Wen Xiaoluo grabbed the corner of Wen Zhi's clothes, and Ren Zhu'er refused to leave half a step no matter how much she pulled her. Zhu'er looked at the timid Wen Xiaoluo and was a little embarrassed for a while, this child was unwilling to go with her, and she couldn't drag the child to the little master. She is not stupid, from the attitude of the little master yesterday, you can see how much the little master attaches importance to this child, if she really does that, the little master knows that he will definitely avoid some punishment.

Wenzhi also has some helplessness, but Luo'er's situation is the most clear to him, but he is the father, and there is nothing he can do for a while, so he has to look at Zhu'er apologetically.

Zhu'er had no choice for a while, thought about it and said to Wenzhi: "The slave maid went to inform the little master, you wait a while." As he spoke, he lifted his skirt and trotted towards Song Yichen.

I saw Song Yichen sitting in the carriage, covering his mouth and coughing constantly. A well-carved face did not have a trace of blood at the moment, and it was obvious that the situation was not very good. However, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a pair of bottomless eyes kept looking in the direction where Wen Xiaoluo was. Although his face was a little pale, he was in a good mood. But when I saw Zhu'er trotting over alone, her eyebrows wrinkled irrepressibly.

"What's going on?" Without waiting for Zhu'er to speak, Song Yichen asked with some coldness.

Zhu'er chuckled in her heart when she heard this, and suddenly felt bad. But he still replied honestly: "That child is afraid of being bad, and he doesn't want to go with the slave and maid, and the slave and maid really have no choice but to come and call you." ”

Song Yichen didn't speak, he glanced at the grass house in the distance and walked down from the carriage without saying anything.

"Young Master, you ......"

Song Yichen ignored Zhu'er, tightened the cloak on his body, and walked in the direction of Wen Xiaoluo. Wen Xiaoluo's father and daughter were still standing in place, only to see that Wen Xiaoluo was wearing the one that Song Yichen gave her yesterday, and the color of the cloak like snow made Wen Xiaoluo's cheeks more and more delicate and cute, but unfortunately the timid expression on his face greatly discounted this cuteness.

When Wen Zhi saw Song Yichen coming over, he immediately pulled Wen Xiaoluo and saluted Song Yichen. Song Yichen nodded, took two steps forward, and stretched out his hand to gently pull Wen Xiaoluo out.

Wen Xiaoluo seems to have some love for Song Yichen, but it is more like an inexplicable fear, which is very contradictory. A child's mind doesn't know how to hide, and anyone can see it if they pay a little attention. But Song Yichen didn't seem to notice at all, and was still gentle as water towards Wen Xiaoluo.

Brushing Wen Xiaoluo's wind-blown hair, Song Yichen said softly: "Is it okay to go to my brother's house to play, my brother has prepared a lot of delicious snacks for Luo'er." ”

Originally, Wen Xiaoluo still let Song Yichen's hand hold, but as soon as she said this, she shook off Song Yichen's hand and hid behind Wen Zhi. The fear of Song Yichen was clearly written on his face, and it seemed that he couldn't even stop those delicious snacks. Song Yichen looked at his empty palm with some dazedness, and suddenly smiled. There was a sadness in the smile, and no one could have imagined that it would be the look on the face of a ten-year-old child.

"Today...... It makes you afraid to be like this. I only heard Song Yichen muttering in a low voice.

"Don't be afraid, Luo'er, my brother won't hurt you." Song Yichen said and pulled Wen Xiaoluo's hand again, and Wen Xiaoluo's body stiffened the moment Song Yichen held her. But for some reason, he still obediently let Song Yichen pull him in front of him.

"Good." Song Yichen gently patted Wen Xiaoluo's head, and then bent down to hug Wen Xiaoluo. Wen Xiaoluo was not used to this, but he seemed to be afraid of falling, and a pair of small hands hugged Song Yichen's neck tightly. Seeing this, the corners of Song Yichen's mouth hooked upward, and his tone towards others was less indifferent than usual.

"Then I'll take Luo'er away." Song Yichen said to Wen Zhi, his tone obviously with pleasure. Wenzhi was originally worried that Luo'er's temperament would offend Song Yichen, but now that he looks at Song Yichen's appearance, he is afraid that he has a lot of love for Luo'er in his heart, and his hanging heart is also put down.

Song Yichen carried Wen Xiaoluo into the carriage, took out the dim sum that had been prepared a long time ago, and then took out a piece and fed it to Wen Xiaoluo's mouth, and said softly: "I'm hungry, come and eat some dim sum." ”

The expression on Wen Xiaoluo's face was still a little timid, but his eyes lit up significantly when he saw the dim sum on his lips. Song Yichen looked at Wen Xiaoluo's cute appearance, and couldn't help but show a slight smile in his eyes. Seeing that Wen Xiaoluo's hand wanted to take it but didn't dare to take it, the smile in his eyes deepened a little.

"Eat, don't be afraid." The softer and softer tone, coupled with the word 'not afraid', seemed to slowly let Wen Xiaoluo unload some of his precautions against Song Yichen, and finally took the snack that Song Yichen fed to his mouth with a small hand, and ate it in small bites.

Although the Wen family is poor and destitute, it can be seen that Wen Zhi educated Wen Xiaoluo very well. In addition to being afraid of life, there are many other etiquettes. At this time, even if you like the dim sum in your hand, you can eat it in small bites, chew it slowly, and it doesn't look like a poor family eating at all.

Song Yichen didn't speak again, holding his chin and looking at Wen Xiaoluo motionlessly. Those black obsidian eyes were full of imperceptible love, Zhu'er sat aside, and when she saw Song Yichen's appearance, the hand holding the fruit plate shook involuntarily. I don't know if it's her delusion, it seems that since she saw this girl, her master seems to be different from before...... No...... To be exact, it seems that the master of his own family only shows these expressions in front of this child......

Wen Xiaoluo was still young after all, and after eating a few pastries, sleepiness hit him like this. In addition, the carriage was shaky, and a pair of bright eyes blinked a few times before they could not support it and fell asleep crookedly.

Song Yichen shook his head helplessly, sat a little closer, and took Wen Xiaoluo in his arms very carefully, and then whispered to Zhu'er on the side: "Take that velvet blanket, don't be startled if you move lightly." ”

Zhu'er whispered when she heard this, and then took out the velvet blanket from the small cabinet and covered Wen Xiaoluo's body, moving extremely carefully. After this series of actions was done, Song Yichen seemed to be uneasy, and checked left and right, and made sure that Wen Xiaoluo's body was tightly covered before he put his mind at ease.

In the past, at this time, Song Yichen usually lay down and rested in the carriage. But this time, Song Yichen hugged Wen Xiaoluo, and a pair of eyes stared at Wen Xiaoluo almost without blinking, and all that lingered in his eyes was the tenderness that could not be dissolved, and there seemed to be a complex and indescribable emotion in it......

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