Egg.

A boiled egg.

A boiled egg that had been stripped of its clothes......

The little one looked down and silently stared at the delicate plate in front of him......

The little one, with a solemn expression on the round egg that was rolling happily, trembled with a heavy silver knife and fork, raised his eyes, and looked at the various delicacies on the table.

Look at the boiled eggs lying quietly under the knife and fork in front of you.

……

The little guy straightened his little chest, and first poked the white egg with a silver fork, and the white and tender egg rolled around without being teased, and then poked and poked with the silver fork...... The delicate egg rolled twice...... The little one frowned and looked at the really restless food on the plate. I had to look up at the butler standing beside me.

"Cough, miss, the knife and fork should be held like this...... the butler coughed lightly, then picked up the knife and fork on the side and cut the round boiled egg on the other plate very skillfully, neatly, smoothly, and elegantly.

The little guy's faint eyebrows were upside down, as if he understood, but he didn't seem to understand...... After a minute of silence, the little hand decisively put down the silver fork, grabbed the boiled egg on the plate and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Miss, this is not the way a lady should behave." The butler's eyes widened as she moved, and he reminded him.

The little guy swallowed the white and tender egg, the left side of his face was bulging, and he blinked and looked at the butler, well, "lady"...... What is it? …… Can you eat it? …… I don't know.

Butler: "......"

The little guy quickly finished eating the eggs, and the little hand continued to reach out to other food, stretched, and found that the little hand was too short to hook the food at all, and before the housekeeper could speak, the little short leg also stood on the chair synchronously, and reached out to scoop up a strawberry cream pie and stretched it out into the small mouth.

This time, a row of gasps sounded, and the housekeeper stepped forward to grab her little hand, "Miss, you can't eat like this......"

"Far ......" the little guy spat out a word, struggling to swallow the strawberry cream pie in his mouth.

"Miss, these are the people waiting for you, whatever you want to eat, as long as you open your mouth, it will be delivered to you."

"Hemp...... Annoying ......" Xiaozui finally vomited the food, and the strawberry cream pie in his hand was a little reluctant to let go of the housekeeper, hesitated for a while, and finally sat down again, staring silently at the silver knife and fork in front of him, and slowly stretched out his hand, pointing to a plate of drunk shrimp far away...... Sure enough, a plate of drunken shrimp was quickly handed to her. Everyone watched expectantly as she picked up the silver fork and slowly landed on a drunken shrimp, according to the evidence, the drunken shrimp suddenly jumped out of the plate and flew to the table, the little guy swallowed his saliva, looking at so many expectant eyes, he had to catch another drunken shrimp on the plate, and then according to the ...... Smack, the little drunken shrimp slid out mischievously...... Xiaojia directly blackened his face, put down the silver fork with a snap, and looked at the housekeeper aggrievedly...... "This shrimp refuses to give me food." ”

"Ahem, miss, table manners are indispensable, you have to be like this...... Miss! Before the butler finished speaking, the plate of drunken shrimp on the table was gone, and even the little guy on the chair was gone!

"Come out, miss."

"Miss, you can't do this......"

"Miss, come out quickly......" I saw that the little guy quickly held a plate of drunken shrimp and slipped under the huge table, crawled to the middle of the table, sat up, reached out and picked up a drunken shrimp and sent it to his mouth, ignoring a group of housekeepers who called her on the edge of the table.

The little guy was eating happily under the table, and suddenly all the noisy sounds just now fell silent, and the little guy listened sideways.

"What's going on?" A deep voice sounded, a little familiar, like the master who was holding her just now. Well, the little drunken shrimp tastes good......

Suddenly, a pair of slender hands lifted the delicate tablecloth.

Under the draped tablecloth, a petite figure sat alone under the table, with his back to them, trying to swallow only the food.

"Ansu ......"

The little body shook, the little guy didn't look back, and the little buttocks sitting on the ground moved forward without a trace.

"An Suqian, come out for me." When Ling Yichen arrived at the restaurant, he found that everyone was kneeling at the table, and only then did he know that this little guy had not eaten properly.

The little body moved again, farther away from him, the tablecloth suddenly put down, the little guy felt that he must be gone, so he ate happily again, how did he know that a drunk shrimp had not been put into his mouth, the tablecloth in front of him was picked up, pop, the drunk shrimp in his hand fell, the little guy reacted very quickly to turn the little fart, and wanted to crawl in a different direction from him, a big hand dragged her little feet, the little guy lay on the ground with a snap, the little hand did not give up and crawled forward, but unfortunately the strength was not as good as people, and he was dragged out of the table directly on the ground. When the little guy dragged it out, he didn't forget to pull a plate of drunken shrimp out with a small use......

"Ahh......hh......h Looking at this baby's appearance, the Ling family was stunned, and no one spoke for a while.

Her little buttocks were raised high, her hands were tightly clinging to the messy plates, her eyes were wary, and half of her drunken tail fell from her mouth and fell to the ground with a clatter.

"What the hell are you doing?" A cold voice came from above her head, and the little guy was stunned, and suddenly quieted down, looking at Ling Yichen with big eyes, pouting, and looking at him innocently. A layer of mist slowly welled up in his eyes......

“…… I'm hungry ......" the little guy deflated his dirty mouth, rolled and pounced, and buried his little face directly in his lap, rubbing and rubbing. "They...... Don't let ...... Eat ......"

This time, the Ling family was collectively shocked, the little guy's dirty little face was buried in their young master's ...... Interleg ...... is still rubbing, and the expression of their young master...... It's terrifying!!

"Ansu Qian, get up!"

"Don't ......," the little face continued to rub.

"Ansu shallow!" This time, the voice was full of danger.

The little guy finally raised his little face, and the edges of his big eyes were full of tears, and he looked at him pitifully, "People...... Hungry ......" Seeing that Ling Yichen's face was not good, the sixth sense told her that this person was freezing her with his eyes, the little guy shrunk his neck, stood up tremblingly, stood up, slowly climbed onto the chair, and sat down obediently.

"Pop ......" Bean-sized tears finally fell.