Fan Xiu frowned, and it was rare to ignore the difference between men and women. He reached out and put his hand on the back of Cai Xiaotu's hand, warning in a ventral voice: "Don't say more to don't say more!"

What the man said, Cai Xiaotu didn't hear it at all. She just stared at the big hand covering her little hand. How could a man look so white? And every finger is like a work of art, his nails are round and cute, and they don't show femininity, because he is enough to wrap her entire fist. It's so perfect that one hand can surpass the sculpture of Greek mythology. This is not the main point, he actually came to touch her.

Oh my God, it's a good person who only allowed the state officials to set fire and not allowed the people to light the lamps. She didn't let the clothes touch her flesh, but she dared to touch her flesh. Why didn't he get angry? Instead, the little deer in his heart was over. It's over. Vegetable rabbit, you can't do this. He is a monk, and there is no difference between him and the eunuch. Oh no, the eunuch is much better than him.

At least eunuchs can talk about love, platonic, but there is no emotion in Fanxiu's world.

Fan Xiu seemed to realize this, because the little hand under his palm was trembling, and he pulled back calmly, and continued to look at the boy ahead without saying anything more.

Everything was so normal, and no one was watching this, so Cai Xiaotu had an illusion. It was her fantasy just now, and Fan Xiu had never touched her, but the temperature on it was still there, and her heartbeat began to be chaotic. She didn't know what this feeling meant, but she only knew that she could not think about it.

Wait, what did he say just now? Don’t talk too much? Did he accidentally ruin his good deeds? But that’s just a little brat. Calling a little brother is a politeness. In modern times, she always calls her little friends when she sees such babies.

Why didn't anyone notice Fan Xiu's actions just now? It was because all the servants around him lowered their heads and were respectful, as if the children in the throne were the supreme king in their hearts. When the little boy heard the little brother being called, he looked at the teacup without a moment, and he was ruthless and dissatisfied.

As for Ye Yan and the other four, they seemed to have the same confusion as Fan Xiu. They were all worried. Ye Shu always showed her smile and was stroking her fingertips to look at the boy's baby. It was so strange. Even children who had experienced vicissitudes did not have such a sophisticated and mature temperament. The eyebrows were always furrowed and their eyes were sharp.

He often saw this attitude in the former palace master, but Fan Xiu couldn't understand it, let alone his subordinate.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Cai Xiaotu pushed Ye Yan.

"Shh! Palace Master, don't be impatient, let's see!" Ye Yan told me, it's unusual, too unusual.

“Bold!”

At this time, the old woman with a charming charm walked out in her dress, wearing heavy makeup and jewels, but the dense wrinkles at the corners of her eyes betrayed her age. She was in her early forties and proudly walked to the boy and sat down: "What a rude guest!"

Just a little brother, why are you rude? Seeing that his subordinates didn't speak, Fan Xiu didn't speak, and they looked at the baby straight, then smiled and bowed to the old woman: "I guess this is the wife of the owner, right? Then this young master is your... grandson?"

‘Bang!’

"Rare!" The old woman immediately slapped the table: "How do you speak?"
Chapter completed!