"Okay, okay, Haotian, such a big person is more serious than a child!" Feng Linxue glared back at her husband, and then greeted warmly: "Yunlin, are you tired? Come and rest." Xiaobao, here are delicious refreshments, come and try them?"

Bao is still a four-year-old child, and has been devastated in the food-poor country of the United Kingdom. Although there are a lot of Western-style pastries over there now, the pastries here in Huaxia are obviously more suitable for Xiaobao's spleen and stomach.

He has been here for a few days, and the pastry chef here has been changing his way of cooking for him every day. Although the little guy didn't say anything, and he also despised the food Leng Yunting gave him, he was really fascinated.

He secretly swallowed a mouthful of water, then frowned, pretending to be bitter and hateful: "Who wants to eat your family's things!"

Feng Linxue didn't care about the child, and automatically ignored his words, then lifted the lid and handed him a piece of white sugar cake: "Try it." ”

He also deliberately made a gesture of resistance with a straight face, and did not reach out to take it until the aroma of the white sugar cake entered his nose. After taking the pastry, he insisted on it for a while and didn't eat it right away.

Immediately, Feng Linxue handed him another cup of tea. Drinking green tea alone has no taste, but green tea with white sugar cake is absolutely delicious!

His little eyes rolled, and in the end he couldn't resist the temptation of the food, so he ate it in small bites.

After all, Luo Xiaobao is a four-year-old child, and he has recently taken mediation medicine, and his little body is warm.

Although, his blonde hair and fair skin, it is estimated that he can't change back to the appearance of a yellow race, but, maybe it's because of the relationship between the Leng family who has lived for a few days, it's not as cold as it was at the beginning, although he still doesn't want to speak, or he is sneering as soon as he opens his mouth, but cynicism is also a gesture of coping, isn't it?

Actually, Luo Qingxue still has some strange blood magic. You must know that when Luo Xiaobao was in the UK, except for the closest people, the other servants, even if they met many times, he didn't say a word, let alone "scold" Leng Yunting and Leng Haotian every day.

Although this "way of getting along" is indeed ridiculous, it is a way for Xiaobao, who has autism, to express his feelings.

Leng Yunting also took this opportunity to adjust the dissatisfaction in his heart, and continued to coax the little guy: "Really good-looking clothes, do you want to try it Xiaobao?"

Xiaobao's answer was that the farts and strands were facing him, and he didn't care.

Leng Yunting endured his emotions for a long time, and he was about to burst again.

Damn, I didn't have to put so much thought into pleasing your mother back then, you little guy is too disgusting!

The family sat together, drank tea and ate refreshments. Soon, dinner was served.

may have stayed in the Leng family for a few days, and Xiaobao is not as thorny as he was at the beginning. However, he still has a deep distrust of his surroundings.

At the very least, he was staring at the "bad guys" and "old things" with an unhappy face.

On the contrary, he was not so hostile to his suddenly extra uncle Leng Yunlin, perhaps because Leng Yunlin did not perform so badly at the beginning.

Leng Yunlin also kept staring at Luo Qingxue while eating.

He felt a little fluttery, he didn't know, how he got to this point, how he made her miss him.