Chapter 859

The young man thought happily, his beautiful glazed cat eyes narrowed slightly, like a snow-white cat taking a nap in the sun.

Childish and cute, without the majesty of the elders.

Jun Buli couldn't hold it back for a moment, with a look of disgust on his face.

--uncle?
He looks nothing like my mother, so he is definitely not her biological child.

He didn't call him uncle.

"Huh." The little guy snorted softly, pretending that he didn't hear what he said, and turned away arrogantly.

The young man's expectant smile froze, his eyebrows raised, and he was about to explode.

Yun Luo suddenly felt like his head was pounding.

She hurriedly interrupted: "Okay, you two, stop arguing. Xiaobai, please sit down first. After I give Buli the medicine, I have something to ask you."

When he got down to business, the young man's expression became slightly serious.

He seemed to know what Yun Luo was going to ask and nodded.

Yun Luo then took out the ointment and gauze from the medical kit, cleaned the abrasions on Jun Buli's cheek, and applied cool and analgesic ointment.

The bruises on the shoulders were also carefully examined, but fortunately no bones were injured.

She handled it carefully, fearing to hurt the little one, and applied the medicine gently and gently.

Jun Buli's clothes were half taken off, revealing half of her white and tender shoulders. Her mother made her feel shy, so she grabbed Yun Luo's clothes with her little hands, and buried her red face shyly into her chest, motionless.

Yun Luo couldn't help laughing when he saw it, a smile appeared in his eyes, but it was quickly covered up by a look of distress.

In just a few days without seeing each other, the little guy has lost a lot of weight.

Before, there was a little baby fat on his cheeks, which looked like jelly when pinched gently, soft and tender, but now it is almost gone.

My shoulders are thin and skinny, and I don’t know how much hardship I suffered along the way...

After taking care of the injury, Yun Luo tidied up his clothes and asked, "Buli, are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?" "Yeah, yes." Jun Buli nodded his little head and subconsciously covered his little head with his little hand. On the belly.

Even if his mother didn't ask, he still hadn't found out.

My stomach is almost hungry.

Yun Luo laughed, "What do you want to eat? Are crystal dumplings good?"

"Okay." Jun Buli nodded immediately and agreed.

He held on to the corner of Yun Luo's clothes with his little hands, tweaked it, and said in a sweet voice: "Mother, let's eat with you, okay?"

Yun Luo's eyes softened before she could agree.

The boy said coolly: "Are you a three-year-old child? You want to accompany me when you eat. Do you want someone to feed it to your mouth?"

Jun Buli's eyes lit up and he immediately looked at Yun Luo expectantly: "Is that okay?"

He wants to be fed by his mother.

Since he was a child, no one has ever fed him except his wet nurse.

Neither did dad.

As a father, Jun Wuchen's way of doting on his children was completely different from Yun Luo's.

It was obviously impossible for him to hold the little guy in his arms, coax him softly, and care for him like a baby, let alone feed him hand in hand.

Although there is no shortage of servants in Prince Jing's Mansion, the feeling is completely different.

The little guy looked longingly at Yun Luo, his clear and bright purple eyes showing a hint of longing.

Yun Luo's heart softened when he saw him, and she pinched the tip of his pointed nose: "Okay, mother, let me feed you. Your shoulder is injured. Don't do anything for the next few days. If you need anything, just tell me." ,do you know?"

"Well..." Jun Buli was shy and happy at the same time, his face was red, and he shyly leaned into her arms.

(End of this chapter)

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