Dressed up as the biggest dummy in the realm of self-cultivation

Looking down at the bowl, Chen Lan said: "Diandian drink, you're welcome."

As the child said, he got off his bench and tiptoed to serve the soup bowl. Zhu Jianshu hurried over to hold the soup bowl, fearing that the child would smash it.

"No, it's Tuan Tuan, drink Tuan Tuan."

Chen Lan was not stingy, and he knew there must be some in the kitchen, so he generously invited, "Diandian, it's delicious."

Although the number of Zhu Jianshu's visits adds up to a lot, but Zhu Jianshu has never had a meal here.

Chen Lan has already ordered, "Honghong, spoon."

The child took the spoon handed by Hongzhen, just like when he was serving himself a meal, the spoon was always full, and he stretched his arms to get closer to Zhu Jianshu.

The little guy's hands were still not very stable, and the spoon was trembling. Zhu Jianshu hurriedly reached out to hold the little guy's little hand, and helped the little guy hold the spoon steadily.

"Drink in the palace!"

The little guy's eyes were shining brightly, Zhu Jianshu finally bent down and drank the spoonful of fish ball soup, but it wasn't the little guy's way of eating it with a big gulp, and he ate it with an elegant posture.

Zhu Jianshu took out the spoon from the little guy's hand, "I'll do it myself, and Tuantuan will eat it by himself."

"Okay." Chen Lan bent his eyes, and moved the small bowl to the side of the Zhu Jianshu, "Diandian, let's go together."

But the next moment, Chen Lan, who was biting the spoon, raised his eyes and saw An Yeming who was smiling. It was a bad dish, and this is the boss. Do you have to express it?

So the process had to go through it again, and Chen Lan said to An Ye Ming Anli, "Yuyu, it's delicious." Then he looked at Hongzhen, who quickly passed a spoon to the young master again.

Chen Lan said in her heart that she was stupid, so why couldn't she just serve another bowl?

Can't favor one over another, Chen Lan once again took a large spoonful of fish ball soup from a small bowl, the soup was white and thick, with a round and lovely ball rolled in the middle of the spoon, and then sent it to An Yeming.

Unlike Zhu Jianshu, An Yeming didn't take the initiative to pick up the child when he wanted to be fed. Instead, he took the time to watch the little guy move.

The child carefully held the spoon, stared at it with dark eyes, and took small steps carefully step by step, as if he was doing something very important.

Zhu Jianshu's eyes circled around the naive child and the interested lord - it is another thing worth noting that the lord is willing to spend this time playing with the children.

The spoon trembled and trembled, but the soup did not spill out. The child finally moved to An Yeming in small steps.

"My lord, here it is!" The child's voice was full of pride in completing a great event, and his eyes were also bent.

It's hard to say no to.

An Yeming felt that if he teased him again and refused to drink, the child's smiling face would immediately turn into a crying face.

Fortunately, An Yeming was not so vicious all the time. At this time, under the shining eyes of the child, he lowered his head and opened his mouth, allowing the spoon in the child's hand to be successfully delivered to his mouth.

Finally successfully completed the process, the child who was holding the spoon carefully for fear of spilling it, even breathing carefully, let out a long sigh of relief, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Drink well." The little guy looked directly at An Yeming with clear eyes, repeating his search for approval.

But to be honest, An Yeming really couldn't taste what the little guy thought was a great delicacy, but he still reluctantly dealt with the little guy and nodded slightly.

The little guy who got the recognition was even happier, and his whole little face was filled with joy.

"Your Majesty is holding it, Tuantuan's hands are tired."

Handing the spoon to An Yeming, the little guy happily went back to the table, this time the small steps were much happier.

Wow, picked up his own little spoon again, he can finally eat with peace of mind.Just now he digested a lot.

Hongzhen looked at the young master who was eating, and then looked at His Royal Highness and His Majesty who only had a lonely spoon left in their hands. She also felt that she had not done her job properly, so she hurriedly brought two more bowls of Xianxiang The fish ball soup came.

However, although the soup was served, neither of the two actually wanted to eat any more. An Yeming looked at the little guy who couldn't even lift his head after eating, and asked Hongzhen, "Why is he so thin? A year ago It wasn’t like this when I handed over people.”

An Yeming took the spoon and stirred the soup bowl again and again, and asked this question casually, but Hongzhen and the others knelt down and confessed in a panic.

They absolutely dare not treat the young master casually. Although the lord has not visited the young master for more than a year, but the lord Jiwei is there, how dare they be perfunctory, not to mention there is a monthly meeting Your Majesty is here.

