Chu Wen Huo was helpless and could not help approaching her. "Auntie, what should Wen Huo do?"

"Wait a minute. When your grandpa has a rest, we are looking for him, OK?"

Chu Wenhuo felt that what she said was reasonable. He nodded and agreed.

Xiaoxingan sleeps dishonestly. He's on all fours. He turns over and kicks his short leg to the waist of Master Chu.

Master Chu opened his eyes and saw her unconstrained sleeping posture. He could hardly cry or laugh.

Whose inheritance is this?

It must be yanbaozi!

Young master Chu reached out his hand and took care of his liver. He was afraid that she would kick Yan baozi later.

When I lift my eyes, I find something wrong.

What about the yanbaozi?!

On the other side of the bed, empty, there was no yanbaozi.

Young master Chu sat up, disturbed and curled up into a group, sleeping at the end of the bed.

Little two raised his head and stared at Master Chu with big blue eyes. He gave a weak meow.

Master Chu got out of bed and touched his head. "Go to sleep, don't wake up the little heart."

Little two stretched his neck for a while, then lowered his head again and went to sleep.

Master Chu left the bedroom with satisfaction and went downstairs to look for a circle. No one was found.

After asking the servant, I learned that Yan baozi's fool took Chu Wenhuo to Chu Zhong!

I don't need to think about it. I know what Chu Shaohua said to Chu Wenhuo. Yan baozi is a nervous fool of Chu Wenhuo.

Now take Chu Wenhuo to Chu Zhong. Isn't she crazy?

Young master Chu was angry and didn't think about it. He went upstairs immediately.

Outside Chu Zhong's study, two guards, one on the left and one on the right, stood like door gods.

Hearing the footsteps, he looked over. "Young master."

"The Iraqi are in it?"

"Yes, young lady and young master Wenhuo are in it."

Young master Chu knocked on the door, but there was no response for a long time. Young Master Chu felt very sad and pushed the door open.

In the magnificent and ancient study, the atmosphere is strange.

Chu Zhong stood in front of the window.

Yan baozi leads Chu Wenhuo, and the two are close together like a poor little one.

"Grandpa." Master Chu opened the door and came in.

Hearing Chu Huaijin's voice, Yan baozi was relieved.

As if I had found a backer, I immediately felt safe.

She looked back, pitifully at Master Chu, who glared at her, came to her and lowered his voice: "how can I come here?"

"Little baozi is looking for his grandfather."

Young master Chu rubbed his forehead and bowed his head. He took a deep look at Chu Wenhuo. Chu Wenhuo knew he was wrong, so he dropped his head.

A face of depression and regret.

Chu Zhong was silent all the time, and the young master of Chu coughed softly: "Grandpa, there's nothing wrong, I'll take the bun first."

"Stop!"

Yan baozi shrunk his shoulder and leaned on Master Chu subconsciously.

She led Chu Wenhuo and moved to the back of the young master Chu. She hid behind him, peeped out her eyes and looked at Chu Zhong's back.

"Grandpa, what else can I do?"

"Vinho stays."

Yan baozi subconsciously clenched Chu Wenhuo's hand, and Chu Wenhuo raised his head stupidly and looked at Yan baozi.

Young master Chu sneers, breaks off their hands, carries Chu Wenhuo forward, takes Yan Baozi and turns to go out.

"Ah, buns..."

"You're in a bad mood to take care of him?"

Master Chu mercilessly pinched the soft flesh on her waist and urged: "go!"

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