I forcefully pamper the little pitiful uncle, he is wild and lustful

She didn't sleep well last night, and Zhao Shiguang made such a fuss in the morning. An Ruo was physically and mentally exhausted, and she actually slept until noon.

"Well……"

"Are you awake?" Ling Shaoqing's voice came from beside her, frightening An Ruo to the point where she hugged the quilt and backed away.

If Ling Shaoqing hadn't caught her in time, she would have fallen directly under the bed.

"You, you... uncle, why are you here?"

Ling Shaoqing directly carried him back with the quilt: "It's not that some little piggy is restless even when he's asleep and keeps grabbing the corner of my clothes. I can only stay here with you."

Um, Piggy? What a shameful nickname.

An Ruo saw that Ling Shaoqing's clothes were wrinkled and she quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, uncle, I didn't mean to do it. I promise not to grab your clothes next time."

"Catch whatever you want, whatever you want."

"Ok?"

Ling Shaoqing's eyes were filled with tenderness and distress.

He knew that this was a sign of Anruo's extreme insecurity.

"Good boy, get up. The food is ready. Little Piggy's stomach has grumbled several times."

An Ruo blushed in embarrassment and stretched out her little hand to push Ling Shaoqing away. Just as she was about to get out of bed, Ling Shaoqing had already taken a step ahead of her and picked her up by the waist.

The feeling of being instantly weightless made her subconsciously hug Ling Shaoqing's neck tightly.

"Ah, uncle, what are you doing? Put me down!"

"Don't move. Your foot is injured and you can't use it for the time being."

An Ruo looked down at her feet, then looked at Ling Shaoqing's serious look, and could only say helplessly: "Put me in the bathroom. I want to wash up. I haven't brushed my teeth yet."

"it is good."

The person in your arms is soft and waxy, and you will become addicted when you hold her.

When they got to the bathroom, Ling Shaoqing didn't even intend to put her down. An Ruo blushed and felt a little embarrassed: "Uncle, you can put me down now. I still want to..."

"what?"

An Ruo lowered her head and whispered quickly: "We still need to resolve an internal crisis."

After hearing this, Ling Shaoqing secretly blushed and took An Ruo out again and put on her slippers before placing her on the bathroom floor.

"Call me after you wash up and I'll hold you."

He even squeezed the toothpaste for her thoughtfully: "Uncle Li sent people to buy these daily necessities. You can use them with confidence. The pink towel is yours."

"it is good."

After Ling Shaoqing went out and closed the door for her, An Ruo moved her feet. It didn't hurt at all, okay?

Ling Shaoqing took care of her like she was taking care of a person who couldn't take care of herself. It was so embarrassing.

So after she finished packing, she walked out by herself.

In order to show that her feet were fine, she even kicked off her slippers and jumped on the ground twice.

As you can imagine, she soared into the sky again.

"Uncle, my feet are really fine!"

"Why don't you wear slippers?"

"Just... I'm used to it. My bare feet are quite comfortable."

An Ruo didn't want to say how she developed this habit, because when she was at Zhao's house, no one prepared slippers for her.

The servants at home disliked the fact that she would make the floor dirty when she wore ordinary shoes, so no matter whether it was winter or summer, as long as she returned to Zhao's house, she would go around barefoot.

Over time, it really became a habit. Except in winter when the floor is too cold, walking barefoot on the ground is really comfortable.

But Ling Shaoqing put her on the bed and not only put her in slippers, he even went to the cloakroom and took out a pair of pink and tender socks to wear for her himself.

An Ruo quickly retracted her feet and snatched the socks from his hand: "I will do it myself, uncle. I have hands and feet, and I am not disabled."

Ling Shaoqing retracted his hand angrily, with a trace of loneliness flashing in his eyes, but he still warned: "Even if I am not here, you must wear these slippers from now on. The ground is cold and cold, and you girls are weak and you have to stay barefoot on the ground for a long time." If you walk, it will affect your body."

An Ruo's sock-wearing hand paused for a moment, then nodded heavily.

No one had ever said this to her before, and Ling Shaoqing once again made her tense and inferior heart feel warm.

"I see, uncle."

Finally, at An Ruo's insistence, she walked downstairs to the restaurant.

The kitchen prepared a particularly sumptuous lunch. Because she didn't know her preferences, the kitchen could only prepare a variety of dishes that were spicy and sweet.

An Ruo looked at the large table full of dishes, a little stunned, and stood aside without daring to serve.

Ling Shaoqing personally pulled out the chair for her and pushed her to sit on the chair: "From now on, sit at the dining table and eat properly."

Among the detailed investigation materials sent by Ji Kai, a servant who had worked in the Zhao family for several years and left described An Ruo's life in the Zhao family in detail.

This naturally includes that Anruo can only eat the leftover meals of their servants in a small corner of the kitchen.

An Ruo looked a little overwhelmed at the dinner table, which deeply hurt Ling Shaoqing's heart.

In the future, he will make up for all the hardships An Ruo has suffered in the past 18 years.

"Little girl, what flavor do you like?"

An Ruo looked at the large table of dishes and quietly swallowed her saliva. She could say whatever she wanted, but her eyes were fixed on the large pot of hot-looking Maoxuewang in the middle of the table.

Ling Shaoqing silently made a note in his heart, "I like it spicy."

He put Mao Xuewang in front of An Ruo and said, "Eat less. Eating too much spicy food can easily cause you to get angry."

An Ruo looked at Ling Shaoqing with bright eyes: "Can I eat it?"

"Of course, or do you want uncle to feed you?"

Hey?

An Ruo shook her head quickly, picked up her chopsticks and started eating.

The red oil-heavy Maoxuewang was spicy and fragrant. An Ruo was reserved at the beginning but then developed a huge appetite. While eating, she raised her head and spoke to Ling Shaoqing with her spicy red mouth.

"Uncle, this is really delicious. You should try it too."

An Ruo didn't expect that Ling Shaoqing would come over and lower his head to directly eat the piece of tripe on her chopsticks into his own mouth.

While she was stunned for a moment, Ling Shaoqing had already licked her mouth: "Well, it tastes pretty good."

Ah!

What should I do if my uncle is a bit seductive?

An Ruo quickly lowered his head to hide his instantly blushing face.

Ling Shaoqing's heart felt soft when he saw her cute little reaction. He carefully removed the fish bones from the steamed fish on the side and put it in her bowl, then put some green vegetables in it.

"Eat a balanced diet."

An Ruo lowered her head and shoveled the rice into her mouth. After finally waiting for the heat on her face to pass, she raised her head and saw Mao Xuewang being brought down by the aunt in the kitchen.

"Hey, my hair is full of blood, I haven't finished eating yet...Uncle..."

Ling Shaoqing peeled off another shrimp and put it directly into her mouth that was open in surprise: "Although Maoxuewang is delicious, you can't be greedy. You have to eat a little of other dishes as well, you know?"

An Ruo watched eagerly as Mao Xuewang entered the kitchen, and could only say "Oh."

Ling Shaoqing then ordered the butler standing by: "Uncle Li, inform the kitchen to cook a spicy dish for every meal from now on, and the rest should be lighter and healthier."

"Yes, sir."

When An Ruo heard that there was a spicy dish in every meal, her eyes suddenly brightened up again. She raised her eyes and watched Ling Shaoqing take a big mouthful of green vegetables, puffing out her cheeks and laughing: "Thank you, uncle."