milk addicts

The sting wound on his left face has not subsided, and his eyes are still not much bigger than a slit. Because he has been lame all year round and his back is a little bent, not to mention that he has nothing to do with being glamorous, he looks like a strange creature now.

The light in Song Nai's eyes dimmed little by little, and the feeling of shame made him not want to go out to face that beautiful lady of the same age at all.

"Song Nai, where is Ji Shen's tea?"

Mrs. Ji, who had gone back and forth, asked in a low voice in the corridor. Song Nai hurriedly adjusted his dejected expression, put on a professional smile, and pushed the door to go out.

His waist and legs were still a little sore after being tossed and tossed by Mr. Ji all night. He tried his best to straighten his spine and asked in a suitable voice: "Madam, do you want Longjing or Maojian? I'll get it for you."

Mrs. Ji raised her red lips, her beautiful eyes were full of longing for future children and grandchildren, "I want the best one, Ye Lan will be the hostess of this house in the future, you have to be careful, you know?"

Song Nai's heart twitched violently, and the smile he managed to squeeze froze on his face.

"Why are you standing still, go quickly."

"Okay, ma'am."

Mrs. Ji's words hit her face like a wooden stick, and fine pieces of wood slag stuck in her trachea, making it difficult for Song Nai to breathe.

But the nanny job these days allows him to focus on two things. He makes tea skillfully without even looking down.

The dried yellow and curly tea leaves come alive when they encounter water, and slowly stretch out in the boiling water, with a tangy fragrance floating with the transpiring white steam.

Until a high-pitched scream suddenly pulled back his thoughts, Song Nai turned his head, and after seeing the situation outside the floor-to-ceiling window, he broke out in cold sweat immediately, and hurriedly ran out with a limp.

Ye Lan fell down in front of the rose bushes, clutching her rising and falling chest, her neatly combed long flaxen hair was messy and stuck to her face, her demeanor was completely lost. There was a dirty child hidden in the flowers in front of her. Maintaining the posture of picking up the bushes, he poked his head like a goose.

Song Nai hurriedly helped up the frightened lady, and carried Song Le out of the flowers. Song Le's head was covered with petals, and he was holding a muddy carrot tightly. He looked at his brother with a blue face for no reason. pretty sister bowing and apologizing.

"I'm sorry, Miss Ye, Song Le, quickly apologize to Miss."

"Sister, I'm sorry." Song Le listened to her brother very well, although she didn't know why she did something wrong, she still said obediently in a soft, soft, milky voice.

A trace of disdain flashed in Ye Lan's eyes, and she quickly covered it up. She straightened the skirt with her slender fingers, raised her chin and said softly, "It's okay."

Her smile was a bit forced, but enough to fool a servant who made a mistake.

Mrs. Ji, who came to ask questions, reprimanded her a few words, and took Ye Lan to change clothes and freshen up. Seeing that Mrs. Ji didn't pursue it, Song Nai was relieved.

"Brother, look at the bugs I caught."

Song Le didn't know that he had gotten into trouble, and excitedly dragged Song Nai to look at the few earthworms he had dug out of the mud.

Thinking that Song Le would not be able to run wild in the garden so carefree in the future, and would bump into this lady, Song Nai felt melancholy, squatted down, and watched Xiao Lele playing with a few lively little earthworms, dancing and talking about insects. Bug Adventures.

The carrot brooch fell out of favor and was thrown aside, smeared with mud in front of the camera, facing the blue sky with a large white cloud floating in it.

An Yang behind the monitor rubbed his sore ears, thank God, the kid finally didn't repeat the actions of burying and digging carrots, he has experienced the bug's perspective for two days.

After thinking about it for a while, he changed into his clothes and put on his bag, and went out with his cell phone in his pocket.

The two ladies were sipping tea in the living room, and there were chuckles from time to time. The rabbit nanny who was washing his brother's hands in the bathroom was desperately pricking up his ears. Miss related information.

As the largest continental port bordering Russia and neighboring Mongolia, Manshi is located on the northwest border. It is vast and desolate, the folk customs are sturdy, and the Chinese and foreign populations form a unique urban style. In the 50s and [-]s, Ji Shen’s grandfather relied on reselling moose Rare wild animal products such as horns and marmot skins accumulated wealth during the turmoil. The one who grew up with him was a railway freight loader surnamed Ye.

Before she was ten years old, Ji Shen grew up in Manchuria. Ye Lan was five years younger than him. When she was still a baby, Ji Shen took care of her for the busy adults. The golden boy and the jade girl, the adults were overjoyed, and agreed to marry a baby.

And now, the 20-year-old Ye Lan graduated from the Emperor, and the first thing she did when she came back from abroad was to visit her brother Ji whom she hadn't seen for many years.

These few days the villa has become very lively, strange guests come one after another, the little rabbit who likes to be lively but hopes that the villa can return to its deserted appearance, even if Mr. Ji ignores him as before.

Washing Song Le's hands with a sullen head, in the rushing water, Song Nai suddenly found a dirty long stick in his little hand.

"What is this?" Song Nai took it out and looked it over. The thing was about two fingers long and wide. After washing it under the water for a while, it finally showed its real body.

This is a metal brooch shaped like a carrot, with green leaves at the top and a small white flower inlaid, round and lovely in shape, heavy and heavy in the hand.

"Where did this thing come from?" Song Nai washed off the soil on the brooch, dried it with paper, and his tone became serious, "Didn't my brother tell Lele not to mess with things in the house?"

Although he had never seen this brooch before, but it was so exquisite, Song Nai almost immediately decided that it belonged to Mr. Ji.

Song Le trembled from being reprimanded, and forgot that his good-looking brother passed it to him through the gap in the fence that afternoon. He tried hard to think about it, and said with wide eyes, "Yes... I dug it out."

"Confiscated." Song Nai looked at Song Le pursing his mouth, with an expression about to cry, and put the carrot brooch into his trouser pocket, "I will give it to Mr. Ji, if it is not his, brother will Back to you."

Song Le especially likes this carrot, just like that picture album, he carries it with him every day, he is terribly wronged, his little mouth is pouted, he is pulling Song Nai's clothes and dangling back and forth, acting like a baby, but Song Nai is unmoved .

"Brother, give it back to me... woo woo woo..."

Along with Song Le's crying, Song Nai's cell phone rang.

"I have to show it to Mr. Ji first before I can return it to you." Because of the lessons learned from Huimo last time, Song Nai was full of doubts about Song Le. He blocked Song Le's watery eyes with paper and answered the phone .

The boy's voice on the other end of the phone was whirring, "Brother Xiaotu, come out quickly, I'll wait for you at the intersection outside your house."