Looking from Song Zhao's perspective, you can only see the boy's sharp jawbone and the sexy and protruding Adam's apple between the frosty white robe.

She stood on tiptoe slightly, looked straight with him, and said seriously, "I don't like crabapple flowers."

"Then what flowers do you like?" he asked casually, his lips curled up, with a bit of fun, "Maybe I can give you a few."

Song Zhao didn't understand why.

"If you think it's possible," Si Yu stroked the robe and said noble and coldly, "...I'm willing to let you call me brother."

The little girl was so cute that she had just lost her brother, so she must be very uncomfortable.

For her infatuation with him, he didn't mind making up for her brother.

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

Song Zhao felt that she had a big hallucination.

The powerful minister said this, wasn’t it to comfort her?

Song Zhao glanced at him and muttered softly, "Eavesdropping on others' words is a very immoral act."

He still remembers that the young pervert was a person with strong moral concepts.

Si Yu turned sideways, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and his low magnetic voice became a little deeper.

"other people?"

“…”

The powerful minister is angry!

"...Of course, it doesn't include Si Xiaolangjun!" Song Zhao said words to be tempted with a wink, his voice soft and sweet, "Si Xiaolangjun is a good person, and everything he does is right. He is simply a walking moralist!"

Si Yu had no expression on his face.

The little girl is becoming less and less reserved, so she doesn't have to be so involuntarily.

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

"Grandma asked me to give you a midnight snack to Mr. Si!" Song Zhao raised the lunch box like a treasure, and diligently gave his family a sense of pleasure. "It's all fresh and delicious food! It's so delicious. Everyone in my family can care about you and let you treat the General's Mansion as your own."

The little girl is full of desire for credit, thinking that you must be kind 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 obviously has a crush on him and has worked hard to bring warmth to him on a rainy night, but she insists on telling her family about her family.

He did not intend to expose the little girl's bitter conscience.

"?" Song Zhao slowly raised a question mark.

What he knows, why doesn't she understand?

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

Song Zhao had to follow him into the house like a small tail.

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

Song Zhao put the lunch box on the table, turned around and saw the boy untied his clothes facing her.

"What are you doing with your clothes?" Song Zhao's pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes looked around in a hurry, and his embarrassing toes grabbed the ground, reminding him weakly, "I'm still in the house."

Si Yu took off his outer robe and wore only a white bedding dress.

He walked over, drooping his eyelashes, staring at her, and suddenly laughed, "What are you pretending?"

Song Zhao, "?"

Si Yu's eyes were dark, and because he lowered his head, his fair neck formed an extremely eye-catching line.

The collar is slightly wide open, and the candlelight is reflected on it, and the collarbone is exquisite and beautiful.

He casually stretched out a finger and poked it on her flesh nest.

He sneered and said slowly, "Isn't this what you want?"

If he hadn't been because the little girl had done her best to deliver food to him, he would have been betrayed her to repay her kindness?

Because of his actions, the two of them were getting closer.

The young man's gorgeous face became more and more clear in Song Zhao's eyes.

It's really, very seductive.

"Don't poke my face again." Song Zhao raised his chin and whispered. Although he would be revenge if he offended the powerful minister, he could not help but feel wronged.

"So too do you bully me like this, I have a temper."

Si Yu sneered.

Is this considered bullying her?

She probably didn't know what the real bullying was.

The boy sat back to the table with a blanket in his middle clothes.

He supported the chin with one hand, his eyebrows and eyes were sparse, "Come here to set dishes for me."

"……oh."

Song Zhao, who had originally planned to leave, faced the boy's bottomless black eyes and stepped forward to cook dishes for him from the bottom of his heart.

Always remember that this is a powerful minister who will destroy the world in the future, and you must not be provoked!

The dishes were served one by one, and there were eight dishes and a cup of old duck soup.

Song Zhao had never cooked vegetables for anyone. He was not very skilled. When he was taking the soup, he was scalded by the soup. He whispered and poured it on Si Yu.

Si Yu, “…”

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." When she met the young man's dark eyes, Song Zhao felt guilty and scared.

It's miserable! She won't be on the list of deaths of powerful ministers!

"Okay, you know something in your heart, just have fun secretly."

Si Yu stared at her, wasn’t he just cooking a dish for him?
Chapter completed!