Shuyi looked at the little guy's greed and beckoned, "Come here." ”

Seeing Shuyi calling him, although Qing Chu was a little scared, he still couldn't resist the temptation of food, and moved to the front of Shuyi slowly.

Shuyi smiled at him, "Sit down." ”

Qing Chu grabbed the corners of his clothes tightly with both hands, rubbed them, and didn't dare to move.

Shuyi lifted him and pressed him on the stone bench, took another piece of sweet cake and handed it over, Qing Chu smelled the sweet fragrance, and swallowed his saliva with a "grunt".

Seeing that the little guy was staring at the sweet cake, but didn't reach out to take it, he fed the sweet cake to his mouth again, and asked with a smile, "Don't like it?"

Qing Chu became more and more articulate, but he still looked at Shuyi vigilantly, "It won't be poisonous, right?"

Shuyi," he took a bite and handed it to him again.

Who knew that the little guy turned his head in disgust, leaned on the table, reached out and touched a piece, and gnawed on it.

Because he ate too much vegetarian food, he had never eaten such a delicate and delicious pastry in the early Qing Dynasty, so he greedily ate one piece after another, and secretly hid it in his pocket.

Shuyi couldn't help laughing at first, and then felt a little distressed, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that his precious son had been severely abused.

He scalded a cup of milk for the little guy and touched his head, "Eat slowly, does that monk often starve you?"

"Nope. Qing Chu stuffed a piece of cake into his mouth, picked up a plate and poured it into his arms, wrapped it in his robe, "It's just that Daddy's cooking is not as delicious as your family." ”

"Hmm. Shuyi looked at him, with an iceberg face and a smile crooked in his eyebrows, "Then I will come to this king's palace to eat." ”

Qing Chu saw Shuyi's eyebrows suddenly become kind, thinking to himself, this thief doesn't seem to be so hateful, he raised his sleeves and wiped his mouth carelessly, his eyes widened, and he flickered, "My mother doesn't allow me to come out." ”

Shuyi's heart was soft when he looked at him, and he took out a piece of Juanpa and wiped the milk stains on his lips, "Don't be afraid of her." ”

Seeing that Shuyi had no malicious intent, Qing Chu also relaxed his guard, and was not so afraid of him, a pair of dark eyes glared at him and asked, "Can you let my mother go?"

Shuyi shook his head with a smile, how could he let her go?

Qing Chu looked at him pitifully with pastries, "But my mother won't give you my father, and I don't want to." ”

Shuyi, "What does this king want that monk to do?" ”

"You don't like my father, why would you secretly double cultivate naked with my father behind my mother's back?"

"Poof" Shuyi couldn't hold back, and a sip of wine squirted out without any image.

This kid is so young, and he understands both cultivations? How does that woman teach the child?

"Cough" Xuanyuan Mo, who was not far away, couldn't help but cough lightly twice.

He secretly wondered if what he said was right? His son-in-law really wanted to be a drunkard, not to drink?

Shuyi Xunsheng swept over with an eye knife, and Xuanyuan Mo was immediately silenced.

He turned his head to the little guy and corrected, "When did this king cough with that monk?"

"Do you think that if you don't admit it, no one will know, when I came out today, I saw that you were still sitting on the couch with my father, and you must have sneaked out with me. ”

Shuyi," His face sank instantly, carefully pondering Qing Chu's words.

Qing Chu saw that Shuyi was silent, thinking that he had confessed, and took the opportunity to threaten, "You must be afraid that I will tell my mother to come to you for trouble, so let's do it, if you don't trouble me in the future, I won't tell my mother." ”

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