Dong Jue was a little flattered.
"Thank you, young master."
Nangong Sihua looked at her daughter and put some meatballs on her.
Dong Jue was a little envious when he saw this scene.
It's great to have parents.
He doesn't even know who his parents are.
Will they love themselves as much as the young master loves the young master?
Xue Lingzi came out of the mark and sat cross-legged in the sky looking at the happy little Jinlian.
Little Golden Lotus, I will be back soon.
Slowly Xue Lingzi's figure disappeared.
If he wants to enter the human body as a soul, the soul must strip away its own divine drive.
Xiao Qingli felt a chill on her forehead.
What happened to my pretty brother?
"Here, eat a meatball." Nangong Sihua gave her daughter another big meatball.
"Thank you, Dad!" Xiao Qingli instantly forgot about her beautiful brother and only saw big meatballs.
Xiao Qingli poked the meatball with chopsticks and took a bite.
Well.
Delicious!
After eating, the three people went to the airport to catch a plane.
In the first class cabin, Nangong Sihua looked at her daughter who was lying in front of the glass and looking at the blue sky and white clouds.
Xiao Baozi's face was full of shock.
"Daddy, you are so beautiful!"
Nangong Sihua did not speak, but petted her daughter's little head.
There are thousands of magnificent scenery in the world, but he can only see the little dumpling in front of him.
After a while, Xiao Qingli finally got tired of watching.
I felt a little drowsy in my sitting position.
Nangong Sihua asked the flight attendant to bring a blanket.
Xiao Qingli fell asleep in her place wrapped in a blanket.
Nangong Sihua looked at the baby-raising guide he had brought.
In the evening, the plane landed in country F.
The good manor housekeeper whom I contacted in advance was already waiting at the airport.
"Young Master, Young Master, please come this way." The butler in a tuxedo said respectfully.
He also gave Xiao Qingli a welcome ceremony.
Nangong Sihua held her daughter in her arms, and Dongjue got into the car carrying a mountaineering bag and dragging two suitcases.
About half an hour later, the car slowly drove into a European-style manor.
This is a manor that Nangong Sihua bought at some point.
The overall decoration of the manor is in the European style of the last century, and it is surrounded by large pastures, grape groves and wheat fields.
Xiao Qingli didn't feel sleepy at all now because she slept for several hours on the plane.
"Daddy, I heard the cry of the sheep." Xiao Qingli said.
"There is a pasture next to the manor, and the milk you drink at home is produced here." Nangong Sihua explained.
Because his two-year-old daughter needs to drink milk, he is worried that the milk bought from outside contains too much technology and hard work.
So the pasture of this manor came to great use.
He asked people to fly back the milk and goat milk produced here.
This way my daughter can drink fresh and safe milk.
"Can Lili go see the sheep?" Xiao Qingli asked.
"Okay, daddy will take you to see it tomorrow morning." Nangong Sihua agreed.
Go inside the house.
It is decorated in a retro European style, with oil paintings hanging on the walls and bright colors.
"Young Master, Young Master, the bath water has been put away." The housekeeper said thoughtfully.
"Yes." Nangong Sihua nodded while holding her daughter.
Come to the room upstairs.
Nangong Sihua poured the prepared lavender essential oil into the bath water
Then he picked up his daughter and put her in like a dumpling.
"It smells so good!" Xiao Qingli moved her little nose.
"There is some lavender essential oil in it, which can help you sleep." Nangong Sihua said, holding a towel to wash her daughter.
Although he doesn't think his daughter needs lavender to help her sleep, little girls like to smell good on themselves.
After Nangong Sihua bathed her daughter, she put on pure white pajamas.
Let her go play with Dong Jue and take a bath by herself.
Dong Jue hugged the young master for the first time, and his whole body was completely stiff.
The little master's milk is fragrant and soft.
Just like the clouds he saw on the plane today.
"Brother Dongjue, let's watch a cartoon." Xiao Qingli said.
