The Anarchic Consort

Fortunately, he did not go far.

Bai Zhu looked at this little pink face in front of him, and profound self-reflection.

The little bald head still didn't know that she had thrown away the white mustard heart, and still seriously said: "I just secretly sneaked in the heart of my brother, and I will not blame him again." Now, if I really miss him, I will go back to the mountain and slap him."

Bai Zhun:......

"I think he should like you more secretly yelling at him."

As a ****, he first knew what it was like to laugh and cry.

The little bald hand has not been washed.

Bai Zhuan looked at it. The height of the child was really too small. He was barely able to go to the sink. He took the small hand of the small bald head without thinking about it.

Bai Zhuan was originally a young master of the military, serving the people. He was also the first time to do it. First, a child’s hand was scented with a scented hand-washing treasure, and then the faucet was opened, and the scorpion was lowered to give a small Ajiu rush. .

The little bald head looked at his hands with bubbles and his eyes widened.

This pair of cute and cute expressions is very useful for Bai Zhun. He thinks that the child he adopted is completely different from the others.

He is not always in contact with children, whether he is younger or younger than him, he is always noisy.

This one of my own family is very cute.

"It’s finished." The little bald head said, and the little belly screamed.

At this time, Bai Zhun really believed that the child was really hungry, not just talking about it.

Fortunately, Wang Ayi’s cooking speed is fast. I heard that the young master is going to eat vegetarian food, and brought a little monk back. He took the long beans and the shallots in the tub and fry six eggs and chopped them. The peanut sesame oil and the thirteen incense are all put a little, stirred together, and they are made into a white buns.

The buns are steamed in the pot, the other side is used to make rice porridge, and the rice porridge is placed in the jujube. After the glutinous rice, Wang Ayi fires again, making a braised eggplant, governor tofu and cold cucumber and some A small bean bag.

These are basically the children's favorite food.

As soon as the little bald head followed the white quasi down, he smelled the thick buns and ran away with the aroma.

I saw a woman standing in the kitchen.

The small face of Xiaoguangtou’s happy face immediately changed, and moved quietly toward Baizhan: “Little brother, why is there a woman at home, wouldn’t it be terrible?”

Bai Zhun remembered that the woman under the mountain that the child said was a tiger. He couldn’t help but smile: "Wang is not terrible. You see she is still cooking for you."

“Do you cook?” The little bald head glared at Bai Zhu’s back and came up with a small, slick head. He looked at Wang Wei, who was smiling at her: “Like the Xuan Hong brother in the temple, Are we eating?"

White nodded.

The little bald head immediately stood up straight and said: "That's not terrible. It's not terrible to cook."

Wang Hao has long been amused by the children's arguments, plus Xiao Aiu has grown up to be happy, a small face round and moist, white and tender skin, plus those bright and bright eyes, who I liked it all.

The vegetable buns on the side are still not cooked. The bean bag is already good. It was originally bought from the supermarket. When you come back, you can eat it. Now it’s just out of the pan.

When Wang Hao saw the child look at it with his eyes, he knew that the child was hungry and took a small bean bag from the pot and handed it to Xuan Jiu.

The little bald head was stunned by this sudden surprise, and then he reached out to two small hands of meat and toot, holding a small bean bag very precious, and said: "Amitabha, thank you female donor."

Female donor? Wang Hao listened to this name and couldn't help but want to laugh.

The bean bag is still very hot. The small bald heads are holding back and forth with two small hands. When they just want to bite, they are stopped by Bai Jun.

The little bald head raised his head, and the cat's tail was still shaking: "Do you want to eat with your little brother?"

"I don't eat." Bai Zhuan took the child to the chair at the table and sat down. Then she took her small bean bag and put it on the plate. She first poked a hole with wooden chopsticks and then blew it. Hot, only to the side of Xuan Jiu.

The little bald head screamed and ate a big bite: "Sweet!"

Can the bean paste be not sweet? Bai Jun chuckled and reached out and wiped his mouth with a small bald head. He continued to feed with chopsticks.

Bai Zhun is not big in itself. Even if he is smart, he is a nine-year-old child. Now he is feeding a small bald head that is smaller than him. The picture will always look good.

However, Wang Hao looked a little worried at the side, although their young master did not have any delicate temper.

But I have never been so close to anyone.

These children in the courtyard basically listened to the words of the young master and did not mischief in front of the young master.

This is not because the rank of the White House is there, but the young master, at that station, gives the temperament of a superior.

Those children have seen the young masters are well-behaved, and the young master never uses other people's things.

Now... will you feed your child to eat bean bags?

In fact, this is nothing. If Wang Hao knows that her young master will not only feed the children, but also wash the hands of the children, it will be surprisingly shocking.

A beanbag was obviously not enough for a bald head to eat. After nothing, Xiao Ajiu turned his head and looked at Wang Hao.

Wang Shuo was softened by the big eyes of the two waters. He opened the lid and wanted to give the child another one.

"No more to eat." Bai Zhuan's voice is very light: "What the Buddha said, to eat serious lunch, you eat so many small bean bags now, how can you eat vegetables and porridge?"

The little bald frowns: "I can eat it."

"When the vegetable buns are cooked, I will eat them." Bai Zhuan rolled up the plaque for her: "This long will be high."

In the temple, there are usually more staple foods, and there are few dishes, but the little bald head is always more than others.

"Wuli Buddha also said that you should eat more food." Although the little bald head regrets, but still obediently put down the chopsticks, sitting in a chair waiting to open the meal.

Wang Hao’s action was faster, and the pot was stir-fried. In a short time, the buns and the stir-fried dishes were served on the table, and there were several small dishes for vinegar and chili oil.

The little bald head likes to eat spicy, and does not use white to feed. In one hand, the meat buns are smeared with vinegar and chili oil, and in one hand, a small spoon is used to drink porridge.

The special fragrance that children eat and eat, even with Bai Zhuan, feels appetite.

However, he just bowed his head and saw the bun in the small bald head finished, then the second, the third... the sixth? !

White quasi-side, I saw that the child’s mouth was full of food, and the gang was bulging, moving his mouth like a little squirrel, not forgetting to drink a porridge, and a small mouth Adhesive bun skin...