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Lu Chen looked like he didn't care about the urchins, but he was not. Although the dishes he ordered were some light dishes that he usually eats, but——

Xia Jiaoyang looked at the two yellow-orange chicken legs, and raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't care, but in fact it was not to protect his shortcomings.

The naughty boy must be very hungry, he finished a bowl of porridge in three or five bowls, his little face became a little hot after eating, his deer-like eyes looked eagerly at Xia Jiaoyang, and wanted to eat another bowl.

Xia Jiaoyang smiled, pushed his untouched bowl of porridge in front of the naughty boy, and brought over the box containing two chicken legs.

"Eating too much at night can't digest, you can only drink another bowl of porridge and eat a chicken leg, understand?"

The naughty boy nodded, and timidly offered to exchange opinions with Xia Jiaoyang.

"Then can I skip the porridge and just eat chicken drumsticks?"

Xia Jiaoyang and Lu Chen looked at each other, and sighed pitifully, before she could speak, it was Lu Chen who spoke first.

"can."

A bowl of porridge, two chicken legs, and a large glass of water.

The urchin who was full burped contentedly, Xia Jiaoyang put down his chopsticks and looked at the urchin.

"Go for a walk when you're full, and wait for Auntie to take you to sleep."

The president's office is covered with carpet, even if the naughty boy steps on it, he won't catch cold. Xia Jiaoyang watched the naughty boy walk back and forth in the office seriously with a smile on his face, and looked up at Cheng Cheng.

"He seems to be afraid of me?"

Lu Chen raised his eyebrows and didn't speak, he wanted you to kill me, look, you've left a shadow on the children, okay?

****

When he was sleeping at night, Lu Chen couldn't accept the fact that the naughty boy was sharing the same bed with him and Xia Jiaoyang, and told Xia Jiaoyang repeatedly to ask D to pick up the naughty boy.

"Shall I arrange him to the presidential suite in Shangri-La?"

Lu Chen kept lobbying behind Xia Jiaoyang. The naughty boy understood Lu Chen's meaning, so he always huddled in the corner of the bed obediently and did not speak.

The urchin in ill-fitting clothes, holding his knees and hanging his head, looks like a puppy waiting to be abandoned. It's very pitiful.

Xia Jiaoyang glanced at the naughty boy, patted the pillow on his hand, and said to Lu Chen without turning his head, "You don't need to sleep with him—"

Lu Chen's eyes lit up, but the urchin's eyes dimmed.

"You go to sleep on the sofa."

Xia Jiaoyang's words were concise and to the point.

If you don't sleep with this kid, you have to sleep on the sofa, and if you sleep on the sofa, you can't sleep with Xia Jiaoyang. Lu Chen made his choice without any consideration in his heart.

"****!"

Lu Chen swears fiercely, before Xia Jiaoyang tidied up the bed, he threw off the quilt and lay down in a rage, the naughty boy was startled by Lu Chen's vigorous movement, his shoulders shook.

He also knew that it was the biggest concession for Lu Chen to let the naughty boy sleep here. Xia Jiaoyang made the bed well to avoid adding fuel to Lu Chen's fire, and did not arrange for the naughty boy to sleep in the middle.

The naughty boy probably knew that Lu Chen didn't like him, even though there was still Xia Jiaoyang between him and Lu Chen, the naughty boy moved very carefully to the side of the bed, almost falling off.

Did this child always look at people's faces before?

Xia Jiaoyang sighed secretly, stretched out his hand, and picked up the urchin's body that was about to fall.

Such sudden intimate contact made the urchin's thin body a little unnaturally stiff, Xia Jiaoyang put him away, and patted the urchin's head.

"Don't be afraid, no one here hates you."