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

"Sell candied haws! Sweet and sour candied haws! This young master wants a bunch."

"Uncle, how much is a bunch of candied haws?" Huo Tang wore a new-style long gown with his newly cut hair on his head, and his four pockets were stuffed with silver coins.

"Hey! It's not expensive, just three cents."

The uncle stretched out three fingers, and his cloudy eyes fell on the pocket of the precious young master in front of him. The bulging bag seemed to be stuffed with a lot of silver coins.

Huo Tang carefully took out three silver coins and put them in the uncle's hand, then turned his head and shouted to a person from a distance: "Brother! Choose one for me! I want a big one, a sweet one, and a bright red one."

"You eat too much, Aunt should annoy me again."

Before Huo Jingbai could change out of his military uniform, he was dragged by his younger brother to buy candied haws.It was this younger brother who dared to do behind his back what A Niang would not allow.

"Auntie loves me the most. She is so sad that I don't have candy." Huo Tang sweetly gnawed on the bright red candied haws. The syrup wrapped on the hawthorns was the sweetest and sweetest in the world.

Huo Jingbai followed behind Huo Tang, his military shoes made a rattling sound on the Qingshi Road.

The city of Kyoto is still immersed in the hustle and bustle of human voices. The old city wall that has been left for thousands of years is the unshakable king of heaven in the hearts of the people of Kyoto.

"Hurry up! Brother, hurry up!" Huo Tang yelled loudly, urging Huo Jingbai.

The camera dimmed amidst the children's yelling, and the sky outside the old city wall was stained with gray spots, as if when the sun was shining, a large area of ​​shadow suddenly cast.

The rain is about to come and the wind is all over the building...

-

The opening scene of Jingbai Beacon Fire is the most simple and ordinary day for people in Kyoto.

On that day, young master Huo Tang climbed the wall and went out for a walk to eat candied haws; that day Huo Jingbai received a telegram that the war broke out; that day, the calm and ordinary in Kyoto merged with the roar outside the capital.

Mo Zhixi stood alone in front of the computer, silently pulling out a napkin, two streams of tears rolled out "tick-tick-tick-tick".That pitiful spirit makes people feel distressed just looking at it.

"Aww~Aww~Aw..."

Mo Zhixi couldn't wail loudly, his Ah Shen somehow fell asleep until now, he had to be quiet, and don't bother his Ah Shen anymore.

However, Yu Zeshen woke up early, he just didn't want to disturb this cub who was bothered to cry silently.

"Oh! Poor little Huo Tang is going to die because of Mao! Why is Mao going to die! He can't live a good life like Xi Bao! He wants to send the blade! Xi Bao wants to send the blade!"

Mo Zhixi curled her mouth, and the nonsense was poured out like beans being poured out of her mouth.

Yu Zeshen felt helpless when he heard that, he broke free from the bed, hugged Xi Bao who was crying uncontrollably, and patted his back gently.

"Huo Tang is still alive and well, Xi Bao is crying."

"But he..." Mo Zhixi muttered, he had acted as Huo Tang before, how could he not know that this happy young master died a miserable death later.

"But he is happy now, so Xi Bao should be happy too."

Yu Zeshen naturally has his own way of dealing with Xi Bao, he avoids the serious and ignores the trivial, and avoids Mo Zhixi's tricky circle.Instead, change the angle and direction, and just coax the kid into it.

Mo Zhixi really stopped crying, he opened his watery eyes, and the rims of the eye sockets were still red, like a good rabbit with bright water.

"Xi Bao wants to be happy." Mo Zhixi buried his head in Yu Zeshen's arms.

"Let's go, after reading it, we will go back."

The video has already played the ending song, and with the sonorous and sad music, Yu Ze deeply kissed his child.Those ruddy lips and squishy tongue are rare medicines for him, Yu Zeshen.

"Okay!" Mo Zhixi panted slightly, he was softly in Yu Zeshen's arms, looking seriously into his eyes.

"Ah Shen! Tell me the truth!" Mo Zhixi roared in a low voice, his little voice was full of milky smell, not scary at all.

Yu Zeshen immediately straightened his back, lowered his head, and stared at his Xi Bao.

"Go ahead."

Yu Zeshen's eyes were like ink balls that hadn't been mixed with water at all. It was so black that it seemed that the entire night sky had been crumpled into balls, and then it was all contained in the pupils.

"Tell me if you cheated, otherwise, the dark eye sockets seem to be beaten by someone, or it seems...too much indulgence."

Mo Zhixi just opened his mouth to talk nonsense, of course he knew how his Ah Shen could have sex with someone else, he didn't want the fragrant milk buns at home, so he wanted the hard steamed buns from outside?

But Yu Zeshen is hiding something from him, and Mo Zhixi must find out about this matter.

Yu Zeshen's fingertips trembled slightly, the blackness in his eyes seemed to have cracked at that moment, but it was immediately covered by more blackness and thicker fog.

"It's because Xi Bao is too charming."