"Your Majesty, spare your life. The servants will never be negligent to the young master. They are all doing their best. Your Majesty will clearly observe."

Chen Lan, who was drinking soup, raised his head, and was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Although he knew that this world was very different from before, but he had been living in Yunluoju and had no contact with the outside world. After all, he didn't feel that deeply. Hongzhen and the others, who were tremblingly begging for mercy, reminded him that this world was different.

And he, although he has food and drink now, can he really go on carefree all the time?

He is truly like a rootless duckweed in this world, not even as good as in his last life, at least his life is always guaranteed, and how many crises and dangers are hidden around him in this world?

But despite thinking this way, Chen Lan didn't continue to be stunned, put down the spoon in his hand, and Chen Lan walked over: "Honghong, what's the matter?"

"Your Majesty? Hong Hong is good, don't scare me." Chen Lan looked at Zhu Jianshu as she spoke, "Diandian?"

The little guy has never seen such a scene before, but he sensed that the atmosphere around him was not right, his face that was full of happiness just now was stained with anxiety, Zhu Jianshu gave the little guy a comforting smile: "Master!" , they are quite devoted to Tuantuan."

"As for the problem of Tuantuan's fatness and thinness, Kong Fangzi said that there is no problem with Tuantuan's body."

They have never raised cubs, of course, what the doctor said will prevail, but I didn't expect Master to notice how fat and thin Tuantuan was.

Chen Lan suddenly realized that this was what this person was blaming. What was he suddenly concerned about? It was a big headache.

He said: "Tuantuan is called tall, with a drawstring, and looks good."

The little guy raised his hand above his little head and gestured, "So so high, so tall."

The little guy's immature and innocent voice shattered the solemnity of the room, Hongzhen and the others felt that the little boy's still slightly hoarse voice was like the sound of nature.

The little guy stood on tiptoe and tried his best to raise his hand, but of course no matter how hard he tried to raise it high, he couldn't raise it as high as Zhu Jianshu.

Instead, the little feet were on tiptoe, the little neck was raised and raised, and then fell to the ground.

The child who fell to the ground was stunned, with a dazed face, as if he hadn't realized what happened just now.

The child's clumsy and unlucky appearance pleased An Yeming, but this little guy had nothing to do with that dead stone-carved Xiao Moyi.

But if it really is Xiao Moyi's seed, then it would be too interesting.

An Yeming, who was pleased, said, "Get up."

The child on the ground was very courageous, blinking his big eyes, and said to An Yeming, "Honghong, get up?"

An Yeming hummed in his throat.

Although the meal was delicious, it was full of twists and turns. At the end of the meal, Chen Lan felt sleepy again, so Zhu Jianshu reached out to support Chen Lan's little face that almost fell into the soup bowl.

"Go to sleep."

"Oh."

Zhu Jianshu reached out to pick up the child, and before putting him on the bed, the child fell asleep again.

When Zhu Jianshu and An Yeming left Yunluoju, An Yeming said to Zhu Jianshu, "He is very close to you."

Zhu Jianshu and An Yeming have always been very energetic when talking. He responded to every word of An Yeming with great care, just like now, listening to An Yeming's ordinary words, his heart thumped For a moment, but it didn't affect the speed of his reply.

Zhu Jianshu said with a slight smile: "I live nearby. I will come and visit when I have nothing to do. He rarely sees outsiders. When he sees me, he can bring him some toys. Isn't that more intimate? Children I just like to eat and play.

If the master is not busy, play with him twice, and he will also get close to the master.When the time comes, I will get closer to the master and abandon me. Today, I slept soundly in the arms of the master, and even fed the master his favorite fish ball soup.

Unlike the first time I met him, he was quite unfamiliar to me, and after a few more visits, he became acquainted with me. "

What Zhu Jianshu said was half true and false, he thought in his heart that Tuan Tuan would sleep soundly in his senior brother's arms, it was because he was sleepy, how much more can you expect, child?He can sleep well with anyone.

As for feeding Shizun fish soup, it was because Tuantuan was a good boy, and he didn't like seeing his master Baba sitting there. Wasn't Tuantuan the one who fed him first at that time, and his master just took it along?

Tuantuan must be his first kiss, how could his more than a year of effort be in vain?

"I will come here often in the future. You are doing a good job as a senior brother, and you will continue to maintain it in the future. Your junior brother is close to you, and you should take care of yourself as a senior brother. The second child can't be counted on."

An Yeming's words are too informative - come back often in the future?Junior brother?who?How did you become a Junior Junior Brother?