Mr. Lu, the World’s Sweetest Man

After dinner, Aunt Qin brought cakes.

Mingye doesn't eat sweets too cold, let her bring it to Yue Yue.

Yueyue held the cake, like a little squirrel, with a soft smile on her face.

Seeing that she has a particularly appetite for eating, Mingye Leng also reached out and took a cake.

He hadn't eaten sweets very much, but he had eaten it all.

When I reached for it again, the plate was gone.

"Cough..." Ming Ye Leng stretched out his hand, half clenched his fist and made a light cough movement to conceal the embarrassment of not getting the cake.

Aunt Qin didn't expect that she would like to eat in the cold tomorrow. She also came from the presidential palace. After serving for many years, she naturally knew what to do.

Within a minute, another plate of cake was on the table.

But tomorrow night is cold and has no interest in eating, just watching Yueyue eat up.

"Let someone send Yueyue home." If you have something to discuss with Dr. Zhuo, he will call someone over immediately.

Yueyue shook her head: "I want to play here."

After all, there are many rules in the presidential palace. After Yueyue and Ruirui are a little older, they don't like the strict rules there.

"Dad..." Yueyue pulled Mingye's cold trouser legs.

"Okay. Go back tomorrow." Mingye patted her head coldly and confessed to Aunt Qin, "Let the chef who cooks Yueyue today also go to the presidential palace."

"Don't don't!" Yueyue's eyes rolled, "I want to eat in the future, so I'll come here. Don't cook to the presidential palace."

Aunt Qin couldn't help but want to laugh a little. Although Yueyue was only four years old, she was a small man. She knew that the chef would stay here so that she could come and play often.

Although the presidential palace is big and there are many family members, there are always strict rules. All bodyguards are loaded with guns and live ammunition. Every day there are many dignitaries who come and go. Yueyue and Ruirui must obey even if they are children. There are also many rules.

It's no wonder that Yueyue now likes to run to Ming's house.

With a good chef staying here, doesn't Yueyue have a reason to come often?

Dr. Zhuo said: "Leng Shao, it is natural for children to rely on their father."

"Yes, Master, let the little lady come over often, and I will take care of it." Aunt Qin also said along the way.

Ming Ye gave a cold look at Aunt Qin. She was the one who followed Yun Lan, and after so many years, she could be regarded as loyal.

Nodding cold tomorrow night, strode upstairs.

Yueyue giggled happily and ran out of the garden.

"Little Miss, slow down!" Aunt Qin hurriedly caught up. If something went wrong, she couldn't bear the responsibility.

Lin Motong is resting today and doesn’t need to be busy with housework. She is sitting in the garden picking up fallen rose leaves. Once dried, the leaves can be used to make tea or to make flower cakes. The taste is fresh and delicious. .

Now Aunt Qin allows her to enter the kitchen, and she can do many things in the future.

Just picking up a lot of petals, I saw a little girl rushing over.

Lin Motong said in surprise: "Yueyue, it's you!"

"Hitomi!" Yueyue paused, and she was also very surprised. She said, "Hitomi, aren't you in the hospital? Why are you here?"

"No. I work here." Seeing Yueyue's pleasing smiling face, Lin Motong couldn't help but laughed, "I'm so glad to see you."

"Me too." Yueyue said with a smile, seeing the petals in her hand, "What are you doing?"