It still looks so peaceful.
'Lu Shaochen's love value is +5, currently 32. '
Well, let's try it later.
Father Chu has official duties early in the morning, and he is basically not at the house during the day, only Mother Chu, the head of the house, presides over everything.
The two waited for a while.
After changing clothes, the little girl who finished washing is the one who enters the door.
Probably because she slept well, Chu Ci's complexion looked a little better than yesterday.
Today she was wearing a small water-red dress, the collar and cuffs of the skirt were still covered with white fluff, which made her face extraordinarily beautiful and brighter than it was yesterday.
Lu Shaochen looked at it, pursed his lips slightly, and put down the teacup in his hand.
The little girl also looked over, with a bit of dissatisfaction, her cheeks bulging slightly.
It looked like a small animal, with a bit of grievance.
Obviously dissatisfied with him for waking her up.
What time is it, are you still asleep
Lu Shaochen glanced at the sky outside the window.
Before seeing Chu Ci wake up, Lu Shaochen really felt that he could wake up the little girl on time.
"Aniang, Brother Shaochen."
Chu Ci spoke, her voice still soft.
Changing the name of Brother Shaochen to another woman would probably make Lu Shaochen instinctively disgusted, but in this little girl's mouth, there is a sense of how to listen to it.
Lu Shaochen nodded and watched Chu Ci come forward and lean towards Chu's mother.
Holding Chu's mother's arm, she just didn't want to look at him, so she couldn't help but smile with her lips bent.
Sure enough, what she said to Chu's mother was correct, the little girl clearly had a vengeance on her mind.
"Porcelain..." Bao.
The little fate I had given to Chu Ci in my heart before was almost called out directly.
Fortunately, he stopped talking quickly, so he didn't leave any bad impression on Mother Chu.
It was only a day since we met, and I rushed to tell him that porcelain treasures were okay.
Isn't this safe and secure to be regarded as neuropathy
Lu Shaochen still knew this.
The corners of his lips twitched slightly.
"This is a dim sum made by a new chef hired by the restaurant. It tastes pretty good. The menu hasn't started yet. I'll bring it here for you to try and see if you like it."
As he spoke, he brought over the wooden box he had brought.
An exquisite pastry box, made of mahogany, with a pretty pattern on it.
It looks quaint and atmospheric.
But who knew it was used to hold so many pieces of pastry
But Chu Ci did follow suit.
Hearing this, Chu Ci's big eyes lit up slightly, and she turned her head to look over.
Although he didn't speak, Lu Shaochen always felt that he saw such emotions on Chu Ci's face: Huh? dessert? Well done, give you a chance to see it.
It looks a bit like a little squirrel, with a pair of big round eyes, looking at this side, hesitant to eat.
It's really cute to the tip of his heart.
'Lu Shaochen's love value is +3, currently 35. '
At that time, I was really sick in my head, so I wanted to divorce this little cutie.
He also wanted to hold the little cutie in his arms, kiss and hold her high.
Let her act coquettishly.
With a light cough, Lu Shaochen temporarily put aside the thoughts in his mind, opened the box, and there were a dozen or so neatly arranged pastries inside.
He picked a light pink one, put it in the palm of his hand, and handed it to Chu Ci who was lying on Chu's mother.