True Master Feeding Guide

He pursed his lips, looked at Lu Ye embarrassingly, and then whispered, "Actually..."

Lu Ye can't get up or down now, but he's really afraid of his "truth".

He quickly covered the boy's soft lips, and looked at him from top to bottom with his dark eyes: "Shut up."

"..." The child obediently swallowed the words that came to his lips, and looked at him obediently.

But how should I put it, the way the boy on top of him stared at him always made him feel like he was being watched by a beast in the deep mountains, which made him feel a little hairy.

The atmosphere in the room became more and more tense. Slowly, he felt that the boy's gaze on him was gradually drifting away, as if... slowly moving down.

Shen Yan: "..."

He pursed his lips and whispered, "Lu Ye..."

The young man's lips moved, and the soft touch only made Lu Ye feel as if his palm had been electrocuted. His voice sounded muffled through his palm, but it inexplicably aroused the fire in Lu Ye's body to burn more and more intensely. .

Lu Ye clicked his tongue, did not use his hand to cover the child's lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't call me."

"..."

Shen Yan, who was still being pressed by the boy's something, didn't dare to refute at all, and only muttered in a low voice: "Don't look at me..."

"Young master, the old man is back."

His voice was low, and it happened to be covered by Aunt Mao's knocking on the door. Lu Ye couldn't hear clearly: "Huh? What did you say?"

The ears of the young man under him were red, and he pretended not to hear his question, and stretched out his hand to push him: "Get up! Aunt Mao has come to call us."

Lu Ye didn't move, he paused, and said shamelessly, "Kiss me first."

The child's eyes widened and he called him in a low voice: "Lu Ye! Aunt Mao is still outside!!"

Lu Ye wasn't shy at all: "So hurry up and kiss."

"..."

Shen Yan had no choice but to raise her eyes tremblingly and kissed him on the chin.

Lu Ye was agitated by this soft blow, and the soul of the old hooligan was instantly released.

He continued calmly, "Kiss here?"

The child glared at him softly, and two seconds later, he reached out and kissed the boy's lips reluctantly.

But the kiss was not as short as he had imagined. The "old hooligan" let him go after he pressed the back of his neck for comfort, and opened the door with satisfaction on his brows.

At Aunt Mao's age, she couldn't see the reason why the young master from home stayed so long. As soon as the door opened, she subconsciously looked at the "young grandma" in the room.

Lu Ye coughed lightly before she looked back calmly: "Young master, the old man came back from playing chess and is watching TV downstairs now."

Lu Ye nodded: "Understood, I will take Shen Yan down."

After he finished chatting with Aunt Mao and closed the door, he turned his eyes and saw that his own child had buried himself in the quilt, only the scarlet-dyed ears were still exposed.

...just like a bunny.

Moreover, Shen Yan's skin is as white as porcelain, and the dark blue quilt under him makes his skin whiter than snow, and the snow is dotted with red clouds, which is very attractive.

Lu Ye's Adam's apple moved inaudibly, he looked away, and smiled casually: "Get up, grandpa is waiting for us below."

The boy on the bed arched like a rabbit, sat up, and responded slowly: "Oh."

Lu Ye laughed out loud looking at him, and walked downstairs holding his wife's hand.

In his previous life, because of the Shen family, the old man didn't like Shen Yan very much, and always felt that Shen Yan dragged him down. In this life, he can't let the old man hold such thoughts.

But having said that, he feels...

His kids seem a little nervous?

He pinched the child's soft fingertips, lowered his eyes and smiled and asked softly, "Brother Shen, are you still nervous?"

The child lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Lu Ye smiled: "It's not like I haven't seen it before."

"Grandpa..." Shen Yan paused, then whispered, "You don't like me."

Lu Ye felt a dull pain in his chest.

His children have always been very sensitive.

After a while, he forced a smile: "What are you thinking, haven't you seen this before?"

He comforted him jokingly: "My daughter-in-law just got No.1 in a competition and was recommended to University A. She's so good, how can she not be liked?"

Before the boy could speak, he blocked his mouth again: "Don't say you are dirty, brother Shen, you know, your husband won't listen to this."

Shen Yan glanced at him anxiously, then quickly lowered his head.

Lu Ye was helpless, and imitated his way and whispered: "Ancestor, if you have anything else to say, hurry up!"

The little/boy was teased by him and smiled lightly, then quickly pursed the corners of her raised lips, hesitated for a while before saying: "My feet..."

Lu Yezuo paused.

Seeing that he didn't respond, the child said anxiously, "Lu Ye, why don't I see you next time..."

Lu Ye's eyes were flat, and he directly dragged the child by the hand and dragged him down.

Shen Yan's foot was inconvenient. Although he had been getting used to that lame foot for more than ten years, he still couldn't help falling to the side when he was pulled so suddenly.

Lu Ye took him into his arms, lowered his eyes and warned him in a low voice: "If you talk again, I will carry you down."

"..."

A certain ancestor obediently kept his mouth shut.

Grandpa Lu had noticed the movement here a long time ago. Although he seemed to be watching TV, he glanced towards the stairs from time to time.

