[Rebirth] The little milk bag of the sick and charming president is soft and delicious

The Akutanan villa area is the most prosperous place in Kyoto. Each villa is far away from each other and does not interfere with each other.

Mo Zhixi was three steps behind Yu Zeshen anxiously. When he looked at this villa in his bright eyes, there was a feeling of familiarity and strangeness.

The entrance porch is still covered with the limestone carpet.Mo Zhixi remembered that when he was imprisoned in a golden cage, he encountered a rare opportunity to come out to watch the wind, and he escaped through the window.

As a result, he was locked in the entrance by this man, wearing only a white robe from bathing.The carpet hair is quite soft, and it doesn't feel too itchy when kneeling.

Yu Zeshen's eyes followed the place where Mo Zhixi was in a daze, and the limestone carpet obviously brought back his memories.

That time was the most serious of his troubles.

He personally captured Xi Bao who had escaped through the window, and he pinned him down at the entrance, and after taking possession of him as much as possible, he tied him up in this corner.

After that time, the distance between him and Xi Bao became farther and farther.He tried his best to keep people under his nose, but he was still not satisfied.

"Aunt Wang, the carpet in the entrance hall is worn out, you can change it."

Yu Zeshen called Aunt Wang, who was busy in the kitchen, to live a new life. He already understood that the unbearable past needs to be hidden and made up for.

Aunt Wang, who was making soup in the kitchen, came hurriedly, and when she saw Mo Zhixi leaning against the wall with her neck curled up, her eyes burst into joy.

"Hey! Zhizhi is here. You said that after you left, no one would drink the soup that Auntie made. Mr. Gang just sent a message saying that you are coming back, and asked me to make some soup."

Aunt Wang rubbed her hands together and said cheerfully: "Look! The steaming black chicken soup over there is the black chicken soup stewed for you. Make sure it's fresh."

"Thank you, Aunt Wang." Mo Zhixi said in a low voice.After finishing speaking, he quietly raised his eyes and took a quick look at Yu Zeshen.

He clearly remembered that this person would always only look at him like a wolf, when he would care about these insignificant things.

The carpet at the entrance was quickly replaced, and the freshly cooked black chicken soup was also served.Mo Zhixi's hands were bound like gauze balls by Yu Zeshen, unable to hold the spoon at all.

"I'll feed you." Yu Zeshen took the bowl and chopsticks from Aunt Wang. He filled half a bowl of soup and let it cool down. Then he picked up the stewed black-bone chicken and patiently deboned it with chopsticks.

The stool under his butt was as if it had been set on fire, and Mo Zhixi only dared to touch his butt a little bit.Then the whole person straightened his back and placed his hands on his knees.

His round eyes were full of uneasiness.

Such a gentle and considerate side of Yu Zeshen gave Mo Zhixi a feeling of the moon falling in the water, as if as long as he tentatively stretched out his hand, the bright moon would shatter.

"Why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden?" Mo Zhixi stared directly at Yu Zeshen with eyes full of water.

He really longed for warmth to the extreme, but Mo Zhixi had already seen the terrifying side of this person, and he didn't want to go into the abyss again.

"Because I don't want to lose the most precious thing."

Yu Ze's hand, which was picking the chicken bones, stopped suddenly, and the uncontrollable pain appeared in his eyes, but it was wiped away by him immediately.

He looked at Mo Zhixi who was still in good condition in front of him, and the sense of cherishment he had lost and found was enough for him to restrain the possession engraved in his bones.

His Xi Bao is a sparrow that should live happily under his wings, not a dumb sparrow that lives in a cage.