Ming Lanruo guided Cang Qiao to experience how to feed her cubs.
Xiaoxi also gave full play to his abilities and told him to know that his father is not so easy to be.
"Hey, my mother raised me so hard back then, you don't know."
The little guy said to Cang Qiao earnestly, and wiped his chest with the oily little hand that had grabbed the chicken legs.
Cang Qiao looked down at the pile of rice grains on his silver exquisite Yunjin robe and oil stains on his clothes, and there was anger at the corners of his eyes.
He took a deep breath and smiled: "Well, now, I understand."
Minglanruo resisted his smile, very good, very good.
Her little armor really let Cang Qiao experience what "parenting" is hard-working.
It was not until Chunhe came over to take Xiaoxi to the yard for a walk to digest food that Cang Qiao breathed a sigh of relief.
Ming Lanruo asked the maid to bring hot water to clean the noodles and wash Cang Qiao's hands and face: "You wash it, I'll let you heat up some food later."
Xiaoxi was making a fuss just now, and he almost didn't eat anything, so she drank a bowl of tofu fish head soup.
The food was cold.
Xiao Qizi's voice came from outside the door: "Master, the whole roasted lamb in the Western Regions is ready."
While washing her hands with Xiang Nizi, Cang Qiao ordered outside the door: "Well, bring it in."
Ming Lanruo was stunned: "What, you have prepared the whole roasted lamb, why didn't you bring it in just now?"
Cang Qiao said: "The weather is cold, so it is best to eat roasted lamb, but roasted lamb is a dry and nourishing thing, and children cannot eat it."
Ming Lanruo watched Xiao Qizi lead someone to carry half of the roasted lamb in.
While Xiao Qizi asked someone to change all the dishes and tablecloths on the table, he said respectfully—
"The shanks and lamb chops are the best places for this kind of lamb. The remaining lamb has been distributed to the rest of the mansion as instructed by the master."
Cang Qiao nodded: "Well, you guys go down."
The burnt and unique spices of roasted lamb are so hot that they can make people feel like they are smelling in cold winter days.
While cleaning his hands gracefully, Cang Qiao said to Minglanruo: "Although Xiaoxi cannot eat roasted lamb, I asked someone to prepare stewed lamb soup and I will send it to Xiaoxi's room later."
Ming Lanruo was stunned and sent it to Xiaoxi's room. Is this meant that Xiaoxi would not come here?
She turned her head and saw that Cang Qiao had casually untied his oil-stained outer robe.
There is also the snow-white inner robe that Xiaoxi deliberately got her into the collar, revealing a sexy and fair chest with clear texture!
A graceful and unruly look.
"——!!" Ming Lanruo suddenly turned back her hot face. This person took off her as soon as she said that.
Ming Lanruo looked at the roasted mutton with golden and crispy skin and oily aroma, and she cleared her throat—
"Well, it smells so good. What kind of spice is this, I have never smelled it."
Cang Qiao's faint voice sounded behind her: "This thing is called cumin, and there are some other spices that were brought back by the Silver Fox from the Western Regions, and the taste is very good."
Minglanruo's slender waist tightened and he had already grabbed it into his arms. His delicate and lonely chin was resting on her neck: "Do you want to try it?"
Minglanruo only felt a heat on his spine, and his warm and hard chest and abdomen were pressed against her slender back.
"Well...you eat meat, just eat meat, be more serious." She moved a little uncomfortable.