Group favorite little milk bag, I am the most arrogant cub in the whole dynasty

Chapter 148
"Are you comfortable?" Fu Jiujiu's hands were sore from rubbing them, and he couldn't help but ask without seeing him say a word.

But before she could get a response, she looked down and saw that she was asleep?
Fu Jiujiu's calves were almost numb from his pressure.

"Don't go."

Is he talking in his sleep?

Fu Jiujiu waved his hand in front of his eyes, but there was no response?

He was really talking in his sleep.

Fu Jiujiu was a little curious, who was he dreaming about, and why didn't he let them go?
Since you're asleep, don't blame me for taking action, hehe.

She planned to pinch the young lady's face. She was obviously a little baby, but she looked so mature, which really ruined this delicate face.

However, as soon as her hand fell, it was still a little distance from his face.

Tang Xian actually opened his eyes, and a cold edge shot out from them.

This look... was terrifying. If she saw it right, was it filled with murderous intent?
Tang Xian realized that he might have frightened her, so he stood up quickly, hugged the little breast dumpling and patted her back gently, "Don't be afraid."

Fu Jiujiu nodded. She was not afraid, she just thought that such a look should not appear on a little baby.

This kind of quick reaction was something she could only have as a killer in her previous life, and with such stern and compelling eyes, even she felt a little bit scared.

What did he... go through?
"Brother Seven..."

"I won't hurt you." Tang Xian said coldly.

Fu Jiujiu was hugged tightly by him, feeling a little out of breath, "Did you... have a nightmare?"

Tang Xian looked far away and shook his head gently.

Fu Jiujiu understood. This was a natural reaction of his body, and he was still alert even when he was asleep.

She couldn't help but think of the injuries on his body when she picked him up. Maybe someone wanted to kill him?
He is still a child, but he has to endure so much that he can't even get a good night's sleep.

Aunt Cui outside the door heard the commotion and came in. Seeing that the two of them looked not very good, she hurriedly asked: "Master, what's wrong?"

"I'm fine, she...may have been scared by me."

"Really? You're not afraid, Chiu Jiu, let grandma take a look." Aunt Cui took the little breast dumpling and gently touched her hair, "You can touch her hair, you won't be scared."

Fu Jiujiu was almost amused, "Mommy, I'm fine."

"It'll be fine, Master, don't worry. Isn't this good?"

Tang Xian looked at Xiao Nai Dumpling's face, and it really didn't look like he was scared. He thought it was another assassin just now, but he didn't expect Xiao Nai Dumpling to attack his face again.

He originally wanted her to stop touching his face in the future, but he was afraid that he would scare her if he said it too harshly, so he had no choice but to give up.

Seeing that Tang Xian's expression was not very good, Aunt Cui wanted to let him calm down, "Tweet, I've made some snacks. You and I can go to the kitchen to get them, okay?"

Fu Jiujiu nodded, she was not the one with no expression.

In the kitchen, Grandma Cui carefully placed the snacks on the plate.

"Mommy, is seventh brother okay?"

"It's okay, don't worry." She said this, but she still felt uneasy.

"She seemed to be having a nightmare and shouted not to leave."

Aunt Cui didn't know that the little breast dumpling was trying to trick her. Who could believe that a two-year-old baby had so many thoughts.

"That must be a dream about his mother." Grandma Cui sighed.

"Forget it, if you don't say this, Jiujiu must also remember not to mention his mother in front of the young master, do you understand?"

Fu Jiujiu nodded, "What about dad?"

"Dad...it's best not to say anything. Anyway, if my little master doesn't say anything, you don't want to say anything either. Do you understand?"

Fu Jiujiu nodded and guessed that he probably didn't have a good relationship with his parents, right?
Otherwise, why would you live here alone with your servants?
If she gets sick, her parents will definitely be with her. No need to think about it. Her mother still has to hold her every day.

"Mommy...Why don't Seventh Brother's parents come to see him?"

The little breasted dumpling looks innocent, what bad intentions could he have? "Alas..." Aunt Cui sighed, "My wife died when she gave birth to her young master. As for my master... he is busy."

"Busy? No matter how busy you are, you still have to take care of your children."

Aunt Cui smiled and said, "You are right, but my master is busy with a lot of things."

"Seventh brother, is he the seventh eldest? Are there many brothers in the family, but why don't they come?"

"They... my little master is not born from the same mother. Unlike your family, they have one father and one mother."

"Oh, then your master has many wives!"

"You little girl is quite smart." Aunt Cui thought she was a child, so she was willing to say so much.

Fu Jiujiu thought to herself, no wonder, if you have more wives, you will have more sons. If you have more sons, you won't be able to take care of the young wife.

Poor.

"In short, my master loves my mistress." Aunt Cui was very sure of this.

Of course, the young master is also thinking about the master.

It's hard for Fu Jiujiu to comment. In ancient times, there were too many three wives and four concubines, and it was even harder for rich people to comment.

It is rare to find a woman who is as good at being a godmother as she is and has no other woman to fall in love with.

"Okay, take it and eat it. Remember what grandma told you."

"Oh, I see."

How could she be so ignorant when she is such a big person?
Tang Xian calmed down for a while and then went out. He saw the small breast dumplings swinging his legs and eating happily. It was completely invisible that he was frightened just now, which showed that everything was really fine.

"Eat slowly and don't choke."

Fu Jiujiu was holding the plate in one hand and eating snacks in the other. He had no more water to hold.

Tang Xian frowned, "You actually still call me over?"

Fu Jiujiu looked at him, and then said pitifully: "But he can't reach it."

Tang Xian was helpless, this little brat was really making trouble, but he couldn't bear to deal with her.

This was his first time serving someone.

The little milk dumpling had eaten and drank enough. When he went to the kitchen, he also dripped spiritual spring water into the large water tank. The poison in the little shota's body would be suppressed.

"Continue to practice tomorrow."

"But... you're not feeling well?" She still wanted to be lazy for a few days.

"I'm not feeling well, and it's not that you're not feeling well. Look, you're getting fat if you don't move."

Fu Jiujiu pouted, "My mother said being fat is a blessing."

"Be careful not to get married if you're too fat." Tang Xian said coldly, "Don't even think about being lazy."

"But my fourth brother is getting married."

"Oh? That's a happy event." Aunt Cui smiled.

Tang Xian curled his lips, "It's not like you're getting married. Come here early tomorrow and I'll teach you something new."

Fu Jiujiu suddenly became interested, "What?"

Tang Xian smiled proudly and deliberately didn't tell her, "You'll find out when you get here."

Fu Jiujiu sighed. He wanted to be lazy for a few days, but it seemed that there was no chance.

Well, the key is persistence.

Aunt Cui watched the dangling little figure disappear from the doorway, thinking that the young master would probably be unable to live without Miss Jiujiu.

(End of this chapter)