Sitting next to him, Lu Meng, who chatted with him from time to time, noticed his movements and didn't say anything, but his eyes were darker, and the smile on his face still made people feel like a spring breeze.

Lu Ye brought his wife over, and said first, "Grandpa, this is Shen Yan." He paused, and said shamelessly, "It's my wife who mentioned it to you."

Hearing this sentence, Shen Yan was terrified, and subconsciously grasped his fingers tightly.

Lu Ye squeezed his fingers to comfort him, then continued calmly, "Yanyan, this is my grandpa, called grandpa."

The child carefully glanced at Grandpa Lu, telling him that his expression was normal, and then he shouted, "Hello, Grandpa."

Lu Ye observed Grandpa Lu's expression calmly, and he was relieved when he heard the old man pretending to be reserved and pretending that he couldn't do it.

It doesn't seem to be a problem.

Grandpa Lu coughed lightly. Before he could speak, he saw the boy brought back by that stinky boy subconsciously wanting to shrink behind him. He frowned and said angrily, "What are you shaking? baby?"

While calmly comforting his own child, Lu Ye smiled unreservedly: "That's definitely not the case. Whoever eats children is a decent person. Those things are small and clogged their teeth."

Grandpa Lu glared at him, but his expression became more relaxed: "You're the only one who can say it?"

"That's not true, and it doesn't matter who taught it?" Lu Ye joked, putting one hand on his child's shoulder: "Grandpa, I have already told you that if you make things difficult for my wife, Lu's Then I have to pick my picks."

Although his words were meant as a joke, they were also somewhat serious.

When the old man heard this, his eyebrows were about to stand up: "You're still learning to threaten me, Lu Ye, are you quite capable?"

Lu Ye touched the tip of his nose: "Don't dare."

Even the daughter-in-law is also very important.

If you cry, you have to coax him.

Only then did the old man snort like a child, "What are you doing standing there? Afraid of my old man?"

He said the following sentence to Shen Yan.

The child was still a little cautious while sitting on the sofa, and whispered back to him: "...No."

The old man raised his eyebrows: "You are fooling me, old man, are you afraid that I will hesitate?"

Lu Ye felt that the child sitting next to him clenched his fingers, and he was about to open his mouth to help the child, when he heard the child say softly and earnestly, "It's just nervous."

"Pfft—!" Grandpa Lu was amused by him, but after just one laugh, he immediately straightened his face, as if the person who laughed just now was not his glance. The speed of this expression switch can be called Sichuan opera. change face.

The child froze for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at Lu Ye with some helplessness.

Grandpa Lu coughed lightly, "What do you think he is doing?"

Then, seemingly unintentionally, he asked: "Is it Shen Yan...Which 'Yan'?"

Shen Yan pursed his lips and replied in a low voice, "Yan from Yan'an."

A trace of satisfaction flashed across Grandpa Lu's face, and he asked again as if chatting, "I heard from Lu Ye that your grades are good?"

A thin layer of sweat broke out in Shen Yan's palms. He was not sure what Grandpa Lu meant, so he could only answer carefully: "It's okay."

Grandpa Lu laughed "hahaha" twice: "It should be more than okay, right? I heard from Lu Ye that you were recommended to Q University?"

He expressed his unabashed appreciation for this question. The old Lu family has been in business for so many years, and there are not many educated people in the family. It is conceivable that Grandpa Lu will be so attached to Shen Yan and their "student gods".

Thinking of this, Lu Ye was completely relieved.

Shen Yan was taken aback by his reaction, and after recovering, she pursed her lips and smiled at the old man.

Grandpa Lu didn't care about his reaction, and said to himself: "But as far as Lu Ye's grades are concerned, what did you rely on to win you over? Just that face?"

As he talked, he felt that he was the truth, and nodded: "Well, this brat has nothing to see except his face."

Lu Ye: "..."

I'm really biological?

But fortunately, his wife still turned to him.

The child in his family shook his head and said seriously: "He's fine."

The old man stopped laughing, thought the kid looked funny, and deliberately teased him: "Where is it? I think he is full of problems."

Shen Yan knew that the old man was deliberately joking, but he still counted slowly and earnestly: "He does all kinds of housework, he can also cook, and he rarely fights with others recently. He has a good temper—"

"Wait," Grandpa Lu interrupted him: "You said this thing has a good temper?"

He paused, and said in disbelief: "Don't lie to me, old man, if you say that this thing can cook, I can barely believe it, after all, this thing can be learned—although I think that with this brat's learning He can't learn ability—but he has a good temper?"

If you have a good temper, can you still fight in school every day? !

Lu. This thing. Ye: "..."

I am my own, my surname is Lu, I am my own, my surname is Lu, I am my own, my surname is Lu.

His child nodded and repeated, "He has a very good temper at home."

Grandpa Lu didn't speak anymore, but he obviously still didn't believe it.

The living room fell silent for a while, but Lu Meng, who was sitting opposite Shen Yan, took a sip of his tea and said with a smile, "Sister-in-law, I also want to go to Q University."

Lu Ye frowned slightly and looked at him.

The latter seemed completely unaware of his gaze, and continued, "Can I ask which department you recommended?"

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