"This is not good." Xiao Zhibao looked at the little grapefruit aggrievedly, it really didn't taste good.

"Eat it, don't waste it."

Xiao Zhibao looked at the fierce little Pomelo, and then looked at Butler Zhong for help. He was holding a soup cup in his hand, his long eyelashes were curled, and his red lips were slightly pursed.

Butler Zhong smiled and smoothed things over: "It doesn't matter. If you don't like it, you don't have to eat it. Sister is just joking with you."

Little Yuzi laughed out loud, Xiao Zhibao was really easy to bully.

She jumped off the chair, said hello to Butler Zhong and ran to South Garden.

Xiao Zhibao looked at Xiao Youzi's leaving figure and asked Butler Zhong in a low voice: "Is there a forest in the South Garden? Why did everyone go there?"

"Where the class is, the eldest lady is going to class."

"I don't think so. There must be good times and fun things there." Xiao Zhibao said seriously, "Look at sister, she looks so happy."

Butler Zhong coughed lightly: "Because the eldest lady likes to go to class."

Xiao Zhibao:?

South Park.

Ji Changmu has a lounge, but he doesn't have the habit of taking a lunch break. He prefers the environment of the Nanyuan study room, which is quiet and elegant. When he opens the window, he can see the green garden.

There are many books in the study room. Ji Changmu will use his rest time to read or just look at the scenery.

The Ji family used to have a study like this. The study was on the first floor. There was a pomegranate tree in front of the window. He planted it himself, and it would bear abundant fruits every summer.

"Little brother." Little Yuzi ran over and broke the tranquility.

Ji Changmu turned his head, and the little Youzi at the door of the study poked his head out: "Wow, you are indeed in the study, I knew it. There are many fun places in my house, why are you sitting in the study all the time?"

Ji Changmu did not respond.

"I understand, you like reading? Well, little Youzi doesn't like reading, so don't we have no common language? This is not good. Little brother, how about you humor Little Youzi and stop reading, and let's go play together?

"Little Yuzi naturally talks in one way, and she has her own logic.

Her logic is that if two people can't get along, then just a little accommodation will be enough.

"I'm not going out." Ji Changmu refused.

"Little Youzi, let me teach you how to play table tennis. Little Youzi is very good at it."

"I don't need you to teach me, I know how to do it."

"What about singing? My karaoke room is great, and my father bought the speakers from England."

"I don't like it."

"Then what do you like?" Little Yuzi tilted her head, "You can't say reading."

"I just like reading books."

"..." Xiao Youzi felt that Ji Changmu was not accommodating to her at all, "Why don't we sleep together? It's lunch break now. Xiao Youzi's bed is very big, we can sleep together."

"Didn't your parents teach you not to sleep in the same bed with a man?" Ji Changmu's face was cold, almost as cold as ice, and there was no warmth in his words, "Girls must at least have a basic sense of shame.

"

Little Yuzi leaned against the door frame, stunned for a moment by what he said. There were drops of water brewing in her big eyes, as if if he said a few more words, she would cry.

What is this word...

She just felt that her bed was big and she could give him half of it. Her mother also said that good things should be shared.

Her bed is very nice!

Why train her?

This man's words are so unpleasant.
Chapter completed!