It’s so cruel to make the prince cry! Goddess, her vest fell off

Accompanied by four feeble morning calls.

The sleepy lamb floated onto the chair and knocked his head against the dining table, making a slapping sound that made people silent...

Maids: Master, are you still alive?

Shida Dingliu: Are you acting on my mental state?

Xu Zhaoling quickly helped the sleepy lamb up. The lamb's forehead was already red!

Arriving half a beat later, Uncle Yin was greeted by this scene as soon as he entered the small restaurant: Speechless, this is my mother tongue!

In the absence of external enemies, his aunt is her own greatest danger!

If you can’t discipline and stop it, you won’t be able to live anymore...

Uncle Yin had a cold face and strode behind the sleepy lamb who seemed to be unaware of the pain.

He stretched out his hand to grab the person on the back of the chair and pressed his palm. The large range of movements and the coldness of the voice shocked everyone present!

"Master, if you can't sit still properly, you have to stand up and eat!"

Uncle Yin said this in a firm tone.

The sleepy lamb didn't listen to anything. He subconsciously grabbed the paw on his shoulder and threw it forward over his shoulder!

The first time I tried hard with my eyes closed, it didn’t work!

My misty eyes were slightly squinted, and no matter how hard I tried, it still didn't work!

The sleepy little sheep didn't sleep well to begin with, but now he's completely impatient!

"Let go!" Angry! He wants to kill a random passerby to vent his anger!

Uncle Yin was not angry but smiled: "You can't beat me with one hand, what are you talking about!"

The sleepy little sheep clearly heard Uncle Yin's voice this time, and the paste in his head immediately boiled and bubbled.

The back of his head was pushed back, and his big eyes began to carefully look up from an angle.

A pair of old faces as big and as black as the bottom of the pot.

The sleepy lamb's head is almost burnt with paste!

Oh! You sheep, you've gotten into big trouble again!

You actually go to mess with Uncle Yin, who has the power of life and death in the villa. Be careful that this old man puts on small shoes for you, and he will cut off your corn cobs starting tomorrow!

This old man holds a grudge!

Last time a close relative of Xishi came to pay New Year's greetings, and for a late-night meal, he secretly grilled two of his precious koi carp.

Later, when the Bai family in Xishi asked for help from the master, the petty old man went to Nagging Dad several times to turn his back on him. One time, she happened to be there.

As a result, those people from West Market came back empty-handed, so they went back empty-handed, even paying for their travel expenses!

The sleepy lamb immediately smiled in a friendly manner, and the sleepiness on his face disappeared.

"what?"

"Uncle Yin, why are you pinching me from behind?" The sleepy little sheep pretended to be dumbfounded.

Little Teddy Zhao couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The sleepy lamb immediately turned the gun, glanced at the group of pig teammates who couldn't help but laugh, and returned with a fierce grin, and the claws on his shoulders became a little stronger.

"Ah? Uncle Yin, do you have something to do with me?"

The sleepy lamb immediately behaved and continued to act like a good baby.

Uncle Yin sighed, took out a small gold folding comb from his pocket, patted the sheep's head with his other hand, and softened his tone:

"Eat breakfast well. If potassium deficiency is detected a week later, Uncle Yin will have to feed him himself!"

The sleepy little sheep was ashamed, and he was not willing to let Uncle Yin do his hair, so he immediately lowered his head to the dinner plate.

"I'll eat it myself!"

"Isn't it just potassium supplementation?"

"...Why can't this young master just take vitamins?"

The sleepy lamb suddenly woke up, and his round eyes immediately stared at Uncle Yin, who was wearing white gloves again and carefully wiping the gold comb with a white flannel.

Everyone looked in the direction where the sleepy lamb's head was looking up.

Yin Bopi explained with a smile (Gong Huo): "Of course it's because, young master, you have a lot of criminal records!"

"Except for the medicine injected through the injection, most likely it went into your bathroom!"

Uncle Yin spoke seriously, and four pairs of inquiring eyes immediately moved to the guilty sheep.

Guilty Sheep Zai: Although, but, Uncle Yin, you are really disrespectful!

Baiyang stomped on the floor, and for the sake of face, she let out a "hum" as if there were no three hundred taels of silver in this place.

Then on the dinner plate, there was a chopstick of green boiled spinach!

Bai Yang's eyes widened, "No, isn't this breakfast? Why is there such a thing as spinach?"

Xu Zhaoling answered on behalf of Uncle Yin: "Because of vigorous spinach!"

"Get out!" The sheep is about to kick someone!

Uncle Yin stretched out his hand to suppress the bunch of stupid hairs that exploded on Baiyang's head, and said nothing wrong: "Spinach supplements potassium."

Fried lamb: "..."

"I can't bear the green ones, so why are there big sweet potatoes here!"

The Fried Lamb forcefully forked the sweet potatoes on the plate back into the plate of the enthusiastic Teddy, gritting his teeth and wanting to curse!

She really doesn't like eating big sweet potatoes at all!

Arranged next to the big sweet potatoes is the terrifying egg yolk!

Why were these two on her breakfast table at the same time!

The Fried Lamb glared at Uncle Yin, who was still hiding behind her. Uncle Yin, who deliberately ordered her to go down today because of educating children, still gave the unreasonable answer: "Supplement potassium."

There were a few more suppressed laughs at the dinner table.

The Fried Lamb simply turned around the plates by himself. This plate was a meat platter, that plate was a fruit assortment, and there was also a celery salad made by someone who was a genius in the kitchen!

The fried lamb spread his hands and said, "Eat it!"

"This young master is full!"

Top trend of the time:! ! ! "no!"

Si Yuan was taking care of the children again: "If you take a few mouthfuls of this one and a few mouthfuls of that one, you'll be full!"

The fried lamb was unmoved.

Uncle Yin's fingers cracked the ground on the top of the fried lamb's head:

"You still have 13 minutes to have breakfast. The car that will pick you up at : will arrive at the door on time. At o'clock, the suspension bridge of the manor will be down. After the time, you can help with the cleaning in the villa!"

"No matter what kind of hospital you visit, no matter what company you visit, you can always come here to reform me through labor!"

Uncle Yin made insinuations, criticized Sang and Huai, all aimed at the rebellious little lamb in front of him!

The rebellious lamb, who had lost all face today, pouted and was about to knock his head on the table. However, the old butler had quick eyesight and quick hands, and the big palm on his shoulder was too powerful.

Pretending to be dead is no longer an option.

Faced with four pairs of eyes that were obviously mocking him, the rebellious little sheep snorted and said arrogantly: "A gentleman is three feet away from the stage when he is eating, don't you know?"

"This is my standard sitting position, young master."

While yelling and yelling, the anti-bone lamb did not stop shaking his shoulders, trying to shake off Uncle Yin's big palm that restricted his range of movement.

Shi Dadingliu rubbed his eyes and took a male spoon to add some fruit and corn kernels hidden under the celery salad to the lamb.

His voice was a little hoarse: "Eat! Let's talk after eating."

The turntable was spinning too fast just now, and I didn’t look carefully at what was in the white jade bone china salad bowl. The anti-bone lamb said...

What! I lost my temper early!

awkward!

Slowly moving his hand to the spoon, Shi Cheng scooped up a spoonful, and she quickly took another spoonful away.

Uncle Yin: Why would my aunt listen to a little star?

Bad thing!