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Chapter 1302 Little Pudding, My Husband Calls You Home 19 Don't you want to eat sweet and sour pork?
Is it because he made his precious sister angry, or because...he took away a little maid from his family without saying hello?

At first, I thought she was quite interesting, and I thought about telling him to ask him to come here, but judging from the current battle, there should be nothing to do.

Seeing the god damned turn around and leave, Pudding hurriedly followed, and before carrying out the door, he didn't forget to turn around and shake the duck leg at the man behind him, his eyes curved into crooked smiles again.

Shen Yushen was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled after her unconsciously.

The autumn wind was blowing, and it was a bit cold. Pudding gnawed on the duck leg while shrinking his body, and followed the man, eating and eating. He didn't notice that the man had stopped, and the duck leg in his hand was so majestic. Rub it up, leaving a shiny trace.

dying.

She was startled, and almost immediately hid the duck legs behind the man when he turned around, raised her head to meet his gaze as if nothing had happened, and smiled innocently: "Eldest, young master."

I don't know if I didn't notice it, or if I was attracted by other things, the man who was 20 cm taller than me stood upright, his eyes skipped her obviously flustered face, and the line on the neck was still On the shocking wound.

"How did it hurt?" He asked, no emotion could be heard in his clear and distant voice.

It seemed that he was just curious.

Seeing that he didn't find out what he had caused, Pudding breathed a sigh of relief calmly, and smiled: "Accidentally scratched by a branch, a small injury."

With such a deep wound, if it was any deeper, it might hurt the aorta.

She just said 'a little injury, a little injury' in such a calm and breezy manner, with a playful smile on her face.

Doesn't it hurt?
It shouldn't hurt, right?If it hurts, you should cry, right?Since I didn't cry, it should mean that it doesn't hurt, right?
Pudding watched him turn around, hurriedly followed, and then watched the man take off his suit jacket before getting into the car, and threw it on the ground like trash.

really……

still found.

She clenched the half of the duck leg behind her tightly, tilted her head like a child who did something wrong, and sneaked a peek inside, and then another.

Then I heard a man's clear but cold voice from inside: "Want me to carry you up?"

"..."

Pudding came back to his senses, hurried over, and just bent down, he heard another sentence.

"The things in my hand are lost."

lost? !
Easy to say!Let him eat rice and gnaw steamed buns for years and months and try it out!This duck leg is her number one baby now, whoever touches her will be anxious!
The leg that had already been stretched in was retracted silently, she bent over, and said with a smile: "It's better that you are in front, young master, and I will walk back."

Still just rising, a golden light slid across the horizon and sprinkled down. Her brows were bright, and her bright eyes were bent into a crescent shape, which was even more dazzling than the golden light.

Adam's apple rolls.

The man withdrew his gaze: "Didn't you want to eat sweet and sour pork?"

Pudding was stunned for a moment, and the duck leg slid across a beautiful arc in mid-air, and was ruthlessly left behind.

As if afraid of being left behind, he got into the car in the blink of an eye, wiped his greasy mouth with his sleeve, raised his head and smiled at him: "Can I have a big one?"

"..."

……

The news that the young master personally went to the Shen family to ask for someone spread like wildfire in Mu's house.

(End of this chapter)