Meaty meat

The Hitara clan had been urging their subordinates to arrange this lunch early in the morning, and they were still talking in the house, when they heard a maidservant girl come in from outside and said that the master and the little princess were coming, so they hurriedly greeted them.

"I just said why didn't the lord bring the royal sister over, and the lord brought the imperial sister over for dinner, which is really a coincidence."

The Hitara clan stood sideways by the door with a smile on his face, greeting Yongyan and the little princess.

"It's because I just forgot the hour, and I've told you to wait here."

Yongyan looked at her apologetically.

The Hitara clan shook his head, and even the tassels on the hairpin were shaking: "Master, this is a bit heavier, this is what Fu Rao should do." ”

After that, don't talk nonsense anymore, leave a way, and let Yongyan take Xiao Chunian in.

Yongyan was not polite, so he directly took Xiao Chunian and took her into the room, and picked a slightly shorter stool for her to sit on.

After the little princess was ready, Yongyan sat down.

Immediately after that, the Hitara clan sat next to Yongyan.

As for Fan Luo, like waiting for the little master in the Yikun Palace on weekdays, he stepped back and stood behind the little princess.

The maidservants soon presented lunch, and the three of them began to eat, and the happiest of them all was the little princess.

At first, the people took a pair of wooden chopsticks for the little princess, and Xiao Chunian held it in his hand, but it was not good to clip round things.

For example, meatballs.

For a foodie, it is necessary to have meat to eat, they are not happy without meat!

The little princess is also like this, she likes to eat meat, and she eats meat very fiercely on weekdays, and if it weren't for the particularly delicious vegetables, she would never have done anything to them.

This time, she only glanced at it, and fell in love with the round appearance of the flesh of the little ball.

His eyes were shining, and his mouth made a "woo" sound, and the pair of small hands were about to twist one with long chopsticks.

But the meatballs are in the broth, and they are very slippery.

When the little princess poked down with chopsticks, the meatballs rolled away in the soup, and then the little princess stretched out her hand to twist, but the meatballs didn't give Xiao Chu a copper plate face at all.

In my eyes, the little princess who is anxious is still sitting?

Get up, step on the stool, and straighten up to poke it.

Now it's okay, it's very accurate, and the meat balls were suddenly inserted into the chopsticks by the little princess.

With happiness, there is often sadness.

The meatballs that were finally in her hand, before they reached Xiao Chunian's mouth, slipped directly from her chopsticks, fell to the ground, and rolled several times.

She held the small rice bowl in her left hand and picked up the meatballs, and picked up the loneliness.

Thinking of the fleshy little princess, she was suddenly unhappy.

He threw away his chopsticks, pouted his little buttocks, and jumped off, squatting on the ground trying to pick up the meatballs with his hands.

Yongyan and the Hitara clan were anxious when they saw it.

This fell on the ground, and it was already unclean after rolling a layer of dust, and I was afraid that I would have diarrhea when I picked it up and ate it!

The two of them were good at talking, and they stepped forward to persuade and stabilize the little princess, so as to prevent the little princess from picking up the meat balls and eating them.

Finally, the Hitara clan instructed the maid waiting outside to bring a spoon to the little princess, which she used to scoop the soup and meatballs to eat.