Fast forward to two and a half years old: The villain boss is obsessed with raising cubs

The morning light was dim, and the cool breeze blew into the house through the windows, bringing a touch of coolness.

Luo Yunfei was not a sleeper and had woken up very early.

However, the little girl did not ask the servants to come in to wash her. Instead, she clapped her head and stared at the soft little chubby boy sleeping sprawled out next to her.

Originally, Miaomiao was going to live in the maid's dormitory, but Luo Yunfei was unwilling and insisted on leaving Miaomiao in her own room. Several personal maids tried to persuade her to live in the maid's dormitory, but in the end she had no choice but to go with Luo Yunfei.

Under the burning eyes of her friends, little Miaomiao didn't feel any discomfort and continued to sleep soundly.

Luo Yunfei lay next to Miaomiao and looked at Miaomiao curiously.

She couldn't understand why Miaomiao looked so cute.

White, round eyes, round face, round body, like a round ball, soft and easy to pinch.

The eyelashes are also so long, like small fans.

Because he was sleeping on his stomach, the little guy's soft face was pressed against the pillow, and his small breasts were squeezed into a rounded arc, which made Luo Yunfei's hands feel itchy.

Just do it, Luo Yunfei followed her inner thoughts and reached out to pinch Miaomiao's face.

The stunned little guy frowned, as if he was disturbed by Luo Yunfei's movements.

Luo Yunfei subconsciously retracted her hand, feeling a little guilty.

However, Miaomiao just pouted, reached out to scratch her itchy face, turned over, and continued to fall asleep.

call--

Luo Yunfei breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Miaomiao was not woken up.

Time gradually passed, the sun rose higher and higher, and it was almost time for Luo Yunfei to study.

Lord Shangshu valued this little daughter very much and hired a famous teacher to teach Luo Yunfei early.

Cuilan saw that the time was getting later and later, and she couldn't help but feel a little anxious outside the door.

If he doesn't go, given Master Cui's temper, he will definitely file a complaint with the master.

After thinking about it, Cuilan knocked on the door gently and reminded:

"Miss, it's almost time for class."

Inside the house, Luo Yunfei came to her senses and shouted toward the door: "Come in."

After saying that, he gently poked the little boy who was addicted to sleep and couldn't help himself.

"Miaomiao, wake up."

After several calls in a row, Miaomiao opened her eyes in confusion.

"What's wrong with Feifei?"

Rubbing his eyes, with a head of explosive curly hair, the little guy asked in a sweet voice.

Luo Yunfei smiled and rubbed Miaomiao's hair: "I'm going to class."

Miao Miao's round eyes opened slightly when she heard it clearly, and then she remembered that she still had to go to work.

The kid with little work experience still had a good attitude. Knowing that he had gotten up late, he hurriedly climbed out of bed, thinking about the work that Sister Cuiyun had told him to do, and ran around the house to give Luo Yun Fei gets clothes and changes.

He is obviously still a little baby who doesn't even know how to dress himself, but he is about to start dressing others. This scene can only be described as being in a hurry.

Fortunately, Luo Yunfei didn't mind. If Miaomiao couldn't handle it, she would do it herself.

After all this busy work, at least they were not late, and the two children hurriedly ran to the classroom.

Especially Miaomiao, those short legs were almost smoking.

Cui Fuzi's classes are hard to find in Kyoto. Although Luo Shangshu hired Cui Fuzi to teach at his house, they only taught once every ten days.

One class lasted a whole day.

Speaking of which, today is the first time for Miaomiao to meet Master Cui.

The little book boy Miaomiao sat next to the young lady obediently and polished the ink for the young lady conscientiously.

Master Cui frowned as he looked at the child below who obviously had no ability to take care of himself.

Let a three-year-old child be a book boy for a five-year-old child? It's unclear who will take care of the two children. What does Miss Seventh's biological mother think?

After the morning class ended, the little book boy who had been diligently polishing his ink breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Master Cui leave.

Rubbing her wrist, Miaomiao felt a little sore.

I'm so tired from work.

At such a young age, the little stupid boy already felt the sadness of being a social animal.

"Tired?"

"A few."

Miaomiao answered the boss's questions honestly.

Luo Yunfei rubbed Miaomiao's fleshy little hands: "The ink is enough for today. Don't grind the ink in the afternoon. Just play in the yard. I'll come find you after class, okay?"

Although she really wanted Miaomiao to accompany her, Luo Yunfei took into account the characteristics of Miaomiao at this age and knew that it was a bit difficult for her to stay in the classroom honestly, so she was considerate and allowed Miaomiao to play by herself.

Miaomiao's eyes lit up and she was very excited about her friend's proposal.

The little boy nodded vigorously: "Okay, okay~"

Looking at the little fat kid who nodded in agreement without hesitation, Luo Yunfei pursed her lips unhappily and slapped the fat kid on the head hard.

"I'm going to finish class soon, you have to wait for me, do you know?"

"Miaomiao knows."

The sworn little kid patted his chest and promised.

After the lunch break, there was class in the afternoon. Miaomiao followed Luo Yunfei's instructions and strolled in the garden next to the classroom.

There are many exotic flowers and plants planted in this garden, which is still very attractive to Miaomiao.

Remembering not to pick flowers or weeds casually, Miaomiao just got closer and smelled, nothing else.

"What, there's already a hotpot restaurant in Kyoto?"

The little boy was squatting among the flowers when he suddenly heard the girl's disbelieving voice.

Miaomiao's ears moved, and she felt that the voice sounded familiar.

Pulling the flowers in front of me, not far away stood the bad guy I saw before at the lake.

I don't know why, even if it was just the second time to see Luo Qingqing, Miaomiao still felt a complex emotion uncontrollably.

It seemed that disgust and fear were intertwined. The little guy couldn't bear such negative emotions and his body was shaking slightly.

888 noticed something was wrong with Miaomiao and quickly asked: "Miaomiao, what's wrong with you?"

Why did it suddenly start shaking?

Miaomiao's eyes were wet and full of confusion: "Miaomiao doesn't know."

The little guy couldn't explain why.

888 frowned, doubting his memory for the first time.

From the moment he entered this world, there was something unreasonable and weird everywhere.

The suddenly disappearing points, the confusing plot, and Miaomiao's abnormal reaction.

All of this made 888 feel suspicious.

However, none of this has been confirmed. Even if 888 has many thoughts in his heart, he can only press the button temporarily and plans to make a report to the main system first and let his superiors check the world.

Luo Qingqing looked at Green Lake with his head lowered in front of him, his brows furrowed tightly.

She murmured to herself: "It's impossible. There should be no hot pot in this world. How could hot pot suddenly appear? Is it possible that there are other book wearers besides me?"

This is not okay.