Beauty Master: Blackened scoundrels are sick girls

After the family broke down, he never experienced the feeling of being regarded as a treasure, so in love, Dong Zhao was never very confident.

A sensitive child will question everyone's love if he loses it once.

Dong Zhao stood in the yard, looking up at the Qiongshu with a few small white flowers.

My heart seemed to be buried in a mess, without a clue.

His mood was hard to calm, and he didn't know how to relieve the depression in his heart.

Sitting in front of the stone table, he stared at the teacup in front of him in a daze.

His emotions suddenly broke down. He lay down on the table and buried his whole head in the crook of his arms. After the inexplicable emotions came up, he felt inexplicably sad for a long time.

His shoulders trembled uncontrollably, but he still cried.

Little Xun'er came out of the room in a daze, looked around but couldn't find Ye Qiao, so she ran to Dong Zhao, and tugged at the corner of his clothes with her chubby hands.

"Big brother... Xun'er is hungry, Xun'er wants to eat—"

Dong Zhao was slightly taken aback, and quickly wiped away his tears secretly, looking up at him.

"hungry?"

Xiao Xun'er nodded vigorously.

"Hungry? I wonder if that person inside is hungry?" His eyes fell on the door of the bedroom.

He rubbed Xiao Xun'er's head, and said softly: "Wait, big brother will cook for you."

Xiao Xun'er trotted behind him with short legs.

He looked at him with big eyes that didn't work, "Has Big Brother ever cried? His eyes are red."

Dong Zhao was taken aback for a moment, then glanced at him, "Sand must have gotten into your eyes."

Little Xun'er opened her arms, "Then Xun'er helps big brother Huhu—"

Seeing the little glutinous rice dumpling begging for a hug, cute and cute, he couldn't help but think of his elegant, gentle and lovely master.

Bending down, she took Xiao Xun'er into her arms, and walked towards the kitchen.

Xiao Xun'er hugged his neck and rubbed it mischievously on his neck, which made Dong Zhaowen feel itchy.

Little Xun'er lay beside his ear, and whispered: "Big brother is as handsome as Master, and even speaks the same."

"Ok??"

"When the eldest brother was away, I saw Master crying very sadly. I ran over to ask him, but he secretly wiped his tears, saying that the sand blinded his eyes."

Dong Zhao was stunned, "Is...really?"

Xiao Xun'er happily danced and danced, "Yeah, at night when Shizun put his arms around me to sleep, he would always say the name of big brother, sometimes he would wake up laughing, sometimes he would wake up crying—"

"When Xun'er wakes up in the middle of the night, every time she sees Shizun shivering and crying softly in the corner of the bed alone."

"Big brother said that Master is not a little crying bag—"

Dong Zhao stopped in his tracks, his brows furrowed together suddenly, and tears glistened in his eyes.

Dong Zhao didn't come back to his senses until he felt a slight forceful bite on his neck.

"Hiss... Is this child hungry and stupid? Can the neck be eaten? Just chew it."

He hugged Xiao Xun'er and walked quickly towards the kitchen, and only put Xiao Xun'er down when he got to the kitchen.

I started to get busy myself.

Little Xun'er helped him clumsily, picked up a piece of firewood thicker than his arm with all her strength, and walked towards Dong Zhao staggeringly.

"what!"

With an exclamation, the firewood in Xiao Xun'er's hand fell down without holding it firmly, and it was about to hit her two little feet. Dong Zhao took the firewood firmly in his hand with lightning speed. inside.

Xiao Xun'er was terrified, and in a blink of an eye opened her big round eyes and said excitedly: "Wow... Big brother is so amazing! Big brother is so powerful, teach me, teach me—"

Xiao Xun'er shouted: "I want to worship big brother as my teacher!"

After all, before Dong Zhao could react, Xiao Xun'er bent her short legs, lay on the ground with her hands and feet, and cheered happily, "Master, I kowtow to you——"

"Eh!"

Dong Zhao froze.

Looking worriedly at the glutinous rice dumpling kneeling on the ground.

This temperament of cutting first and playing later is really following your father Su Bailang's example!

"Get up, the floor is so dirty."

Pulled Xiao Xun'er up from the ground, lightly patted off the dust on his body, carried him outside the door, and sat on the threshold.

"Naughty, troublemaker, sit here obediently, or I won't give you food."

Xiao Xun'er nodded obediently, her smiling eyes narrowed into slits.

"I got it, Master! Xun'er must be obedient—"

Hearing the word "Master", Dong Zhao trembled slightly.

He was busy with work there, and Xiao Xun'er sat on the threshold obediently, with her chubby little face resting on her two little hands, she turned her head to glance at the people inside from time to time, and asked nonchalantly, "Master, When will it be good, Xun'er is so hungry—"

"It's almost over, little ancestor—"

After being in a hurry, Dong Zhao came out with fragrant and hot chicken noodle soup.

Xiao Xun'er's eyes lit up, "Wow...it smells so good!"

"Shall the three of us eat together?" Xiao Xun'er blinked and asked.

Dong Zhao was slightly taken aback, "Three people? Xun'er is good... Go back to your room and eat."

Xiao Xun'er pursed her mouth, eyes full of disappointment, "Okay—"

After setting up Xiao Xun'er, he took the remaining two bowls of noodle soup and walked towards the bedroom.

Pushing open the door and entering, Ye Qiao's hands and feet were bound by the red silk, and she sat slumped in the center of the hall, her eyes half closed, her face pale.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Ye Qiao didn't look up.

"Master, I just made chicken noodle soup."

Ye Qiao remained indifferent and didn't answer, and didn't even move.

Dong Zhao walked up to him, holding a bowl of delicious chicken noodle soup.

A faint smile curled up on the corner of his lips.

"Master, do you want to eat?"

Ye Qiao turned her head to the side without even looking at it.

Looking at his refusal to be thousands of miles away, the words "I don't really love you" always echoed in his ears, and a layer of frost formed between his brows.

She raised her hand to pinch his thin and tender chin, forcing him to look at her.

The man in front of him had a jade-like face, with warm brows and eyes, but his eyes were as cold as ice and snow.

The more you look at his cold appearance, the more intense the unknown fire in his heart will be.

The white robe on Ye Qiao's body was slightly slanted on his shoulders, and he was wearing a light blue underwear, which made him very thin and slender. The sunken neck, the long robe stretched to the ground, and half of the white tender jade feet were exposed.

Such a pure and indifferent person, wearing a pure white fairy robe, is obviously so refined and abstinent, but a flame is set up in the lower abdomen and burns straight into the heart.

He picked up the noodles and brought them to his mouth and blew them lightly, until they were not too hot before handing them to Ye Qiao's lips.

After holding up the chopsticks and waiting for a long time, Ye Qiao's lips were still tightly closed.

Seeing his indifferent attitude of not eating, Dong Zhao went mad with anger.

You hate me, do you hate me so much?

The cold frost in his eyes gradually climbed up the entire eyeballs, and his expression was gloomy and terrifying.

The voice was so low that it made people tremble, "If the master doesn't eat it, I will have a lot of means later. I advise the master to eat obediently, otherwise... you will be at your own risk!"