Mo Zhu looked at the young master out of the kitchen, frowned and bit his lips: did he talk too hurtful?

When he came out of the kitchen with the porridge, he thought that the young master who had gone far away was actually sitting at the door of the kitchen yard, sitting dirty on the ground, seemingly waiting for himself.

Sitting as if thinking about something, dull, and a little silly. In the eyes of Mo Zhu, the young master is super cute.

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