It's a pity that Wen Xiaoluo was very afraid of Song Yichen, Song Yichen stretched out his hand to him and cried and retreated. If Song Yichen took two steps forward, I was afraid that Wen Xiaoluo would cry. Song Yichen looked at Wen Xiaoluo's face full of tears, but he couldn't cry, and his heart was pinched for a while, but he couldn't do anything......

The fortune teller shook his head, put the fortune-telling flag on the ground, and then stretched out his hand, pulled Wen Xiaoluo, who was still crying, and said, "Good boy, don't cry, watch grandpa play a trick for you." As he spoke, he shook a hand in front of Wen Xiaoluo, and then put that hand behind him. Wen Xiaoluo was attracted by the fortune teller's action, stopped crying, and kept trying to see what was going on behind the fortune teller with a pair of big eyes, and a small face was full of expectation.

Song Yichen could see that Ming Wen Xiaoluo stopped crying, but his eyebrows were furrowed. When the fortune teller saw Song Yichen's appearance, a look of unknown meaning flashed in his eyes, and then suddenly, he stretched out his hand hidden behind his back and collapsed in front of Wen Xiaoluo.

Wen Xiaoluo couldn't help but cry out in surprise, and a pair of bright eyes looked at the rabbit without blinking. The look on his face is that he wants to take it but doesn't dare to take it, which is really cute. The fortune teller gently touched Wen Xiaoluo's little head and said, "Take it." ”

Wen Xiaoluo's eyes lit up immediately when he heard this, and his little hand picked up the rabbit in the fortune teller's hand, looking left and right, and couldn't put it down. For a while, he forgot about Song Yichen, who was very scared.

The fortune teller stood up, smiled at Song Yichen and said, "Did the little boy see it, this kid is afraid of you." And...... It's not something that can be changed overnight. ”

Song Yichen's face glanced at the fortune teller lightly, and said without being salty: "So what? As long as I live in this world for a day, I will always be by my side, as for whether Luo'er is afraid of me. I don't believe that she will be afraid of spoiling her forever? ”

The fortune teller shook his head when he heard this, looked at Song Yichen's eyes with a little more pity, and then glanced at Wen Xiaoluo and sighed: "Love is not long-lived, wisdom is very hurt, it was still like this in the previous life, if it is like that in this life, I am afraid that the things that I think about repeatedly will not come true......" Without waiting for Song Yichen to speak, he picked up the flag on the ground and stroked his beard and left.

Song Yichen didn't stop him again this time, just looked at Wen Xiaoluo, who was still playing with the gadgets in his hand and looked ignorant of the world. The words of the fortune teller kept lingering in his mind, and all kinds of past lives suddenly appeared in his mind. Song Yichen closed his eyes, and the hand at his side clenched into a fist, and slowly released it after half a sound. When I opened my eyes again, I regained my previous indifference.

Song Yichen stretched out his hand and wanted to hold Wen Xiaoluo's hand, but when he was about to touch Wen Xiaoluo's fingertips, he was suddenly dodged by Wen Xiaoluo. Song Yichen looked at his failed fingertips, was silent for a moment, and then said to Wen Xiaoluo: "Luo'er, if you are so willful again, my brother may treat you in a different way in the future." Song Yichen's tone was neither salty nor light, and he didn't know if Wen Xiaoluo understood it. But Song Yichen, who could know what this looked like, scared her......

"It's not too early, let's go." Song Yichen didn't care about Wen Xiaoluo, he bowed down and hugged Wen Xiaoluo. Wen Xiaoluo didn't dare to move, and stiffened herself and let Song Yichen pick her up. After Song Yichen picked up Wen Xiaoluo, he didn't leave immediately, but just stood there in a daze with Wen Xiaoluo in his arms, the expression on his face was a little obscure. Half-ringing, I saw him suddenly laugh, his face full of bitterness.

"What should I do......" I only heard Song Yichen mutter, and then walked towards the restaurant where Zhu'er was.

Wen Xiaoluo had barely spoken before, and now he didn't say a word. A pair of small hands refused to wrap around Song Yichen's neck anymore, as if they were silently resisting. Zhu'er saw Song Yichen and them from afar, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet them. When Meng Buding saw Wen Xiaoluo and Song Yichen's faces, he suddenly felt bad. Something bad must have happened to this one. As a result, I was a little more careful between my words and actions.

"Young master, I ordered some of your favorite dishes on weekdays, as well as some of the signature dishes here, which are almost on at this time."

Song Yichen nodded and said, "Lead the way." ”

Zhu'er took Song Yichen and them up to the second floor and entered the private room. There are already a few dishes on the table, and the smell of food is already coming to my nose when I stand at the door. Wen Xiaoluo's body moved, his body turned unconsciously, and his eyes sneaked towards a table of food. As soon as I saw the colorful and fragrant food, my eyes suddenly lit up again.

Song Yichen hugged Wen Xiaoluo and naturally couldn't see it clearly, but looking at Wen Xiaoluo's moving appearance, he guessed a little, and his face, which was still a little dull, suddenly softened a lot. walked in, put Wen Xiaoluo on the stool and said, "Luo'er is hungry?" ”

Wen Xiaoluo bit his fingertips and glanced at Song Yichen a little timidly, obviously very scared, but he couldn't resist the temptation of the dishes on the table, and finally nodded gently.

Song Yichen touched Wen Xiaoluo's head, recovered his previous expression, and said lightly: "Eat when you're hungry." Then he picked up the chopsticks and first sandwiched a chopstick dish for Wen Xiaoluo.

Wen Xiaoluo's other words seemed to be incomprehensible, but these words seemed to be heard clearly, Song Yichen's words fell, Wen Xiaoluo's little hand immediately couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks and start eating. But even if he is very greedy, Wen Xiaoluo looks very gentle when he eats, and he doesn't look like a child from a poor family at all.

Zhu'er stood aside, saw it clearly, and remembered Wen Xiaoluo's defects, and couldn't help but feel a little pity.

Eating is silent, Song Yichen never speaks when he eats, Wen Xiaoluo only cares about eating, and there is almost no communication at the dinner table. But Song Yichen was sandwiching dishes for Wen Xiaoluo from time to time, although his face was still indifferent, but the doting in his eyes poured out unconsciously.

Zhu'er didn't understand, obviously many things shouldn't appear in a child. However, there is no sense of disobedience in his own master, on the contrary, it is an unexpected harmony. But she didn't understand, obviously her own master and she had only seen the child today, why was there such a strong love that even she could perceive...... I really don't understand......

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