Chi You, your panda is hanging on the tree again!

Fourth Master You tapped the handle of the chair with his cold index finger, and the dim light shone on his body, adding a bit of dignity.

Is the kid hungry?

He got up and went downstairs, but saw the ID card that fell from the kid next to the sofa in the hall.

Fourth Master You's eyes were slightly cold, looking at the boy's cute face and the name of "Nan Rong", he broke the ID card with his fingers.

"Choose a name for my panda, and you deserve it too!"

The indoor light cast two shadows on the pillars in front of the villa, Fourth Master You leaned on the marble pillars, watching the silly little pandas catching stars and eating them.

The little cub rolled on the wet grass, thumped a few times, and yelled a few times.

hungry……

Fourth Master You just watched him in the shadows, except for the creases on his body being blown by the evening wind, the movement of his arms around him remained unchanged for half an hour.

The butler watched from afar, not daring to go forward to disturb her.

The evening wind is getting colder and colder, gradually making the skin lose consciousness.

The little boy sat up clutching his deflated belly, the tears hanging from his fluttering eyelashes were like morning dew.

"You, Youyou, I'm going to starve to death..."

Fourth Master You straightened up slightly and just looked at him like this.

The boy wiped his eyes vigorously with his sleeve, but as soon as the sleeve fell off, another drop of "dew" came out.

The little boy began to howl towards the starry sky, and Fourth Master You, who was crying, felt a little soft-hearted.

How can I starve to death in half a day?

Fourth Master You bit his fist, and irritatedly switched the front and back of his two feet. After calming down for a long time, he suppressed the urge to feed the little boy.

It seems that because of crying too hard, the little boy hiccupped.After that, one after another, the small body trembled slightly.

One hiccup after another, the little boy spread his legs, looked down at the grass and began to dig a hole.

Fourth Master You rubbed his chin, not quite understanding the brat's behavior.

The pit was not big, and the little boy spread out his palm, and there was a slightly deformed fruit lying in it.

The little boy took it and sniffed it.

With a sweet taste.

Fourth Master You: The fruit is picked from the ground, right?smell what?The smell of your own urine?

This brat wouldn't stuff this stuff in his mouth!

Fourth Master You thought too much, but the boy just smelled it, and then carefully put the fruit into the hole he dug.

fine……

Fourth Master You just breathed a sigh of relief, and watched helplessly as the little boy licked his little hand with fruit juice and dirt.

Fourth Master You: "..."

Sitting on the ground and burying the soil, the little boy's tears splashed on the soil.

Fourth Master You finally couldn't stand it any longer, and strode up behind the little brat, grabbing his back collar with one hand and dragging him into the villa before the brat could react.

Throwing the little boy to the ground, Fourth Master You leaned against the pillar and took out a cigarette and lit it. After taking a deep breath, he still couldn't hold back the little boy who was still staring at him and weeping. impulse.

Throwing the cigarette on the ground and stomping it out, Fourth Master You bent down and picked up the little boy and threw him on the sofa. His hand suddenly pulled down the little boy's buttocks and exposed it to the air.

The boy panicked, "What, what are you doing!"

Fourth Master You held his waist with one hand, "Fuck you!"

The little brat didn't misunderstand, because he didn't understand, and Fourth Master You didn't correct him, because he was dizzy with anger.

With one slap, the little boy's buttocks trembled like tofu.

"Ahhh!! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

"You are so talented! How dare you marry someone! How dare you find a new master! How dare you stare at me!"

There was a "snap", another slap.

The old housekeeper outside listened to the cries inside, moved the small stool a little further, and rubbed his face vigorously.

Fourth Master You took more than a dozen slaps before letting go of the boy, and he slumped on the sofa and tugged at his neckline.

Comfortable!

His eyes moved lazily to the little boy's butt...

famous?

Fourth Master You immediately regretted it.

Are you being too harsh?

The little boy was crying so hard that his voice was a little hoarse.

Carrying the little boy back to the room, Fourth Master You gently pulled the little boy's arm covering his eyes.But what followed immediately was a slap from the brat.

Hit on the jaw.

The veins on Fourth Master You's forehead twitched, forgiving the brat's audacity.

"Are you aware of your mistake?"

The cub beat him with both hands, crying hoarsely.

"You are wrong! You are bad! Bad guy! Woooooo...you are wrong...hit, hit me!! Woohoo..."

Fourth Master You grabbed his two wrists, "I was impulsive, it didn't hurt too much..." Looking at the little bastard's red buttocks, "Shall I blow it to you?"

Fourth Master You loosened his grip as he spoke, but he didn't expect that at the same time his body was detached from the little boy's wrist, the little boy would...

kicked him in the face.

Fourth Master You was kicked in the face by a brat with a muddy foot...

Ten seconds of dead silence.

The little boy buried his head on the bed, completely cowed.

After the door slammed with a "bang", the little brat dared to raise his head, kicked Fourth Master You's feet and trembled.

After rubbing his face a few times, Fourth Master You threw himself on the sofa again, and cut off a dozen or so cigarette butts under the horrified observation of the housekeeper.

When the last cigarette in the cigarette case was extinguished, Fourth Master You's gaze shifted a little indulgently.

The housekeeper, who didn't know the situation, saw that Fourth Master You's anger had dissipated a lot, so he approached and asked tentatively, "Fourth Master, do you want to send that child some food?"

"Send a fart!"

housekeeper:"……"

The only person who can make Fourth Master You swear is a brat...

The broken ID card was still lying on the ground, Fourth Master You inadvertently glanced at it, and the irritability between his eyebrows deepened a bit.

"You go and apply for an ID card for that brat tomorrow."

The butler didn't dare to ask Fourth Master You why he would jump to this point.

"Fourth Master, that child's name..."

Fourth Master You lay back a few minutes.

name……

Fourth Master You: "His surname is Xiong..."

housekeeper:"……"

Fourth Master You: "It's Xiong Zai'er."

housekeeper:"……"

The butler's old face looked constipated, he weighed his chest with his withered hands a few times before he said bravely, "Fourth Master, do you want to think about it again?"

Fourth Master You's eyebrows and eyes fell lazily on the butler, who immediately lowered his head, pursed his lips and remained silent.

Fourth Master You irritatedly picked up the pen on the table and scratched a few times on a newspaper.

bear cub...

The word "cub" was crossed out by Fourth Master You, and another word was changed.

The butler looked at the three words in the newspaper, and his face softened a lot.

Xiong Zaier...