Fu Chen'an stood in place, looked at it for a while, and then prepared to leave.

Although, he often feels that this world is extremely boring, but as a prince and marshal, what he should do must be done.

Recently, however, he has had a strong desire to resign.

He didn't have to do any work, and the days when he hugged his little one in the sun were quite interesting.

As soon as he took two steps, Fu Chen'an heard a voice behind him.

He stopped, turned to look back.

Then, I saw the little girl who was lying on the corpse and basking in the sun very well, and slowly got up from the bed.

"What do you want to do?" He asked her in an extremely gentle tone.

Obviously, he didn't get an answer from his own autistic sunflower.

Fu Chen'an waited patiently in place, and then saw the little guy walk up to him slowly, and then took his hand.

It was as if I had suddenly been approached by some cute little animal, and a somewhat indescribable feeling came from where the two were holding hands.

Her strength was not great, but because Fu Chen'an was too obedient, the two came to the bedside.

As soon as she got to the bedside, she let go.

Fu Chen'an lowered her eyes, looked at the sun flower, and waited for her next move.

Three seconds later, he was pushed into the chair by her.

In another three seconds, she crawled into his arms.

In another second, she pulled his hand and put it on her back.

Because of Junni's series of actions, an obvious smile appeared in Fu Chen'an's narrow and beautiful eyes.

Where is this autistic sunflower?

It's clearly a greedy imp.

Now just basking in the sun can't satisfy her, and she wants him to hug her.

Although he thought so in his heart, in terms of action, Fu Chenan still obediently patted Junni on the back.

As for those things to do, it is not impossible to do them later.

Junni was held by Fu Chen'an to bask in the sun, squinting very enjoyingly.

Fu Chen'an had been paying attention to Junni, and when he saw her like this, he was in a very good mood.

He thought to himself that even if she had a conscience, she had not completely forgotten him as soon as she saw the sun.

But thinking of what she did at the beginning, I couldn't help pinching her face.

Jun Ni was suddenly pinched in the face, and glanced at Fu Chen'an in confusion, as if asking: What are you doing?

Fu Chen'an looked at such Junni and thought that he hadn't heard her speak, and he knew that although she had autism, she had not lost her ability to speak.

"Call my brother."

Fu Chenan said while pinching Junni's face.

Junni: "......"

Silently rolled his eyes, then closed his eyes.

I'm bored in the system space and give myself a balled with hair: Male master, where can't you think about it, and you still want to be the host's brother?

"Call my brother."

Jun Ni heard Fu Chen'an's seductive voice, and his eyes didn't open.

However, on a fair and clean little face, the expression has changed slightly.

Fu Chen'an, who had been paying attention to Junni, naturally did not miss the little contempt that flashed on the little face of his own sunflower.

Fu Chen'an was laughed at by Jun Ni, and raised his hand to flick the golden sunflower on the top of Jun Ni's head.

Jun Ni pursed her lips and endured it so that she didn't jump out of Fu Chen'an's arms.

This sunflower is her body.

The body was touched, and at first glance, Junni seemed to be no different from usual.

But if you look closely, you can see that her face is flushed, because the upper and lower eyelashes that are closed together flutter slightly.

Fu Chen'an naturally noticed it, but he didn't let Jun Ni go because of this, and continued to pinch Jun Ni's face, "The guts are fat." ”

Jun Ni continued to pretend to be dead except for the sunflower above his head that trembled.

"Drop, the male protagonist Fu Chen'an, loneliness value -15, the remaining loneliness value is 150."

After making trouble with Junni for a while, Fu Chenan didn't mess with her, and patted Junni's back quietly and responsibly.

Patting and patting, his thoughts inevitably ran away.

He felt that his own sunflower was a little thin when he hugged it, and he still didn't look very good, lacking blood.

Thinking of this, Fu Chen'an's fingertips moved slightly, and he sent a message on the light brain.

·

At noon, Junni was hugged back by Fu Chen'an, because it was time for lunch.

Junni was reluctant, after all, he didn't stay on the roof to bask in the sun when he went back to eat porridge.

But obviously, at this point, she couldn't resist Fu Chen'an, so she could only be obediently carried back to eat.

Today's meal has changed.

It became a pork liver rice that replenishes qi and blood.

At first, Junni was a little happy, after all, pork liver rice or white porridge, you don't have to choose which one is more flavorful.

It's just that after being fed a spoonful of pork liver rice by Fu Chen'an, she was no longer willing to open her mouth.

It's so unpalatable.

She shouldn't have any expectations for the chefs of this world.

However, the chef can't be blamed entirely, and there are reasons in this world.

Compared to her real world, everything in this small world is undoubtedly much more advanced.

Here, most adults rely on nutrients for their daily nutrition.

If there are not so many people eating, there will naturally be a lot less competition in the chef world, and it is normal for cooking skills to deteriorate or something after a long time.

"Why don't you eat it?"

"After eating, you can go up to bask in the sun."

"You can't bask in the sun if you don't eat."

"Eat a little more, shall you?"

……

Fu Chenan held the bowl, all the methods were exhausted, and he still didn't eat his own sunflowers.

Just when he was about to give up, his little sunflower gave him a response, "It's difficult, it's delicious." ”

She speaks and behaves the same, slowly, but the words are clear and beautiful.

To be honest, Fu Chenan didn't expect that his little guy would not eat it because it was unpalatable.

After all, after reading the chef's information, he can't say that he is the chef at the top of the empire today, and he is also the top ten chef in the ranking.

In order to determine whether it was really difficult to eat, Fu Chenan took a bite of Junni's meal, "......"

He didn't feel anything.

Let Zhao Liang go to the pot and eat the rest, Zhao Liang: "It's delicious." ”

Fu Chen'an: "...... Let's change chefs. ”

The chef was specially found for her, and she could only be judged by her evaluation.

·

After that, several chefs were changed one after another, and the meals were not in line with Junni's taste.

Sending the last chef away, Zhao Liang hesitated: "...... Could it be that Miss Jun's taste is more special? ”

After saying this, Zhao Liang regretted it, because the young marshal of his family glanced at him without being salty.

Then, when he saw his young handsome, he rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen.

In his brain, Fu Chenan recalled the process of making pork liver rice from all the chefs he had invited these days, eliminated the points that he thought were lightning points, and then made a bowl of pork liver rice according to his intuition and sent it to Junni.

Junni: "......"

If it weren't for her current personality not allowing it, she really wanted to yell at her, she would vomit when she ate pork liver rice!

Fu Chen'an sat down beside Jun Ni and dug a spoonful of rice and fed it to Jun Ni's mouth.

Junni turned her face away and said with her actions that she didn't want to eat.

Fu Chen'an smiled, "Give it a try, okay?" ”

Jun Ni pursed her lips, not impressed.

Zhao Liang stood aside sadly, "Miss Jun, you can taste it, this is made by the marshal himself." ”

Where is a small pet that the marshal picked up at the door, it is obviously a little ancestor!