The Group Pet Sister Became the Petite Bag of the Powerful Minister

   Chapter 81 You Are Too Hungry 1

   Looking at Song Zhao's line of sight, he could only see the boy's sharp jawbone and the **** bulging Adam's apple between the frosty white robes.

   She stood on tiptoe slightly, looked at him, and said seriously, "I don't like Begonia flowers."

   "Then what kind of flowers do you like." He seemed to ask casually, the corners of his lips curled up with a bit of playfulness, "Maybe I can give you a few."

   Song Zhao doesn't know why.

   "If you think it's feasible," Si Yu stroked his robe and said noble and cool, "...I'm also willing to let you call me brother."

   The little girl is squeamish, she must be very sad to have just lost a brother.

   For the sake of her infatuation with him, he doesn't mind making up for one of her older brothers.

   Although he didn't plan to marry her, he thought he was a little sister, just like the little hamster he once raised.

  Song Zhao felt that she had a big hallucination.

   Mr. Quanchen said these words, wouldn't he be comforting her?

  Song Zhao glanced at him and muttered, "Eavesdropping on other people's speech is very immoral."

   He still remembered that the young pervert was a person with strong moral values.

  Siyu turned sideways, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and his low, magnetic voice sank a little,

   "Someone else?"

  “…”

   Mr. Quanchen is angry!

"...Of course, that doesn't include Si Xiaolangjun!" Song Zhao said the flattering words with a very understanding wink, and his voice was soft and sweet, "Si Xiaolangjun is the best person, and everything is right. , is simply a walking moralist!"

  Siyu's face was expressionless.

   The little girl is really becoming more and more unrestrained, but she doesn't have to be so uncontrollable.

   He raised his hand and loosened his neckline, "It's so late, what are you doing here?"

"My grandmother asked me to deliver supper to Mr. Si Xiaolang!" Song Zhao raised the lunch box as if offering a treasure, and attentive to his family, "It's all freshly cooked delicious food! It's delicious. But I care about you, let you take the General's Mansion as your home."

   The little girl's face is full of solicitation, thinking that you must accept your love, and spare the Song family in the future!

   "You don't have to explain." He looked slightly complicated, and sighed helplessly and melancholy, "I understand."

  The girl is always shy, she clearly has admiration for him, she has worked hard to bring him warmth in the rainy night, but she wants to talk to her family.

   He didn't intend to expose the little girl's bitter conscience.

  "?" Song Zhao slowly asked a question mark.

  What does he know, how can she not?

   He wanted to leave the lunch box, but Si Yu suddenly turned around and left.

  Song Zhao just followed him into the house like a little tail.

  The wing room is luxurious and spacious, and it was obviously designed for Si Yu with great care.

  Song Zhao put the lunch box on the table, and when he turned around, he saw the young man **** and **** in front of her.

   "Why are you taking off your clothes!" Song Zhao's pupils shrank slightly, his eyes frantically looked around, his embarrassed toes grabbed the ground, and reminded weakly, "I'm still in the room."

  Siyu took off his robe three times and five times, only wearing a white nightgown.

   He walked over, lowered his eyes, stared straight at her, and smiled suddenly, "What are you pretending to be?"

  Song Zhao, "?"

  Siyu's eyes were dark, and because he lowered his head, a very eye-catching line was formed on his white neck.

  The neckline is slightly open, the candlelight is reflected, and the collarbone is exquisite and beautiful.

   casually stretched out a finger and poked her dimple.

   snorted lightly and said slowly, "Isn't this what you want?"

   If he didn't see that the little girl gave him meals with good intentions, as for selling her color to repay her kindness?

   Because of his actions, the distance between the two suddenly narrowed.

   The young man's face is more and more clearly reflected in Song Zhao's eyes.

   Really, it's very attractive.

   "Don't poke me in the face again." Song Zhao raised his chin and whispered. Although he would be held accountable for offending a powerful minister, he couldn't bear the grievance.

   "You bullied me like that, and so am I, with a temper."

  Si grinned.

   Does this count as bullying her?

   She probably doesn't know what real bullying is.

  The boy sat back at the table with an expressionless face.

   He supported Yi with one hand and said coldly, "Come here and prepare the dishes for me."

"……Oh."

   Song Zhao, who had planned to leave, met the bottomless dark eyes of the young man, and came forward to serve him vegetables from his heart.

   Always keep in mind that this is a future official who will destroy the world, so you can't mess with it!

  The dishes are laid out one by one, there are eight courses in total, and there is a cup of old duck soup.

   has never served anyone with dishes. Song Zhao is not very skilled. When he was taking the soup, he was scalded by the soup, and dumped it on Siyu with a light hiss.

  Siyu, "..."

   "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Song Zhao felt guilty and fearful at the dark eyes of the young man.

awful! She won't be on the death list of the powerful minister!

   "Okay, there are some things you understand in your heart, just have fun."

  Siyu stared at her, didn't he just prepare a dish for him,

   "You don't have to be so excited."

   (end of this chapter)