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

"What is it?" Lu Guo asked.

"Miss Lu Guo, can you help Miaomiao tie up her hair?"

After struggling for a moment, Mu Tingyu said it anyway.

It's obviously what you should do, but you have to trouble others.

The young boy who rarely asked for help from others pursed his lips and his ears were slightly red.

Is that all?

Seeing Mr. Mu's coy look, Lu Guo thought it was a big deal.

"Of course." Lu Guo nodded and agreed without hesitation.

It was just a matter of tying up hair. Lu Guo was the one who specialized in combing hair around Meng Baiying, and his skills were beyond words.

Mu Tingyu breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and stepped back: "Miss Luguo, please."

"No, no, you're welcome, Master Mu."

Lu Guo was a little flattered. Since she was a child, this was the first time she had been treated in such a gentle and courteous manner, except for Madam and Miss Miaomiao.

Although the others would naturally do something to save themselves because they were the madam's personal maids, Lu Guo could still feel that they did not treat her as a human being.

When Lu Guo entered, Miaomiao was already sitting obediently on the stool, waiting for Lu Guo to tie her hair.

Seeing the green fruit, the little guy waved enthusiastically.

"Good morning, Sister Luguo."

The cute little cub and the cute voice can't help but make people feel lighter.

Subconsciously raising a smile, Lu Guo smiled brightly: "Good morning, Miss Miaomiao~"

"Hey, Sister Luguo, don't you want to tie Miaomiao's hair? Let's start now."

Afraid that Lu Guo would be embarrassed to take the initiative, the enthusiastic little guy quickly handed over his head.

Ok?

Listening to this, Lu Guo slowly raised a question mark.

Did she want it?

"You're welcome, Miaomiao's hair, sister Luguo, you can play with it as you like."

Thinking that Lu Guo was shy, the little guy entertained her warmly.

"No, Miss Miaomiao, slave..."

"It's getting late, so let's finish it quickly. I'll have class soon."

A certain guilty brother interrupted Lu Guo's words and lied nervously, completely forgetting that he no longer had to go to class.

But Miaomiao didn't notice this. As for Lu Guo, she didn't even know Mu Tingyu's situation, so the two of them were fooled.

Lu Guo's combing skills are very good, her movements are light and gentle. Unlike Mu Tingyu at the beginning, neither light nor heavy, she does not hurt Miaomiao at all. Her slender fingers move dexterously through the hair, like a A dancing butterfly.

Mu Tingyu was sitting next to him, staring at Lu Guo's movements with all his concentration. While watching, he followed the movements with his hands and studied silently.

The stubborn villain brother will never allow himself to have shortcomings.

Except cooking, of course.

With flowers on her hairpin, the little guy shook his head and looked at Mu Tingyu with his big round eyes.

"Brother, does it look good?" the cub asked expectantly.

Mu Tingyu will naturally not let Miaomiao down.

He smiled lightly and praised in a gentle tone: "She's beautiful. Miaomiao is the prettiest and cutest little girl in the world."

Miaomiao loves to hear nice words, and gets extremely happy when she is praised, with her little short legs swaying happily.

After washing up, the beautifully dressed little fat boy bid farewell to Mu Tingyu and the two reluctant impostor brothers in Songzhuyuan, and happily followed Lu Guo to Qichishe.

Miaomiao hadn't had breakfast yet, so Luguo specifically told Mu Tingyu that his wife had prepared breakfast for Miaomiao.

At the same time, all the servants in Qichi's residence started to move.

"Where are the pastries? I remember asking for milk cakes. Are you ready?" Meng Baiying asked the maid next to her.

The maid nodded: "Everything is ready."

"What is that?" Meng Baiying glanced and noticed a pastry on a plate.

The servant next to me replied: "Madam, this is glutinous rice cake."

Meng Baiying thought for two seconds, then waved her hand and said decisively: "Withdraw."

Glutinous rice cakes are difficult to digest and children have weak stomachs, so it is better not to keep them.

After giving these instructions, Meng Baiying still felt uneasy and walked to the garden.

Seeing the newly erected swing from a distance, Meng Baiying suddenly remembered something: "Has the swing been polished? There must be no barbs on it, otherwise it will hurt Miaomiao."

"I've asked the masters to polish it all. It's very smooth. I'm sure it won't hurt Miss Miaomiao."

The boy who was specifically in charge of this matter patted his chest and made a solemn promise.

Meng Baiying nodded: "That's good."

After all the instructions were given, Meng Baiying had time to rest. She sat on the chair and took a sip of tea to moisten her throat.

"Madam, Madam, Miss Miaomiao has arrived in the front hall."

The little maid who was in front to inquire about the news said as she ran.

Meng Baiying was overjoyed, stood up and wiped her mouth. After vaguely seeing the figures of Miaomiao and Luguo, she sat down again pretending to be reserved.

"Aunt~"

Miaomiao was not as reserved as Meng Baiying. The little girl was heartless and called her aunt at the top of her lungs before she even reached the door.

The little baby's voice was soft and crisp, and Meng Baiying's heart softened when she was shouted at.

After all, she couldn't help it anymore, and Meng Baiying walked to the door to greet Miaomiao.

"Good morning, aunt."

The enthusiastic little baby threw herself into Meng Baiying's arms. Meng Baiying hugged the soft little baby, feeling the little guy's closeness, and the smile in her eyes spread unconsciously.

"Are you hungry?"

"I'm hungry." Miaomiao touched her belly and nodded honestly.

Miaomiao didn't eat anything all night.

"Come and see what aunt has prepared. Take whichever you like."

It took some effort to pick up the little fat kid and put it on the stool. Meng Baiying sat next to Miaomiao, smiling.

The table was full, as simple as dumplings, porridge and cakes, as complex as shrimps, crabs and fish meat. Meng Baiying put out all the breakfast items she could make.

"Wow!"

The ignorant little kid opened his mouth wide and his eyes widened.

How can Miaomiao's belly fit so much breakfast?

Miao Miao glanced at her belly worriedly, feeling a little troubled.

It's wasted if you can't eat it.

Meng Baiying: "If you can't eat it, don't eat it. Just give the rest to the servants."

Miaomiao was startled, and then she realized that she had spoken out her inner thoughts.

"My dear, let's try this first. This porridge has been cooked for an hour. It's soft, fragrant and smooth, with rich taste. The temperature is just right."

Picking up a bowl of mushroom and chicken porridge, Meng Baiying took a spoonful of it slowly and let it cool down a bit before bringing it to Miaomiao's mouth.

Miaomiao opened her mouth and sucked it in. The stewed soft chicken mixed with rice grains slid into her throat, with a fresh aroma of mushrooms.

In an instant, the little guy opened his eyes wide: "It tastes good!"

Meng Baiying wiped the corners of Miaomiao's mouth: "If it tastes good, drink more."

After breakfast, Miaomiao's stomach was already full. She held her aunt's hand and walked leisurely in the garden to eat.

While she was relaxing, Miaomiao heard a familiar voice: "Miaomiao?"

As soon as the little guy turned his head, he met his mother's eyes as if she was raped.

Miaomiao:? ? ?