The milk group of the five big guys spit milk

Ginger Mianmian...

Unable to help but hold his forehead, he complained ferociously from the bottom of his heart.

Brother Milk Tea turned out to be a tsundere?

"Yeah, would you like to try it?" Jiang Mianmian bared her millet teeth, smiling very beautifully on her little face.

She is not as knowledgeable as Tsundere.

Seeing that Jiang Mianmian did not show the slightest displeasure, Ke Wuxiu lifted the lid of the cup very reservedly, and a dense aroma of bean paste, accompanied by a strong milk aroma, intertwined with the aroma of oolong tea came out.

As a senior milk tea lover, Ke Wuxiu almost couldn't wait to take a sip.

Wow……

His eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but take another sip.

Delicious!

At this moment, his vocabulary is scarce.

"Brother, isn't it delicious? Mianmian made this after looking up the tutorial in person, and Mianmian hugged it in person. The first cup of milk tea made by Mianmian is given to my brother, so my brother will calm down, okay?"

Jiang Mianmian seized the opportunity and gently grabbed the corner of his clothes like a cat, her bright eyes were full of longing.

Like a kitten waiting to be redeemed.

Cute, I want to be hugged and masturbated.

Cough!

Ke Wuxiu felt that his heart was about to turn into soft cotton candy, but he couldn't lose his airs.

So, he raised his eyebrows, raised his jaw slightly, and reluctantly said: "For the sake of your solemnity, I forgive you!"

After a pause, he added: "Only this once!"

Jiang Mianmian cheered instantly, her eyes curved into a pair of beautiful crescent moons: "That's great, thank you Brother Milk Tea!"

Although, she didn't know why she coaxed him.

"Brother Milk Tea, do you want to go down to play now? Who are the people downstairs? Mianmian doesn't know each other. Can you introduce me?"

"Not good!" Ke Wuxiu shook his head.

The next moment, he saw Jiang Mianmian was immature and curious, with a slightly hurt expression, and his expression froze uncomfortably.

He explained: "Those people are people who have offended the Jiang family. You don't need to know Mianmian, and they will never appear in front of you in the future!"

Jiang Mianmian tilted her head: "...huh?"

What do you mean?
The little girl's bright eyes were clear and cool, and she tilted her head like a snow-white cat, showing a curious expression. She looked cute, and she stepped on Ke Wuxiu's heart precisely. People still think the little girl is cute!

He lowered his eyes, drove away the waves in his eyes, and said, "It's okay, let's go down!"

In a boring life, when he meets an interesting little girl, Ke Wuxiu doesn't know what kind of psychology he is in, but in his current position, he is willing to give her the best.

"Oh!" Jiang Mianmian nodded.

At this moment, the white door was suddenly opened.

An overly delicate little boy raised his eyes expressionlessly and looked towards the two of them.

Ke Wuxiu stared at the boy with his dark eyes through the glass, a flash of ferocity flashed in his eyes, and then disappeared in an instant.

His white and slender fingers held the milk tea cup, but the wheelchair turned flexibly, and slowly slid from the balcony into the bedroom.

"Mr. Ke!"

The vassal Yuan gave a faint cry, then looked at Jiang Mianmian.

"Mianmian, come here?"

"Oh!"

Jiang Mianmian blinked and walked over obediently.

Feng Chenyuan is someone she trusts, so subconsciously, Jiang Mianmian will never refuse Feng Chenyuan's request.

The next moment, her hand was tightly grasped by Feng Chenyuan, and then she saw the boy with an overly superior appearance in front of her, and said casually: "Mr. Ke's guests downstairs are all prepared for Mianmian?"

Gee!
The corner of Ke Wuxiu's mouth twitched, but there was an indifferent smile on his lips.

You guessed it, no fun.

Naturally, he would not dig his own grave. The people below were just a gift for the Jiang family.

They all had friction with the Jiang family more or less.

"I don't mind Mr. Ke giving up the plan in his heart, otherwise it will be self-defeating. How about another way?"

Feng Chenyuan didn't intend to guess what Ke Wuxiu was thinking in his heart, so he spoke directly.

But Ke Wuxiu was a little surprised, was it self-defeating?
It's not like he doesn't listen to opinions, he's a dictatorial person, since the kid said he can't do it, he can change to another one, so he asked enthusiastically, "What way?"

"We discussed before to let Butler Sun become Mianmian's teacher, and Mr. Ke agreed!"

The old matter of the vassal Yuan was brought up again.

Ke Wuxiu said: "As long as she agrees!"

Jiang Mianmian: "..."

What the hell are they talking about?Obviously it has something to do with her, but why is she acting like an outsider?

Or is she self-indulgent?
"Yuanyuan, what are you talking about?" She shook Feng Chenyuan's hand and asked curiously.

The vassal Yuan said: "Don't you want to become stronger? I found a teacher for you."

"Teacher?" Jiang Mianmian became even more curious.

The next moment, Feng Chenyuan pointed to the housekeeper standing quietly outside the door, who looked like a statue from the beginning to the end, and explained coldly: "It's her, if you want, you can learn everything you can from her." The ability to save your life, once you start, you can't back down, if you don't want to..."

He lowered his eyes and continued: "Brother Jiang must arrange someone to protect you!"

He looked at Jiang Mianmian, with a clear questioning in his bright peach eyes.

Intuitively, Jiang Mianmian knew that the answer this time was extremely important.

But what is there to think about, becoming stronger is her pursuit.

"No!" She shook her head eagerly.

Feng Chenyuan was unwilling to her answer: "What?"

So, Jiang Mianmian said seriously: "I'm not unwilling, I want to become stronger. As long as Ms. Sun is willing, I will learn from her!"

Then, she looked at the quiet woman: "Are you really willing to teach me?"

Sun Wanying didn't speak, but quietly looked at the girl in front of her. She was slender and tender, exuding a delicate... broken feeling from inside to outside, as if her neck could be broken with just a light force. But what made her pay more attention was the stubbornness and firmness in the girl's eyes.

Belief that if you make a decision, you must complete it.

"I don't like crying girls. If you want to be my student, you have to be obedient, patient, suffer, and even get hurt constantly. Even so, are you willing?"

She asked.

In fact, children do not understand the meaning of it.

I don't know that the so-called obedience means obedience.

I don't know that the so-called suffering is really sweating.

Not to mention the injury, it was really painful.

But inexplicably, Sun Wanying felt that the little girl in front of her could understand.

She looked at Jiang Mianmian with critical eyes, as if waiting for an answer.

Jiang Mianmian still couldn't understand the complexities in Sun Wanying's eyes. Hearing this, she almost didn't even think about it and said, "I'm obedient, patient, hardworking, and not afraid of getting hurt. Teacher Su, next time, please give me your advice!"

The little girl stretched out her soft and fair hand, and handed it to Sun Wanying, her bright eyes were full of joy.

Sun Wanying paused, and at Ke Wuxiu's gesture, she reached out slowly and took Jiang Mianmian's palm.

"Okay, I will formulate a learning opportunity, and after I finish, I will notify you to train!"

"Okay! Teacher Sun!"

Jiang Mianmian smiled and rolled her eyes. At this moment, she didn't know that what she was about to face was a devil teacher.