Limited Time Hidden Marriage

Little Milk Tank was lying on the bed playing mobile games. When she looked up and saw Sheng Zhixun walking in, she immediately shouted, "Get out, get out!"

Sheng Zhixun was immediately stunned.

I haven't done anything yet, so why am I being expelled?

I heard Little Milk Can get up from the bed, and said fiercely, "Why didn't you knock on the door when you entered my bedroom? Knocking on the door is the most basic etiquette, don't you know? Get out! Get out!"

Sheng Zhixun was stunned.

Knock on the door?

How did he know that a little brat would care about such a thing.

But after thinking about it, I thought it was true. After all, he was a descendant of their Sheng family, and he had a sense of superiority from the moment he appeared.

I remember that the fourth brother was like this when he was a child. He was obviously just a child, but he was more particular than adults in all aspects.

Thinking of this, Sheng Zhixun hurriedly backed out, closed the door, and then raised his hand and knocked twice.

It wasn't until the "Come in" command came from inside that he pushed the door open again, walked to the bed with a smile, and handed a plate of glutinous rice dumplings to the little milk jug.

"Baby, these are your favorite glutinous rice dumplings. Uncle Wu specially prepared them for you!"

The little milk jug sniffed with its nose raised, and immediately raised its head, but then lowered its head again, and its little fingers kept flying on the screen of the phone.

Sheng Zhixun was curious and raised his eyes, "Are you eating chicken?"

The little milk can replied without raising it, "Well, I'm very busy."

After hearing this, Sheng Zhixun, whose IQ had improved, immediately understood. He hurriedly picked up a glutinous rice dumpling with chopsticks and handed it to the small milk pot. He coaxed softly, "Ah... open your mouth, and Uncle Wu will feed you."

The little milk jug didn't hesitate and opened her mouth wide.

Seeing this, Sheng Zhixun breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, I accidentally guessed this little thing's thoughts. Does that mean that I am one step closer to him?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel smug, and immediately stuffed the glutinous rice dumplings into the mouth of the small milk can, and then picked up another one.

Before I knew it, the plate was bottomed out, and the game of the little milk jug was over. I was lying on the bed with my round belly, which was so full that it was difficult to even speak.

Sheng Zhixun came closer to his pretty little face and asked with a smile, "Are you full? Do you want another plate?"

The little milk jug shook her head hurriedly and wrinkled her face to show her resistance.

Seeing that the little milk pot's belly was as bulging as a hillock, Sheng Zhixun nodded with satisfaction and said attentively, "If you want to eat glutinous rice dumplings from now on, just come to Uncle Wu. Uncle Wu will make them for you as much as you want. Although …We are not too familiar with each other, but Uncle Wu sincerely wants to get close to you. Don’t worry, you are Uncle Wu’s only nephew, and Uncle Wu will do his best to be good to you.

Speaking of which...you must not remember that I have spoken to you several times while you were still in your numb belly! I remember one time, when I was talking to you, you actually kicked your numb stomach in response to me! It's a pity that it only happened once, and it never happened again. No matter who talked to you, you never kicked your mother in the stomach again, so I think... you must like Uncle Wu very much. right? "

Sheng Zhixun rambled a lot, but unexpectedly, all he got in exchange was a big yawn from the little milk jug.

Seeing the little milk can with drooped eyelids and looking like he couldn't open his eyes, Sheng Zhixun asked, "Baby, are you sleepy?"