"good."
Dong Jue carried the young master to the sofa in the living room to watch cartoons.
Um. . . . . .
The cartoons here are only foreign ones.
Xiao Qingli couldn't understand and could only look at the picture.
Dong Jue also looked at the picture carefully with the young master.
Both of them looked at it very seriously.
One simply likes it because of my age, and the other is just curious because I haven’t seen it.
When Nangong Sihua came down, the butler announced the start of dinner.
Three people sat at the dining table, and the dishes were served one after another. Each dish was small and exquisite, one for each person, one bite at a time.
Dong Jue ate French food for the first time, and his eyes were a little confused.
Um. . . . . .
The quantity is so small.
And the steps are so complicated.
Dongjue is not used to being a killer at all. His philosophy is to win quickly.
After dinner.
Everyone goes to rest.
Early the next morning, Nangong Sihua was used to waking up early, and Xiao Qingli also woke up.
Nangong Sihua, the nanny, took care of his daughter first.
She put her daughter into a brightly colored oil painting-style skirt. The hem of the skirt was so swollen that Xiao Qingli couldn't even see her feet when she lowered her head.
Finally, I put on my leather shoes and a little hat with flowers.
Nangong Sihua tied the ribbon of her hat with a bow on her daughter's chin.
"Okay, let's go play." Nangong Sihua looked at his delicate and lovely daughter with satisfaction.
"Hmm, let me see if Brother Dongjue is up." Xiao Qingli ran to find Dongjue.
Dong Jue got up early for morning exercises.
Xiao Qingli found him in the garden outside.
At this time, Dong Jue was exercising with his upper body exposed. Every muscle is strong and powerful.
Because he hasn't seen the sun all year round, Dong Jue's skin is extremely white.
When Xiao Qingli saw this scene, she imitated what she saw on TV and covered her eyes with her chubby hands.
oops!
Can not look.
The book says, don’t look at anything inappropriate.
Dong Jue also noticed someone coming.
one look.
It turned out to be the young master!
Dong Jue quickly put on his clothes.
Oops, the young master saw it.
A little embarrassed.
"Brother Dongjue, go back and have breakfast!" Xiao Qingli shouted, covering her eyes.
"Yeah." Dong Jue put on his clothes.
Xiao Qingli removed her little hand.
Well. Brother Dongjue put on his clothes.
Xiao Qingli walked over with a clatter.
Dong Jue looked at the delicate and beautiful young master.
"It's very beautiful." Dong Jue said seriously.
"Yeah. Lili also thinks she looks good." Xiao Qingli said without being modest at all.
Hehe, the clothes Daddy chose certainly look good.
"Let's go back and have breakfast." Xiao Qingli took Dong Jue's hand and said.
"Yes." Dong Jue accompanied Xiao Qingli, taking very small steps.
And the little master walks very cutely.
The steps are small, slow, and the body is round. It looks like a dumpling moving in the distance.
Back in the living room, Nangong Sihua had already packed up and sat at the dining table.
"Sheng'er, come here, drink the goat's milk." Nangong Sihua gave the bottle to her daughter.
"Thank you, Dad." Xiao Qingli happily took the bottle.
Then he drank the milk cutely.
Drink more grandma, you can grow taller!
"Young Master, this is from the Chris family." The butler gave Nangong Sihua a simple invitation letter.
Nangong Sihua took a look away.
Well.
Reception.
He remembered that the desserts made by Chris's pastry chef were very good.
"Sheng'er, do you want to go to the cocktail party?" Nangong Sihua asked.
“There are lots of little cakes to eat.”
"Go!" When Xiao Qingli heard that there was a small cake, of course she wanted to go.
"Okay, dad will take you there tonight." Nangong Sihua said.
The housekeeper saw that the young man was about to leave, so he went down to prepare.
After dinner, the housekeeper got two bicycles from nowhere.
The kind with a big frame on the front.
