Fantasy: The Heavenly Dao revolves around me

Holy Land, Shishui Peak
When I came back here, I found that it was already autumn.
early autumn.
The orange tree planted by the small pavilion two years ago has been full of fruit this year. When I looked up, even though the green leaves were gradually withering and yellowing under the blowing of the autumn wind, what caught my eye was the thriving orange fruit.
The harvest season is not yet over, no one will feel bleak at this moment.
“Auntie”
“Um?”
“Auntie…”
“What’s wrong?”
Gu Shiyun looked at the child in her arms amusedly.
Fang Mingjing was sitting on her lap right now, his bright eyes were wide open, and he just looked at this side, as if he really wanted to say something.
“What’s wrong with Jing’er? Could it be that he just had a nightmare during his lunch break?”
“no.”
“Then what happened?”
Gu Shiyun’s voice became very gentle.
It was a soft, very pleasant voice.
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And when he said this, the beautiful woman was also looking at him. On that overly beautiful face, Fang Mingjing saw a maternal and gentle expression.
So,
“…I was thinking about my aunt, I’ve been thinking about it all the time.”
So coquettish.
Because he said what he wanted to say from the bottom of his heart, Little Shengzi seemed to relax, and then a cute smiling face appeared again.
hey hey hey
Gu Shiyun stroked his backhead.
Looking at her own child who was happier than anyone else at this time, she couldn’t help but smile slightly, and at the same time, she probably realized why he was like this.
Jing’er is a child who easily feels lonely…
During the time of cultivating alone in the quiet room, it must be because I have not been able to see my aunt so I am a little uneasy, right?
“A clingy child…” Even though he said that, his tone was full of pampering.
“Hey, Ming Jing, am I clingy?”
“Yes.”
“It’s a lie… I can’t even stick to it.”
I used my small face to cling to Gu Shiyun’s arms, but it didn’t stick to it at all.
The beautiful woman couldn’t help being amused.
It seems that as long as there is this child, she will always be very easily affected by emotions, and will become happy and satisfied because of even a little thing about him.
I really want to hug him more.
Gu Shiyun thought so from the bottom of her heart.
As if I always feel that this is not enough, I always want to touch him more, tell him I love you more, touch him with my lips more…
That’s really wonderful.
“What is Auntie thinking?”
“What do you want for dinner tonight?”
“I want to eat meat.”
“Okay, then eat meat.”
“I should be able to eat a lot today.”
“Well, let Qing He prepare more later.”
With that said, Gu Shiyun couldn’t help but hug him up a bit.
Feeling the faint milk fragrance lingering on his body, this made the beautiful woman’s brows and eyes reveal a touch of joy…
It’s really been a long time for Jing’er to retreat this time.
The atmosphere was filled with warmth and silence for a moment.
The autumn wind is very cool.
Seeing the gently swaying fruit on the orange tree not far away, Fang Mingjing was a little greedy, but what Auntie said just now was still a little sour.
Then wait another two days…
Fang Mingjing was a little engrossed when he watched the pet cat and squirrel chasing and playing with each other on the tree.
Slowly it turned from afternoon to evening, and soon it was night again, and it was almost time for dinner.
After entering the room, Liu Shimei took the little Shengzi from his aunt.
“Grandma~”
“Hmm… Aijia’s cute little lion~”
The empress dowager’s charming and charming face was full of doting. She moved closer to him, smiling lightly, Fang Lan exhaled from her moist red lips, as if breathing on the tip of Fang Mingjing’s nose.
“Didn’t the little tiger come last time?”
“Do you remember it for Ai’s family?”
“That’s right~” Fang Mingjing was very happy.
“Every time Jing’er comes out of the quiet room, the queen mother is always so overjoyed.” Gu Shiyun laughed.
“…Sincerely, who told Jing’er to hold Aijia’s heart tightly.”
Liu Shimei held his little hands and sat down at the table with Gu Shiyun.
What I want to eat for dinner is the hot pot. At this moment, Qing He has already prepared everything.
The cooking pot on the table was gurgling and steaming, and the milky white soup inside was boiling, exuding the aroma of long-simmered beef bones and radishes, and outside the pot were several cooked foods, cold dishes and pastries.
In addition, a small jug of wine is also prepared.
Although Fang Mingjing doesn’t drink this thing, he doesn’t hate Gu Shiyun or Liu Shimei drinking it… Especially every time Liu Shimei drinks to the point of tipple, he will be more open when he loves him.
“Does Jing’er want to drink some soup first?”
“Later, I want to eat meat first.”
“Then Aijia, hello…Qing He, please sit down quickly.”
“Yes.”
There are two kinds of meat to cook in the pot: beef and venison. To be honest, Fang Mingjing is not very used to eating the latter, so the beef is basically prepared for him.
The beautiful woman picked up the chopsticks with her slender hands as white as jade, dipped the scalded meat in water, and blew the hot air lightly before feeding it to his mouth with a spoon.
…Although he can do it by himself, Fang Mingjing is completely used to this kind of scene after being doted on till now.
“How about it?”
“this is delicious.”
Probably because of his delicate teeth, the meat prepared for the little Shengzi has always been taken from the beef tenderloin, which is the tenderest piece of meat, with almost no fat.
And the beef tenderloin is only a relatively small piece in the whole cow. Even if Fang Mingjing’s appetite is not big, he doesn’t know how many cows the meat will be taken from after a meal. .