Forward the drawn husband

He rubbed against his legs and feet happily.

However, Qian Hou, who has always been very fond of it, hugged the mandarin duck this time, and stuffed it into the arms of Butler Jonathan who was standing aside.

"Jonathan, let him sleep with you tonight." There was a hint of refusal in Qianji's tone. Of course, Jonathan, the caring old housekeeper, had no intention of refusing.

He smiled kindly, and carefully hugged the mandarin duck into his arms, "Then, I'll go to bed early tonight, and I hope the young master and madam will have a wonderful night."

After speaking, he calmly went back to the room with the mandarin duck that was abandoned by the owner who spoiled it for two months.

Wei Zhe, who secretly watched this scene out of the corner of his eye, suddenly had a small heart beating.

Oh, it's all Jonathan's fault for saying such ambiguous words, causing him to...

A tall figure gradually stood behind him, and a familiar aura slowly enveloped him. Weizhe fell into Qianjun's arms with a blushing heart, and was packed up the stairs.

Soon, pancakes were fried overnight, one side was fried and the other side was turned over, and this was repeated overnight until dawn.

In a daze, only one thought flashed through his mind in time, oops, the dessert is not finished yet, what a pity!

The author has something to say: Qianji: Do you think I keep mandarin ducks for favor?madness.

Jonathan: Hehehe, the young master has been like this since he was a child, he can learn everything quickly.

Wei Zhe: Bark bark?

Mandarin duck: Meow meow?

[Okay~ After the update, it will be my great cause to send out red envelopes!Oh my god!Almost 100 comments! 】

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