Xiao Naibao and the second senior brother arrived at the restaurant while chatting.
When she habitually looked at Tang Xuan's position, she found that there was no one there. She was stunned, where is her father?
The butler next to her saw her confusion and told her with a smile: "A guest is visiting, and the third young master and the guest are talking about something in the courtyard."
The little girl blinked and looked at the sunshine outside the floor-to-ceiling window: "It seems that that person is very anxious, coming here so early."
The second senior brother reached out to pick up the little milk bag and put it on the child seat: "Your dad is very busy."
"Yes, Dad has a lot of documents to process," the little girl nodded.
The butler put the warm milk on the small table with the milk bag, "Milk, little miss."
He then said to Wu Xin: "Mr. Wu Xin, the Third Young Master just told me that he has something to deal with. You two have breakfast first."
The little girl asked the housekeeper: "Has dad eaten?"
"Not yet. I'll come over for dinner after I finish chatting with the guests," the butler explained with a smile.
Hearing this, Xiao Naibao looked at the hot milk in front of him. His fleshy little face was a little tangled. Skipping breakfast was a bad habit. Senior Brother said that no matter how busy you are, you must eat breakfast first, otherwise your body will change. Bad.
If the master is drunk, she can run over and pull his beard and ask him to get up and have breakfast before going to bed.
But Dad was talking to someone about something, and the matter he came to find so early must be something important, and she couldn't go over and disturb him.
"Well."
The little milk bag is very confused.
Just when the little girl was struggling, Dahei appeared outside the French window of the restaurant. He pushed open the sliding door of the French window very skillfully and walked in with his tail raised. He seemed to be in a good mood.
"Good morning, Mr. Dahei," the housekeeper said hello to Dahei. When he saw it coming back from outside, he asked one more question: "Did you go for morning exercise this morning? This is your breakfast."
"Meow~"
【Good morning, old man】
Dahei walked elegantly to his cat bowl and was very satisfied when he saw the sumptuous breakfast.
It was immersed in eating, and as it was eating, it suddenly remembered something and turned around to ask Xiao Naibao: "By the way, what is your dad doing sitting alone in the courtyard? Thinking about life?"
Little Milk Bag: "...alone?"
Didn’t you say there were guests?
Has the guest gone back?
Just when the little girl was thinking about whether to go and see Tang Xuan, Tang Xuan came back.
When he entered the restaurant and saw the little milk bag, he paused for a moment, then quickly returned to normal and sat down to eat.
The little girl looked at him and felt something was wrong with him.
Wuxin yawned, picked up a bun and took a bite. While eating, he secretly looked at the expressionless man across from him.
The man's every move was graceful and he looked like he was filming a movie.
However, it's strange how people can change so much... Wuxin picked up the cup in front of him and took a sip. The sweet taste of hot milk spread on his tongue.
Wu Xin's thoughts were interrupted by the cup of sweet milk in his hand. He lowered his head to look at the sweet milk in his hand, and then looked sideways at the cup of hot milk in front of his junior brother. Well, they looked the same.
The butler noticed something strange about him and asked with a smile: "Mr. Wuxin, do you need more milk?"
Wu Xin:......
"No, no need," he said.
The housekeeper continued to smile: "Children need to drink more milk to grow taller."
Wuxin was silent and tried to tell the housekeeper the fact, "I am already eighteen years old."
"Oh, is that so?" The housekeeper looked at Wu Xin carefully, then hesitated and said, "Then you should drink more milk."
Height was Wu Xin's inner pain. He tried his best to put on a smile: "I'm 1.78 meters, which is 1.8 meters when rounded up. If I tell others my height, I can also report 1.8 meters. I'm already satisfied and don't need to be taller." .”
The housekeeper was stunned, and he said apologetically: "I see, I'm sorry, it was me, an old man, who was careless."
Wuxin: "No, it's okay."
After breakfast, Xiao Naibao and Wu Xin went for a walk in the courtyard, and Wu Xin continued to share their thrilling stories.
Not long after, a black car drove in from outside.
The little girl had never seen this car before, so she looked over curiously and saw Secretary Li getting out of the driver's seat.
After a while, Tang Xuan, who was wearing formal clothes, walked out of the house, looking like he was about to go out.
The little girl ran over: "Dad, do you want to go out?"
"Well," Tang Xuan bent down and touched Xiao Naibao's head: "I have very important work today. You play with Mr. Wu Xin at home, and don't run around... If you want to go out, let Xiao Liu drive you there, you know? ?”
"Okay~" Xiao Naibao nodded obediently: "Be careful on the road."
After Tang Xuan went out, Xiao Naibao took Wu Xin to meet his good friends - the grandparents of the elderly group.
The old people were very happy to see the little milk bag: "Good morning, Tangtang."
"Tangtang, have you had breakfast?"
The little milk bag answered their questions one by one.
"Tangtang, who is this?" Someone noticed Wu Xin, who was wearing a blue robe and was following behind Xiao Nai Bao.
"This is my second senior brother," Xiao Naibao introduced to everyone in a milky voice.
Grandparents: "Hey, this is your second senior brother, he is so handsome."
"Hello, Second Senior Brother, Tangtang has mentioned you many times."
Being called Second Senior Brother by a group of grandparents, Wu Xin felt even more pressured. He quickly said: "Hello, dear friends, I am a poor man, Wu Xin. Just call me Wu Xin."
"Wuxin? This nickname sounds pretty cool."
"Taoist Wu Xin, you look quite young. Are you a serious Taoist priest?"
"Master Wu Xin, can you do divination?"
Wu Xin:......
Facing the enthusiastic grandparents, he moved unaccustomedly, stood behind the little girl, and changed the subject with a laugh, "I heard that all the benefactors take good care of my little junior brother. Thank you all benefactors."
"Nothing," the old man waved his hand.
An old man was curious: "Master Wuxin, isn't Tangtang a girl? Why do you call her junior brother?"
This unintentional thing can be explained to them, "Well, our Taoist orthodoxy does not distinguish between heaven and earth, and we all call them brothers and sisters."
"I see."
The old people looked suddenly enlightened.
When the little girl saw him chatting with someone, she ran to Grandma Qiuyue with her suona and said, "Grandma Qiuyue, what are we learning today?"
Grandma Qiuyue looked at her companions surrounding the handsome young man, with a thoughtful look on her face: "What is your second senior brother's name?"
"Wu Xin," the little milk bag replied.
Grandma Qiuyue: "No, I asked for his name."
The little girl blinked and looked at her innocently: "I don't know."
Master and brother kept calling him by his name, so she didn't know his name, and she couldn't find him even if she looked for him.
Grandma Qiuyue:...
"What's the matter?" Little Milk Bag asked curiously.
"No, I just think your second senior brother looks familiar, as if I've seen him somewhere before," Grandma Qiuyue shook her head, "I guess I forgot about it."
