The little milk dragon is pampered and teased by the crazy boss

After a long time, the young man gradually figured out the meaning of each sentence of Mo Guishi, and what he wanted to do.

Know what the other person likes to look like.

Well-behaved cooperation.

[Host, you can try to take the initiative, so that the god-sama is even more inseparable from you, and there is only a small milk dragon around you]

The voice of the system suddenly appeared, as if he knew what he was thinking.

The system rarely appears in Candle's mind, only when help is needed.

He is also very patient, teaching Candle Youlin step by step how to attack himself and make his own benefits honestly.

With the young man's trust in himself, he can do everything.

The young man cooperated and hugged Mo Guishi's neck, rubbing the man's cheek, like a very coquettish little milk cat, humming.

Mo Guishi pinched the boy's chin with one hand, so that the beautiful amber eyes were facing him, still so clean and clear, with full trust.

It was as if everything just now was just his illusion.

"What are you doing?"

Mo's voice was slightly hoarse when he returned, and he always felt that the little guy had something to hide from him.

"Brother Shi is hungry, I will make small cakes."

The young man's tone was smug, he was a little genius, he could make exactly the same at a glance, the system brother said, to grab a man's heart, you have to grab a man's stomach.

Only by firmly grasping the heart of Lord God, will he not find other little milk dragons, he wants to occupy all the heart of Lord God

, the man's low laughter sounds, and his chest vibrates, and the heartbeat is deafening.

Mo Guishi pinched the little guy's chin, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and his mood looked excellent: "Okay, since you want to perform so much, I'll give you a chance."

He picked up the man with one hand, did not let him step on the ground, put him in clean slippers, he did not let people carpet in the kitchen, and the oil stains fell on it and were not easy to clean.

Flour and water are mixed in good proportions, stirred together, and beaten with egg liquid, and every step is done carefully, as if going to a food competition.

Mo Guishi leaned to the side, and did not mean to put on the handle, stretched out his fingers from time to time, stained with flour, and smeared on the soft and tender face of the little one.

After a while, it turned into a little flower cat.

Those beautiful amber eyes were full of mist, and her wet soft hair was attached to her forehead, with a little curl, like a little milk cat that fell into the water.

"Didn't you say you were going to make a cake for me?" Mo returned without the slightest consciousness of bullying the little guy, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose slightly.

The baked cake was taken out of the oven, and the boy spread the cream evenly on the small cake, he remembered that the god-sama liked kiwi fruit, and specially washed four or five kiwi fruits, piled them full.

Mo returned to see at a glance what the little guy was thinking, and last time he just wanted to tease the little guy, and then said that he wanted a little cake with a piece of kiwi fruit.

I didn't expect the little one to put it in his heart.

The bottom of my heart softened into a pool of spring water, and I couldn't help but reach out and pinch the little guy's soft and tender face.

Take his casual words to heart.

The boy held the small cake he had made, his beautiful amber eyes full of wings, and he made his favorite small cake to Lord God, so that Lord God would never leave him.

The system was silent, and the little fool never understood what he meant, unless he was more blunt.

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