen, and the servant hurried over.

"Mr. Shen, are you hungry? Do you need us to prepare something for you?" The servant did not dare to neglect.

"You all go to rest! I'll do it myself." Shen Yancheng didn't want to eat by himself, he was afraid that Xiaorou would be hungry, so he wanted to cook some porridge for him, and he could eat it anytime when Xiaorou woke up.

In the kitchen, there was Shen Yancheng cooking porridge. He was busy all by himself, although he couldn't help Xiao Rou, but it was good to be with her when she was feeling sad.

"Daddy." Xuanxuan came.

"En." Shen Yancheng nodded slightly.

"Where's Auntie? I heard that Grandpa passed away. Auntie must be very sad!" Xuanxuan asked.

According to his seniority, Xuanxuan used to be Jiang Yufei's child, and he often came back to Jiang's house. He really should call Xiaorou's father Grandpa, and he always called him that way before, and Xiaorou's father was very kind to Xuanxuan, and Xuanxuan also I especially like my grandfather, and he was also very sad when he heard the news.

"Don't disturb her when you sleep upstairs, go to the next room to rest, I will call you if necessary." Shen Yancheng said.

"Okay, Daddy, then you should go to bed earlier." Xuanxuan went to bed very sensible, and would not cause any trouble for everyone, because he knew that he couldn't help at this time, but as long as he didn't cause trouble, he would be good to his aunt and sister. Daddy's greatest help.

After Shen Yancheng cooked the porridge, he put it in the kitchen to keep warm. As long as the electricity was turned off, Xiaorou could eat at any time when he woke up. He got up and went to the second floor. He wanted to visit her, but when he got to the door, he found Xiao Rou woke up, she was sitting on the head of the bed alone, lying on her lap with her hands hugging her knees, her eyes were innocent.

At this time, she was just a little girl, a little girl who especially needed someone to comfort her.

"woke up?"

Shen Yancheng walked in.

Jiang Xiaorou glanced indifferently, she really cried for too long, her eyes were so swollen that she almost couldn't lift her eyelids.

"You haven't eaten all day, I made some porridge just now, do you want to try it?" Shen Yancheng asked.

He was very careful when talking to Jiang Xiaorou, for fear that something wrong would make her unhappy and shed tears.

next second.

Jiang Xiaorou really started to cry, Shen Yancheng was in a hurry, he didn't do anything, he just made a porridge for her to drink, she didn't want to drink or didn't like porridge, so why did she cry?

Shen Yancheng fumbled around looking for tissues in the room. He found a piece of paper in the drawer under the closet, and directly brought the paper over. With both hands, the tissues flew out and landed on the bed everywhere.

He grabbed a bag randomly, opened it, and handed it to Jiang Xiaorou, but she didn't even want to reach out, and continued to cry.Shen Yancheng quickly took out a few sheets, and wiped her tears clumsily.

"If you don't like porridge and don't drink it, why are you still crying?"

"Which sentence of mine is wrong and makes you feel bad? Or do you feel bad because I'm here? Then I'll leave now, can you stop crying?"

"..."

Shen Yancheng kept drawing papers to help Jiang Xiaorou wipe away her tears. She didn't cry out, she just kept crying, her expression made people feel distressed and frightening. Shen Yancheng couldn't stand women's tears the most. The rhythm of torturing him to death!

soon.

Shen Yancheng ran out of paper in his hand, he grabbed two more packs and opened them quickly.

At this time.

Jiang Xiaorou finally stopped crying.

"When Dad is around, he will also cook for me. Dad's cooking is very good, but I won't be able to eat it in the future. He is gone..." Jiang Xiaorou said, tears still falling.

Only then did Shen Yancheng understand that it wasn't that he didn't do well, but that he did the same thing as Xiao Rou's father, which brought back memories of Xiao Rou, and that's why she cried.

Now, Shen Yancheng didn't know what to say anymore. Although he wanted to ask Xiaorou many questions in his heart, but now was not the time, he chose not to speak, and only helped her wipe away the tears when they fell down.

Jiang Xiaorou cried for a long time before she stopped. The first thing she said was: "I'm hungry, where's your porridge?"

She finally wanted to eat.

"Get it right away."

Shen Yancheng ran so fast, Xiao Rou wanted to eat, and was happier than he was hungry and wanted to eat. He ran to the kitchen, took out the porridge in a bowl, and served it upstairs.

The porridge has just been boiled for a while, and it has been kept warm. Now it is very hot. Shen Yancheng is anxious to let Xiaorou eat the porridge immediately, and to let her recover as soon as possible. He didn't consider how hot the porridge bowl is, and just held it with both hands.

Jiang Xiaorou sat at the head of the bed, looking at the clumsy Shen Yancheng, his hands were burning red with a bowl of porridge, but he didn't feel it at all, and sat down to help her blow the porridge.

"It's very hot, I'll blow it up for you before eating." He said.

The serious appearance of blowing porridge was handsome and warm, Jiang Xiaorou sat on the head of the bed, laying on her lap with her hands hugging her knees, watching Shen Yancheng blowing porridge, she couldn't express the feeling in her heart.