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The backs of Xiao Ning's hands were still stained with flour, and his knuckles were well defined, slender and powerful.The dough was slapped on the desk again and again, as if someone who offended the kneader somewhere, vowed to be slapped to pieces.

This is his young master who never sticks to the spring water.

Shen Yunjie suppressed a few low coughs, rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward: "Master, let me come."

Xiao Ning slammed his face on the case, mockingly said: "You know it?"

Shen Yunjie carried Xiao Yuan to the side of the stool and sat down, scooped water from the tank to wash his hands, lowered his eyes and whispered: "Master taught me, I learned very quickly."

Light rain fell on the bluestone steps in front of the door, tick-tock.There were few pedestrians on the street, Xiao Ning leaned against the door frame and folded his arms to watch Shen Yunjie rub his face.The slightly loose outer robe on Shen Yunjie's body made him look thinner. His hands, which were only seen holding pens before, were stained with flour, oil, and sesame seeds.The elegant brows were also stained with fireworks, Xiao Ning was a little lost in thought.

"Young Master, but it's like this?" Shen Yunjie put the kneaded pancakes into the oven, gently wiped the sweat off the side of his face with the back of his hand, suddenly his jaw tightened, and Xiao Ning pinched it.

Xiao Ning's cool fingers wiped off the flour on Shen Yunjie's cheeks.

Shen Yunjie was slightly stunned, Xiao Ning let go of his hands after a moment, still looking as cold as ice, raised his eyebrows, lowered his voice, and said with a sneer: "It seems that Mr. Shen is also very good at doing other things besides being on the bed."

Facing Xiao Ning's cynicism, Shen Yunjie has already learned to bow his head, lower his eyes, and resign himself to his fate without saying a word, with an appearance of resignation and humiliation.Seeing Xiao Ning felt hatred and pain in his heart.

"Go and stay in the backyard, don't let me see you." Xiao Ning touched the flagon from the table, and took a big sip of spirits facing the empty long street.

Shen Yunjie took off the robe on his waist, and put it on Xiao Ning's shoulders: "The rainy day is cool, young master, take care of yourself."

There was a bit of cold fragrance on the outer robe, which was a unique smell that belonged to Shen Yunjie.Distraught, Xiao Ning tore off his robe and threw it on the ground without even looking at it.

Shen Yunjie bent down and picked up the outer robe and put it in Xiao Ning's hand, not daring to disturb him by staying in front of the young master.Seeing his father walking towards the backyard, Xiao Yuan quickly jumped off the stool and followed him like a little tail.

The backyard is not big, and there is a well in the corner. Shen Yunjie let Xiaoyuan play in the yard, while he pushed open the kitchen door to see if there was anything to clean up.There was still a bottom in the rice jar, and there were several dishes piled up in the corner. Shen Yunjie picked and picked, and made a meal together.

Xiao Ning's anger hadn't subsided yet, Shen Yunjie had already brought the rice to him.Xiao Yuan was holding a small bowl and was about to pick rice into his mouth when Shen Yunjie tapped his chopsticks lightly and reminded in a low voice: "Xiao Yuan can't move first."

Holding the bowl, Xiao Yuan looked pitifully at his sullen uncle.Xiao Ning frowned, picked up the chopsticks from the table, and moved them casually.Xiao Yuan's eyes immediately brightened, and he turned to look at his father, seeing his father nodded before continuing to eat.

From the beginning to the end, Shen Yunjie didn't move a mouthful, just watched Xiao Yuan eat his fill, wiped the child's hands, and cleared away the dishes on the table.After waking up in the morning, he felt his forehead was slightly hot, his whole body was weak, and there might be a wound under his body, and he felt uncomfortable even sitting or standing.

Fortunately, because of the weather, Xiao Ning closed the stall early and closed the door.The sky was gloomy, and soon it was dark.Shen Yunjie still brought Xiao Yuan back to the warm pavilion, and patted him gently to coax him to sleep.

Xiao Ning stood in the outer room and watched, the candlelight reflected the half of Shen Yunjie's face as jade-like, ruthless and touching.When Xiao Ning came back to his senses, he reached out and grabbed Shen Yunjie's wrist in his palm.

Shen Yunjie begged softly: "Xiao Yuan is asleep, let's go outside..."

Xiao Ning sneered, bent down and picked up Shen Yunjie and put him on the bed in the outer room.When reaching out to untie his shirt, Shen Yunjie visibly trembled.

"Afraid?"

Shen Yunjie shook his head and said, "No, as long as the young master enjoys himself."

Xiao Ning looked at him condescendingly, and said mercilessly: "Shen Yunjie, the way you say these words is like the most despicable brother in the kiln."

Shen Yunjie's eyes were sour, and he remained silent.

Xiao Ning gently stroked Shen Yunjie's soft, satin-like long hair, and asked: "I've been busy for a day, and not a drop of water has entered, do you want to live?"

"Master, I..." Shen Yunjie was interrupted by Xiao Ning before he could explain.

"Go cook the porridge, how can I get through the night without any strength? If Mr. Shen can't get up tomorrow, don't blame me for throwing you into the street."