Blackened Old Gong's soft and cute sweet bun

Rong Xi's round eyes were full of bewilderment, and he said in a childish voice, "I didn't grow up eating cute, I grew up eating candy!"

As he spoke, he shook his little head proudly, looking very happy.

Bo Zong couldn't help laughing, he smiled, leaned over and licked the child's lips, and then said in a low voice, "Well, that's why my child is so soft and sweet."

The whole body is full of milk fragrance, white and tender, isn't it his favorite toffee?

Even Bo Zong's attitude towards such sweet and greasy things has changed a lot.

Because he found that this kind of food doesn't seem to be unpalatable, it's as sweet as what a child gave him, and it's hard to stop.

"Okay, let's eat."

Bo Zong stood up holding Rongsing, walked to the dining table, Rongsing nestled in his arms and blinked, then said, "What are we eating?"

"Your favorite food." Now that the child is in poor health and wants to eat more supplements, he asks the chef to buy some top-quality supplements.

However, when he walked to the table, it was full of supplements, but Bo Zong's face turned dark.

Rong Xi was bewildered, a little confused, when he saw the delicately made soup, he immediately became interested.

Because he was indeed hungry, he stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his lips unconsciously.

"Master Bo, let me down quickly, I want to eat!"

After speaking, he was about to struggle to get out of his arms, but Bo Zong hugged the young boy even tighter, pursed his lips, and suppressed his anger.

"Who prepared this?"

The servant standing aside trembled, his voice trembling, "Yes. It's the chef."

Bo Zong smiled, looking a little cold, "Tell them, they can pack up and leave."

Nestled in his arms with a dazed face, Rong Ling poked his head out and grabbed his collar and asked, "Aren't these supplements?"

Bo Zong nodded, "Well, let's not eat, let's go out to eat."

"But." Rong Xi's eyes were full of reluctance, those supplements looked delicious, but on second thought, Master Bo took him out to eat delicious food!

"Okay, okay, let's go out."

When Bo Zong left with Rongsing in his arms, he didn't forget to order those people to clean up the things on the table.

The servants were terrified. Looking at the things on the table, they were all deer antler supplements. Why was Mr. Bo so angry when he saw it?

And they were all extremely expensive. When the servants threw him away, they felt their hearts were bleeding.

Bo Zong drove away vigorously and vigorously, and then stopped at a restaurant that looked very elegant and classic.

This time Bo Zong wasn't hugging him, he just walked around the passenger seat and gently pulled the boy down, pulling him down carefully.

This action made everyone around him gasp in fright, isn't this Mr. Bo?Who is he holding in his hand?

Why do you look gentle and pampered?

After Bo Zong led the young man beside him in, everyone still seemed unresponsive, and it seemed that the impact was still very strong.

However, what everyone didn't know was that a black car was parked not far away, and the people sitting in the car looked at the direction they were walking indifferently.

The person in the driver's seat asked loudly, breaking the silence in the car, "Master, do you want to go in?"

The man seemed to be in poor health, coughed lightly, "Well, let's go in."

The light moonlight shone faintly on his face, reflecting a pale face without the slightest trace of blood, but his eyes were light and his whole body was elegant and dignified, even if he was full of sickness, it didn't affect him at all.

After entering, Rong Jing followed Bo Zong obediently, holding his little hand, for fear of getting separated.

Bo Zong turned his head slightly, and saw that the boy's milky face was full of anticipation, his soft fingertips hooked his palm, a smile appeared on his face, and the corner of his mouth curled into a smile.

He scratched his palm and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Rong Xi thought about it, but he didn't know what he wanted to eat, "I can do it, Mr. Bo will watch it."

As long as it is ordered by Master Bo, I like it, and I don't know what happened. Master Bo always knows what he wants to eat.

This restaurant is decorated in an antique style. There are no boxes, just small pavilions one after another, with white gauze hanging down. You can vaguely see people's backs, but you can't really see them.

Just when they were about to sit down, someone came over and said, "We meet again."

Looking over suspiciously, Rong Xi saw a tall but sickly man, with a pale face and a wooden stick in his hand, wearing a long black windbreaker.

The more it supported him, he was stingy and pale, as if a slight wind would blow him down.

But when he saw his tolerance, he immediately remembered who this person was. He took a few steps forward and asked aloud, "Mr. Jiang, how are you doing? What happened last time didn't cause any serious problems to you, right?"

His fair face was full of remorse, it was all because he didn't look at the road when he walked last time, and hit him.

Mr. Jiang seems to be in very bad health.