"Liar." This answer was obviously impossible to satisfy a well-behaved kid like Mo Zhixi.He is bound to break the casserole today and ask the end.

Yu Zeshen's straight back began to become stiff, and he already had great restraint to resist telling the truth.He could only tell himself side by side in his headache-ridden mind that he should think of a perfect reason.

His Xi Bao should not be bound by him, he is Yu Zeshen, the ruler of the Yu family in the capital, not a sick person in the hospital, nor the chains that bind Xi Bao.

"Just recognize the bed. A few days ago, I changed the mattress at home, and it's not too soft." Yu Zeshen said nonsense.

How could Mo Zhixi believe it? He took a deep look at this man.Nai Baozi secretly remembered Ah Shen's strangeness in his heart, and he was going to dig out the truth by himself.

-

Jingbai Beacon Fire is currently on the air, and the campus drama You Are Warm Tian has officially finished, and the psychological drama has not yet finished casting, so Mo Zhixi has been idle for a while.

In the entertainment industry, this kid is a half-player. With Yu Zeshen backing him, Mo Zhixi rowed in this deep water with ease.

He doesn't have to compete with thousands of people for his livelihood and for a good role.

But in contrast, Mo Zhixi's traffic, except for the little red in the early stage, has been rising steadily since then.

For such a matter, Mo Zhixi was not in a hurry.

He entrusted Guan Yi with full power to decide the work schedule, but there was only one request that he should not take too many, and ensure that he could be a salted fish in most cases.

Xianyu Benyu is playing a game at the moment, if it wasn't for "game, over", otherwise he wouldn't be able to remember it. Today Guan Yi complained that his Weibo has grown grass, and those fans climbed the wall to Ah Shen.

Because Yu Zeshen is very diligent in updating Weibo, and every day is a beautiful photo of him, Mo Zhixi.

It's just that none of them showed their faces.Because of him, Ah Shen was reluctant to send out those beautiful photos of Xi Bao in his inventory for others to see.

[It's your Mo Zhixi: I heard that my Weibo has grown grass?I don’t see it either, it’s still fine!Picture: nine handsome photos of Yu Zeshen without a face.JPG]

Mo Zhixi is more and more able to understand why his Ah Shen is so stingy.

If it were him, he didn't want to let the handsome Ah Shen whom he had captured so hard be stunned for a moment, and send it out easily like this, and then show it to everyone.

Those gazes, falling on Ah Shen, must not stir up the jealousy in Mo Zhixi's heart.Then "crash", the smell of sour vinegar filled my chest.

The milk powder had been waiting for half a year, but what was waiting was a handful of dog food.Immediately my nest exploded.One by one, milk powder incarnations were making noise under Mo Zhixi.

[I beg Mr. Yu to show his face! 】

[I beg Nai Xi to have a full face! 】

......

That series of begging followed suit, stirring up a dead sea in Mo Zhixi's Weibo comment circle.

Mo Zhixi was very hard-hearted, and he was not moved at all.

[It's your Mo Zhixi: two vets of vinegar, a big sour belly... once the whole face is exposed, the vat of vinegar will be overturned! 】

No matter what Mo Zhixi said, he would not agree to this group of screaming milk powder, he just watched them screaming with a smile, across a screen, but he couldn't help him.

wakaka......

Mo Zhixi laughed and snarled.

-

Close the big broker's office.

After Guan Yi sent a message to his little ancestor, complaining about his little ancestor's Weibo, he was waiting for this kid to work harder!Move his little paws, poke a few words, and post a Weibo!

This is also a good way to support his milk powder.

However, he waited for a long time. When the news box of the special pass popped up, Guan Yi almost cried tears of joy in his eyes. He opened Weibo full of expectations.

Then a large bowl of dog food poured over, the dog food was delicious and plentiful.The partial birth came from the children he brought and his immediate boss, Guan Yi had to eat it.

Guan Yi was about to send a long speech, complaining about this difficult ancestor, but the phone rang.

"Hello, I'm the director of the Lemon TV Wild Bounce and Wild Die program group. I would like to invite Mr. Mo and Mr. Yu..."

"What?" Guan Yi was scared. Could it be that his ears have learned to hallucinate, and he is still dancing in the wild?Also invite that ancestor?Also invited Mr. Yu, the ancestor's backer?

This program group wants to eat peach?

But...

Guan Yi stroked his clean-shaven chin, narrowed his eyes, and revealed his nakedness.

That little ancestor shows affection every day, every day, so why not give him a chance, give him a stage to show off generously.

He Guan Yi didn't believe it, and Xiu didn't vomit him.

"Hey, Director Lin, right? You send me the script of the variety show, and I'll have a serious discussion here. I'll write back to you in a few days. Do you think it's okay?"

"Hey! Yes! This variety show is guaranteed to be popular! Look at our name, Wild Bung Ye Di, so special and..."

Director Lin was crackling, Guan Yi's "thief" heart gradually grew, Mo Zhixi's love blossomed, and Mr. Yu restrained himself to the extreme.

At the same moment, everyone was in various states of expression.