The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 12 The Clingy Little Milk Bag He's Very Milky (12)

[Old Ancestor, Chen Fangyan and Jiang Kerou have both gone up, Aren't you going up, Ancestor? ] Xiao Nai Tuanzi looked at Aunt Jiang who was eating calmly, and couldn't help but speak.

Concubine Jiang is casual: [I won't go. 】

Little milk dumpling: [But, Master Tiandao is on the top, old ancestor... Are you sure you don't want to go? 】

Concubine Jiang paused while holding the chopsticks, and the woman's seductive and seductive eye tails slightly raised, with a lazy and charming look: [Chuyu? 】

Xiaonaituanzi nodded: [Yes. 】

Aunt Jiang casually wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, and got up gracefully and calmly: [Then go and have a look, and see what our famous Master Tiandao looks like when he comes to the small plane for the first time. When he sees my old friend, What expression will it be?It's really exciting~] Her tone was gloating and a bit malicious.

Seeing Aunt Jiang like this, the little Naituan froze.

The old woman seemed to have misunderstood it. She seemed to think that Lord Tiandao traveled through the planes with memories, but it was not.

The little milk dumpling looked at Aunt Jiang's excited appearance, if it made a noise to disturb the old woman's interest at this moment, the old woman would grab it and eat it in one bite, right?

The little milk dumpling felt trembling when she thought about it, and quickly closed her mouth.

With a wicked smile on her lips, Aunt Jiang leisurely walked up to the fourth floor step by step. There were a few servants standing outside, and she knew everyone was there.

She walked over, and as soon as she approached, she heard Su Yin begging in a panic.

"Awu, don't... Daddy go out, we all go out... Don't eat, it's okay if you don't eat, don't be angry, you lie on the bed and have a good rest... Daddy knows your pain, Daddy knows it, Daddy—"

"Bang—" The sound of the easel falling to the ground resounded in the room, interrupting Su Yin's words.

Aunt Jiang stopped in her footsteps, and her gaze fell on the room carelessly and frivolously.

Chen Fangyan and others stood at the door and didn't go in. I don't know if it was because they were not allowed to approach.

In front of Su Yin, a thin figure curled up on a white chair, the easel fell beside it, and the black paint was poured on the ground, staining the freshly painted painting mottled.

Aunt Jiang casually glanced at the painting on the ground, there was no other color except black and gray, it was empty and depressing.

Jiang Kerou noticed that Concubine Jiang was coming, and she had just learned that the boy in front of her was Su Yin's son, Su Wu.

He seemed to be autistic, he didn't like to be with others, and he lived quietly in this room all the time.

Looking at Su Yin who was sad and sad, Jiang Kerou walked over and comforted Su Yin: "Uncle Su, don't be sad, my brother is definitely fine."

Su Yin froze a little, and seemed to turn her head in a panic.It turned out that Su Wu was curled up, his eyes were empty, and he didn't care about him at all.

Jiang Kerou seemed to be very confident, and said to Su Yin: "Uncle Su, give me the rice, and I will try it."

Hearing this, Su Yin frowned. He didn't really believe that Jiang Kerou would succeed, but he couldn't help feeling a little lucky in his heart.

Jiang Kerou looked very sunny and cheerful, maybe...can I give it a try?

Su Yin handed Jiang Kerou the food in her hand, her face tensed and she didn't speak.

Jiang Kerou took the food handed over by Su Yin, turned around confidently and walked in front of Su Wu.

Jiang Kerou squatted down kindly, very gentle, at this moment, she could see the boy's face clearly.

(End of this chapter)