The corners of Jiang Dan's mouth curled up slightly, he coughed, and said slowly, "It's okay, I'm not a ceramic doll, I won't fall apart if I get hit lightly."

Such a passage seemed to consume his physical strength, he swayed, breathed hard with his head down, and coughed uncontrollably.

Bo Zong stood aside with a gloomy expression. He took the boy's hand, "Mr. Jiang, it's rare to see you."

Jiang Dan raised his shallow eyes, and showed a clear and elegant smile to Bo Zong, "Master Bo."

Bo Zong's tone was not good, and he was extremely indifferent, "I don't know how Mr. Jiang met my children?"

Speaking of this Jiang Dan smiled slightly, his face was pale, this smile made his temperament much softer, and his tone was still the same, mechanical and calm, "It's just a meeting by chance."

Being pulled behind by Bo Zong, Rong Yan poked his head out slightly and tugged at the hem of his clothes.

Bo Zong looked down at him, with a gloomy look in his eyes that couldn't be concealed.

How did the kid in his family get to know Jiang Dan? Although he looks sick, the means behind it cannot be ignored.

Rong Xi tugged at the hem of his clothes, and said in a childish voice, "Master Bo, I don't know him, but I met him not long ago when I bumped into him on the way home."

In fact, he was not stupid, and he could see that Master Bo was unhappy, as if he knew the person in front of him.

"En." Bo Zong smiled, and then rubbed the top of his head.

Jiang Dan stood watching, and suddenly said, "Together?"

Bo Zong paused for a moment, then his face was indifferent, "No need."

Jiang Dan paused, and his mechanically steady voice sounded again, "There are so many people."

Bo Zong's expression was cold and his hostility was wanton, "Boss Jiang, enjoy it slowly, we can do it by ourselves."

Pulling the boy's hand with a little force, pinching his limp fingertips in his hand, he made sure that he would not get angry.

The child in his family was being watched.

A smile flashed across Jiang Dan's glazed eyes, so fast that no one caught him, "In that case, then Jiang will leave first and won't bother you."

Bo Zong just stood there quietly, with a cold face, and had no intention of greeting him at all, but the young man behind him poked his head out and waved to him, smiling sweetly, "Goodbye."

Jiang Dan's facial features are extremely delicate, paler under the light, but more like a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world, inexplicably, Rong Xi suddenly thought of Di Youxue, the two of them are extremely compatible.

Every move is very similar, as if they have known each other for many years.

Jiang Dan looked at him with glazed eyes, his expression was still indifferent, but his blood-colored lips raised slightly, "See you next time."

Rong Xi was stunned for a moment, before Bo Zong hugged him around the waist, tightly encircling him in his arms, then said in a low tone, "I won't see you again."

Jiang Dan didn't care about Bo Zong's indifference at all, he smiled, and then left with a cane.

However, before Rong Xi could react, Bo Zong carried him into the kiosk like a chicken.

He gently threw him on the chair, then put his hands on the back of the chair, leaned slightly and oppressed him imposingly.

At first glance, this action looked like he was holding the boy in his arms.

Bo Zong stared at him closely with black eyes, and then ticked off, "My little friend is really good, how did you know Jiang Dan?"

Rong Xi blinked his eyes in a daze, and was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly realized that the person who looked sick was Jiang Dan.

He looked at Bo Zong with a vaguely angry face, couldn't help puffing his cheeks, and then said, "I don't know him."

It's just that I accidentally bumped into him, I really don't know him, and I'm not familiar with him.

Bo Zong felt as if he had been knocked over a large bottle of vinegar, and his whole body was sour. His fingertips rubbed against the young man's jaw, repeatedly, with a tingling sensation.

Rong Ling's movements froze immediately, because Mr. Bo poked his finger in, and there it was. His cheeks instantly turned red, and his body twisted slightly uncomfortably, bending into an arc.

However, Bo Zong curled up the corner of his mouth and twisted it playfully, leaning over and spraying his warm breath on his ears.

"Little friend, I don't allow you to have too much entanglement with others, you can only belong to me."

Afterwards, Rong Ling's chin was raised by the other party, and his lips were kissed fiercely. He frantically demanded the sweetness in his mouth.

Wrapped around the tip of his tongue, inviting to dance with him, until the young man can't breathe, tears in his eyes, a faint blush at the end of his eyes, his chest panting lightly, and some uncontrollable feelings emerged in his heart watching him. bad factor.

He moved his head lightly, his lips touched the boy's earlobe, he opened his mouth and took a sip, then licked again as if distressed, and blew into the boy's earlobe.

"Very soft."