Chapter 1504
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"Little Brother, are you hungry?"
Little Qing Luo took the steamed bun but didn't eat it immediately. Instead, she leaned over to the young boy and asked softly.
The young boy glanced at the cold hard steamed bun and frowned. "Do you eat this every day?"
If he didn't hear it wrong.
Didn't Ye Tian Kuang just say that this girl was the Young Matriarch of Three Springs Sect?
A dignified Young Matriarch living in such a place and eating this kind of steamed bun?
Little Qing Luo blinked her watery eyes and pinched a small piece of the cold hard steamed bun and sent it to the young boy's mouth. "Not every day. These are secretly left for me by Little Yu. Sometimes I can't even eat them."
The steamed bun was stained with blood from Little Qing Luo's fingers.
He frowned and wanted to turn his head away.
But, when he saw that pair of pure beautiful eyes.
His mouth opened subconsciously.
The steamed bun mixed with Little Qing Luo's blood entered his mouth.
Seeing him eat it, Little Qing Luo's face showed a big smile.
Until half of the steamed bun was eaten.
The young boy came back to his senses and looked away. "I'm not eating anymore."
Little Qing Luo didn't force him.
She threw the steamed bun that had brushed past the young boy's mouth into her own mouth without any hesitation.
It was just a very ordinary action.
But the young boy's heart inexplicably accelerated.
This feeling made him extremely helpless.
This was just a ten-year-old girl.
He would actually feel … shy?
The young boy's heart was complicated. Little Qing Luo didn't notice.
She divided the remaining half of the steamed bun into half and handed it to Little Zi Ling. "Ling 'er, you must be hungry. Let's eat together."
She kept staring at her Miss as she gave the steamed bun to a stranger she didn't know.
Zi Ling's heart was actually against it.
But looking at her Miss feeding him so happily.
Little Zi Ling suppressed the displeasure in her heart.
Her young miss was too kind.
That was why she suffered all kinds of bullying in the Ye family.
Looking at the half steamed bun that Little Qing Luo handed over, Little Zi Ling endured the hunger in her stomach and shook her head. "Miss, I'm not hungry. You should eat quickly."
"Just eat when I tell you to. Every time you say you're not hungry, your stomach is obviously growling." Little Qing Luo couldn't help but put the steamed bun into Little Zi Ling's hand.
Then, he wolfed down the rest of the steamed bun.
Little Zi Ling retreated to another corner of the room, where she slept.
The thin quilt was too small, and it could only accommodate two of them at most.
Little Qing Luo also couldn't call Little Zi Ling to the bed, so her little body curled up beside the young boy.
Gradually, Xiao Qing Luo leaned on the young man and fell into a deep sleep.
In the night, the young boy's tightly shut eyes opened.
He glanced sideways at the beautiful girl nestled in his arms.
No matter how cold the wind was, it blew.
His heart did not feel the slightest bit of coldness.
On the contrary, it was a scorching heat that burned in his heart.
An indescribable and unfamiliar feeling gradually sprouted from the bottom of his heart.
…
The next day.
Ye Tian Kuang sent an old doctor to treat Little Qing Luo's injuries.
The old doctor often came to treat Little Qing Luo's injuries.
He didn't have much respect for this unfavored Young Matriarch.
After he came, he didn't even check his pulse.
He threw a few bags of medicinal herbs at the entrance of the courtyard and left.
Anyway, this unfavoured Young Sect Master had only suffered superficial injuries from the other few young ladies.
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