So much so that when Nangong Ping pushed the door in with the white porcelain tray, his precise and sharp gaze couldn't help but stagnate.

Under the sun, the girl in white who was doing makeup in the mirror, her skin was so smooth and white that it was almost transparent, her eyebrows were bent, and her pair of bright eyes turned around to look at her with a bright look like amber.

For a moment, Nangong Ping even felt that the clean little girl in front of him was like a beautiful little fairy who sneaked out of the forest and did not eat the fireworks of the world.

It's just that as soon as the little fairy opened his mouth with a smile, all the poetry and painting in front of him were all ruthless at once:

"Lord Wang, what kind of delicious food is served? Oh, how does the prince know that Yu'er is already hungry now? Hehe, wait for Yu'er to take a good look, take a look! ”

Nangong Ping raised his hand at the right time, and unceremoniously knocked off the little white hand that was eagerly stretched out:

"Want to eat? Sit down and eat slowly with chopsticks! What's the difference between grabbing around with a little claw like this and those beggars on the street?! ”

"It's okay if you don't eat anything, but you have to let people drink a glass of water first, right?" Xiao Yu pursed his lips and retorted softly.

The small, delicate and timid voice directly aroused a lot of pity.

Nangong Ping's heart hardened just now, and he couldn't help but soften it again.

Nangong Ping still put down the tray in his hand and patiently scooped a thin bowl of porridge for her first:

"I know that you ran out to drink yesterday and got up this morning, you must be thirsty. So, early this morning, this king specially boiled a thin stalk rice porridge for you. Come, let's drink some of this first, it's good for your body. ”

Xiao Yu's eyes were still a little exaggerated:

"Just drink this porridge soup? There's no bread to eat with it? It's too hard to satisfy hunger, right?! In that case, how many bowls does Yu'er Ren drink, won't she still be very hungry? ”

Stretching out a finger, he nodded to the small dining table with some impatience, and Nangong Ping said with some displeasure:

"Can you speak well and listen to something? You want a snack, right? Isn't it just dim sum? ”

An intricate porcelain lid lifted.

Inside, there are actually a few delicate and cute white rabbit-like white stuffed pastries.

Xiao Yu sniffed with satisfaction:

Uh-huh, it's okay, it's okay. This Nangong prince is finally quite good, and he also took into account by the way, he has to feed himself well.

Before starting to eat, Xiao Yu still glanced at the prince of Nangong who was silently watching him.

picked up the small spoon in his hand, and first helped the prince of Nangong to scoop up a bowl of porridge, Xiao Yu smiled with a mouthful of white glutinous rice teeth:

"Lord Wang, please dine! In other words, if you stay like this and refuse to move your chopsticks, Yu'er will not be able to swallow it! Let's eat together! ”

With a shallow "hmm", Nangong Ping lowered his eyebrows to eat, and in his mouth, he didn't forget to praise:

"Our family's Yu'er, now, is becoming more and more sensible, yes, yes!"

Is this the rhythm of praising an ignorant child?!

If it's really seniority, in addition to the fact that it's difficult to have too much strength in the short term, how can my sister compare to you? In this action, where do you need to praise and motivate?!

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