Looking over from Song Zhao's line of sight, he could only see the young mandible's sharp line, and the sexy raised Adam's apple between the frost-white shirts.

She stood on tiptoe slightly, looked at him at eye level, and said seriously, "I don't like begonia flowers." ”

"So what kind of flowers do you like?" He asked seemingly nonchalantly, the corners of his lips curled up, with a bit of playfulness, "Maybe I can reward you with a few." ”

Song Zhao didn't know why.

"If you think it's possible," Si Yu said nobly, stroking his robe, nobly and coldly, "...... I'd like to let you call me brother. ”

The little girl is squeamish, and she must be very uncomfortable with the loss of an older brother.

For the sake of her infatuation with him, he didn't mind making up for her an older brother.

Although he didn't plan to marry her, he would consider her a sister, just like the little hamster he once raised.

Song Zhao felt that she had a big hallucination.

When Lord Quan said this, he wasn't comforting her, was he?

Song Zhao glanced at him and muttered softly, "It's very immoral to eavesdrop on other people's speeches." ”

He still remembered that the young pervert was a person with a strong sense of morality.

Si Yu turned sideways, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and his deep magnetic voice sank a little,

"Someone else?"

“……”

Your Excellency, you're angry!

“…… Of course, excluding Si Xiaolangjun! Song Zhao said very well-behaved, and his voice was soft and sweet, "Si Xiaolangjun is a good person, he does everything right, he is simply a walking moralist!" ”

Si Yu's face was expressionless.

The little girl is really becoming less and less reserved, but she doesn't have to be so unreserved.

He raised his hand and loosened his neckline, "It's so late, what are you doing here?" ”

"Grandmother asked me to send supper to Si Xiaolangjun!" Song Zhao raised the lunch box like a treasure, and diligently pulled the feeling for his family, "It's all freshly cooked delicacies!" It's delicious. Everyone in my family can care about you, and let you treat the General's Mansion as your own home. ”

The little girl's face was full of invitations, thinking that you must admit your affection, and spare the Song family in the future!

"You don't have to explain." His face was slightly complicated, and he sighed helplessly and melancholy, "I understand." ”

The girl is always shy, obviously has a heart for him, and works hard to send him warmth on a rainy night, but she wants to talk about her family.

He didn't intend to debunk the little girl's hard conscience.

“？” Song Zhao slowly typed a question mark.

What does he understand, and how does she not understand?

wanted to hand over the lunch box to him and leave, but Si Yu suddenly turned around and left.

Song Zhao only followed him into the house like a little tail.

The wing room is luxurious and spacious, and it is obviously arranged for Si Yu with heart.

Song Zhao put the lunch box on the table, and when he turned around, he saw the young man untying his clothes in front of her.

"What are you doing when you take off your clothes?" Song Zhao's pupils shrank slightly, his eyes looked around in a hurry, his embarrassed toes grasped the ground, and he weakly reminded, "I'm still in the house." ”

Si Yu took off his robe and wore only a white bedgown.

He walked over, lowered his eyelashes, stared straight at her, and suddenly smiled, "What are you pretending?" ”

Song Zhao, "? ”

Si Yu's eyes were dark, and because he lowered his head, his white neck formed an extremely eye-catching line.

The neckline is slightly open, the candle flame is reflected, and the collarbone is delicate and beautiful.

A nonchalantly stretched out a finger and poked it at her.

He snorted lightly and said slowly, "Isn't this what you want?" ”

If he hadn't seen the little girl's good intentions to bring him food, as for betraying his lust to repay her?

Because of his move, the distance between the two was suddenly shortened.

The young man's beautiful face was reflected more and more clearly in Song Zhao's eyes.

It's really, very seductive.

"Don't poke me in the face anymore." Song Zhao raised his chin and whispered, although he would be held against the minister, but he couldn't help but feel this grievance,

"You bully me like this, and so do I, I have a temper."

Si Yu laughed.

Is this bullying her?

She probably didn't know what the real bullying was.

The young man sat back at the table with a blank face, dressed in a middle coat.

With one hand, he said coldly, "Come and make vegetables for me." ”

“…… Oh. ”

Song Zhao, who was originally going to leave, faced the bottomless dark eyes of the young man, and stepped forward to give him vegetables from the heart.

Always keep in mind that this is the future of the world-destroying minister, and you can't be provoked!

The dishes are laid out one by one, there are eight dishes in total, and there is also a cup of duck soup.

Song Zhao was not very skilled, and when he was taking the soup, he was scalded by the soup that was shaken out, hissed lightly, and poured it on Si Yu.

Si Yu, "......"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Facing the young man's faint eyes, Song Zhao was weak and afraid.

Miserable! She won't be on the death list of the ministers, right?

"Okay, there are some things you know in your heart, just steal the fun."

Si Yu stared at her, didn't she just give him a dish?

"You don't have to be excited."