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

"What did you say?"

Feeling that the atmosphere seemed a bit strange, Miaomiao raised her head and looked at everyone.

Why did Miaomiao stop talking as soon as she came in?

The cub puffed out his cheeks and looked at several people with suspicion.

Feeling Miaomiao's eyes lingering on him, Song Yuan felt inexplicably sweaty.

The soldiers under Song Yuan would never have guessed that the marshal, who always remained calm even when the mountain collapsed, would actually panic in front of a small, soft-looking cub.

"Ahem, it's nothing. My dear, didn't you bring some cakes over here? Eat them quickly."

Not intending to tell Miaomiao about the unpleasantness just now, Wen Rufeng knelt down and coaxed the little one.

Her attention was attracted by Wen Rufeng, and Miaomiao suddenly forgot what she was going to do and focused on the pastries again.

"That's right, let's eat pastries together. It tastes so good. Let's eat together."

The little guy who was willing to share held the pastry and happily brought it to Wen Rufeng.

Swallowing her saliva, Miaomiao looked at Wen Rufeng expectantly.

On the way here, the little guy couldn't help but secretly tasted a piece.

Because it is specially made for Miaomiao, the pastry is neither big nor small, and Miaomiao’s little hand holds it just right. It is full of milk fragrance, crispy in texture, and has a bit of fruity sweetness, which is very suitable for the taste of the little cub. The guy loved it as soon as he ate it.

Miaomiao has always been generous in sharing things she likes.

Wen Rufeng took a piece and put it in his mouth.

"How is it? Isn't it delicious?"

Before Wen Rufeng had chewed it for a few times, the little boy couldn't wait to ask, his big watery eyes full of expectation for recognition.

Wen Rufeng nodded: "It's delicious."

Miaomiao was happy now, her round eyes curved into crescent moons, her little round belly was full of contentment: "Just tell Miaomiao, everyone will definitely like it."

The corners of Wen Rufeng's mouth curled up slightly, and he looked at the cub with full stinky attributes with a smile.

Wen Rufeng is no longer a child. He has never been a big fan of sweets. In other words, he doesn't pay much attention to appetite. He rarely praises food as delicious. This time, he said it was delicious just to avoid slandering the little ones. It's just a guy's fun.

But now that Miaomiao was so happy, Wen Rufeng suddenly felt that this pastry seemed really good.

How about asking Aunt Hong to make another one?

No, no, Miaomiao ate cakes and sugar today. The sugar intake was enough. If she eats more, it will damage her teeth. Let’s do it tomorrow.

The seemingly calm old father made this decision.

It's not clear what Wen Rufeng was thinking. After Miaomiao was happy, she tugged on the man's hand a little nervously.

Wen Rufeng was puzzled: "Huh?"

"The pastries are delicious, but Miaomiao can't be partial to uncle and give you more, because they have to be shared with everyone."

Miaomiao stared at Wen Rufeng nervously, fearing that her uncle would make trouble with her.

Wen Rufeng: "???"

Does he look like a character who will throw a tantrum because he can't eat pastries?

But he forgot that she couldn't do it, but Miaomiao could.

According to the little one's own brain circuit, if she can't eat the pastries she likes, she will definitely be very sad and sad, and maybe she will roll on the floor twice more.

There is a saying that you should judge others by yourself.

Miaomiao felt that she was making trouble, so she naturally felt that Wen Rufeng would also make trouble.

Seeing that Wen Rufeng didn't speak for a long time, thinking that her uncle was too sad to say anything, Miaomiao quickly took her "ignorant" uncle aside and lowered her voice to comfort her:

"Uncle, be good. Miaomiao will give you an extra piece of candy tomorrow, okay?"

As for the extra share, it will naturally come from Miaomiao's own share.

The poor little kid gets a ration of candy every day. There is only one piece of candy. Giving it out now means that the little kid will have no candy to eat tomorrow. Giving out a piece of candy is not like cutting her flesh, but it will make the little kid feel bad.

But for the sake of the overall situation, this is the only way to do it.

With a serious look on her face, Miaomiao spoke generously in her heart.

In a daze, Wen Rufeng suddenly got an extra piece of candy, even though it was paid in advance.

However, Wen Rufeng himself didn't want Miaomiao to eat too much sugar. Although he didn't understand why the little guy was so generous all of a sudden, it would be good for Miaomiao to eat less sugar.

"Okay."

After thinking about this, Wen Rufeng nodded in agreement. When he looked up, he saw the little guy's strange expression.

It looked like relief and a little heartache.

?

I don't understand.

Miaomiao pursed her lips and muttered in the system space: "Why did uncle agree so quickly?"

She thought her uncle would refuse.

At least give it a little tug, then Miaomiao might not feel so distressed.

888 didn’t understand: “If you don’t want to give it to me, just don’t give it to him.”

The cub shook his head firmly: "No, Miaomiao wants to maintain family harmony."

"Huh?" 888 asked.

Miaomiao didn't listen, but muttered: "It doesn't matter. Miaomiao is a child who loves to share. It's just a piece of candy. Miaomiao will have it the day after tomorrow. It doesn't matter."

After finishing his self-brainwashing, the little guy cheered up again, jumping on his short legs and sharing the cakes with everyone.

Dandan was the first to rush forward, but due to lack of strength when he was born, he was carried aside by a certain black-hearted majesty. When Dandan tried to send it over again, he had no choice but to bite his little skirt and glare at Yuan Dan fiercely. Royal.

Damn it, this beast doesn't want to help this guy!

Mu Cheng and Yuan Yu bared their teeth and smiled happily. They took advantage of Miaomiao's arrival and brushed the little guy's fluffy and soft hair.

Song Yuan has a reserved personality, and his handsome face is always as calm as water. But when he was there, Miaomiao didn't realize she was a little embarrassed. She just held the plate and asked in a low voice: "Uncle, do you want to eat cakes?"

The cub's brain capacity is very small. After being sent here for so many days, Miaomiao doesn't remember much about Song Yuan. She only vaguely feels that this uncle seems familiar.

Realizing this, Song Yuan was a little disappointed, but he quickly recovered and smiled, and his originally serious face softened.

"Thank you Miaomiao."

The atmosphere suddenly became warm, and Miaomiao immediately relaxed a lot. A smile appeared on her face, and she enthusiastically promoted: "Uncle, try it. This one is big. Take this one."

Under the strong recommendation of the cub, Song Yuan took the piece of heavenly cake chosen by Miaomiao.

"delicious."

Noticing that Miaomiao was very concerned about their evaluation of pastries, Song Yuan, who never spoke much, added another sentence.

Sure enough, the little guy immediately looked at Song Yuan with a kind of like-minded gaze, and the relationship between the two people became much closer.

Miaomiao happily ran to her friends holding the pastries.

"Come on Dandan, this is you."

Seeing her sister coming, Dandan, who was angry just now, suddenly stopped being angry. He took the remaining piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth. Before he could taste it, he nodded and said it was delicious.

Humph, don't think that they are the only ones who can please their sister. This divine beast is not in vain.

As for that smelly man (chew, chew, chew), just (chew, chew, chew), let him go for once (chew, chew, chew)... Well, it's quite delicious.