Chapter 542
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That day, Song Song cried for a long time and alarmed many people. Even the nanny went out to comfort her.
When she came back, she said to him, "The girl next door is so funny. She's so cute when she asks people if they can eat a muddy pig trotter! Young Master Ze, do you like little girls like that …? "
She chattered for a long time but didn't get any response, so she calmly went to make lunch.
She knew that Sheng Yize was autistic and wouldn't talk to others.
She didn't know that Sheng Yize listened to her. He imagined the dirty meatball crying, and his mysophobia was about to act up.
After lunch, he went back to his room for a nap.
He was actually a worry-free kid. Other than not talking and ignoring people, he was impeccable and wouldn't cause trouble. He had a normal schedule, clear logic, and was extraordinarily smart. Even his illness seemed to be from jealousy that he was a god's favored one.
Lying on the bed with his eyes closed, Auntie Mo knocked on the door and put a box of chocolates in front of his bed.
"Young Master Ze, this is chocolate. I'll put it here, but don't eat too much, or your teeth will hurt."
Then, she left. Sheng Yize frowned. Only an idiot would like to eat this kind of food. He was too lazy to touch it!
The sun was warm, and the town's unique fresh air blew into his face. He squinted his eyes in satisfaction, but then he heard a rustling outside the window.
Who is it?
He was confused.
Not long after, a round head popped out of the window and stared at him with her big eyes.
Their eyes met, and they didn't say anything.
"Erfu, a little higher!" she pouted. A man's voice came from below, "Song Song, you're too fat! Ouch … "
She leaned on the window sill and looked at Sheng Yize's handsome face.
Hehe ~ Hehehe ~
This brother is so good-looking ~
Sheng Yize glared at her impatiently, and Song Song shivered in fear. She hesitantly handed over a jasmine flower. "Huahua, for you …"
He looked away coldly, and his attitude was clear: don't.
Song Song suffered a blow, and her glass-like black eyes dimmed. Just as she was about to leave, she saw the box of chocolates by Sheng Yize's bedside.
The small golden balls were placed in an exquisite big box, and they looked very delicious at first glance …
Foodie Song was drooling and waving his little arms with a look of yearning.
Er Fu's physical strength had reached its limit. He roared, "Song Song, are you done yet? I don't care anymore!"
"Oh?"
Er Fu let go of her. He had originally put Song Song on his shoulder, but now that he had loosened his grip, Song Song was about to fall …
A pair of slightly cold hands grabbed Song Song in time.
Song Song's eyes widened as she looked at the face that was so good that it didn't seem real. She could even count how many eyelashes he had …
Sheng Yize glanced down. Although the window wasn't high, it would probably be quite difficult for the meatball to fall.
He casually scooped her up, and then … the foodie Song threw herself onto his bed and quickly crawled towards the chocolate.
Sheng Yize was speechless. Er Fu, who was outside the window, made a face. "Fat Song Song, ugly Song Song, you can stay at Big Brother's house alone. I'm leaving ~"
The little friend ran away. Song Song didn't care, and she hugged the box of chocolates and giggled.
"Brother Ah Zhe … can I eat it?"
Sheng Yize's face was cold and expressionless as he snatched it.
The expression on his face was clear: No!
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