The next second, Lu Zhishan suddenly picked up Mu Nanzhi, and Mu Nanzhi stared at Lu Zhishan in panic: "Lu Zhishan, you, you, you, what kind of monster are you?! Release me now!" "
"I'm tired of seeing you tiptoeing like this all the time," Lu Zhishan patted the child's back and said softly, "Hurry up and pick off all the big ones in front of you. "
Mu Nanzhi was a little worried and said: "But cousin, your legs..."
Lu Zhishan didn't say anything, but smiled and bumped the child in his arms, causing the child to exclaim and laugh: "Cousin! Cousin! Stop it! Stop it!"
Lu Zhishan stopped, patted the child's back again, and urged her: "Pick it quickly, it's getting dark."
"okokokok."
Mu Nanzhi was so busy that she reached out to pick the red hawthorns on the branches. She stopped after picking more than half of the basket. She was so happy today that she couldn't bear to get down from Lu Zhishan's arms after picking the hawthorns. She held the deer in her arms. Zhishan's head and chin were gently rubbing against the man's head, and it was extremely sweet as soon as he spoke: "Cousin, I like you so much."
"How much do you like it?" Lu Zhishan asked in a deep voice. As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt that he was really an idiot. He was already a man of his age. How could he act like a young boy and ask such a shameless question? If not, it would be really embarrassing.
"I like it better than all the frozen persimmons, frozen red fruits, frozen pears, and frozen crabapples put together." The child gently kissed the man's hair.
Lu Zhishan's heart was incredibly sweet, and he suddenly felt that he was not such an idiot after all.
A young boy is just a young boy. He just wants to hear such nondescript and touching love words from a child. He feels that he is about to be sweetened to death by the child. It is sweeter than frozen persimmons, frozen red fruits, frozen pears, and frozen crabapples. They all taste sweet together.
Lu Zhishan sat back in the rocking chair with the child in his arms. When his toes touched the ground, the rocking chair began to rock gently. Mu Nanzhi nestled in the man's arms, as well-behaved as a cat, and allowed him to take the handkerchief to her. Wiping her fingers one by one, he took a piece of rose milk pastry from the table and brought it to her mouth.
"Cousin, it's getting dark today. Let's... let's pick persimmons tomorrow, do you agree?" Mu Nanzhi took a bite of the rose milk pastry from Lu Zhishan's hand while secretly looking at Lu Zhishan's hand. look.
In fact, there is still some time before dark. Not only is there enough time to pick persimmons, but also pears can be picked together. But Mu Nanzhi just doesn’t want to pick them all at once today. She wants to stay in Xihuai Courtyard for a few more days. God, thinking about how tired Lu Zhishan was with her, she didn't want to go back to the capital at all. Although she had Lu Zhishan accompanying her when she lived in Prince Ning's Mansion, she was not as free as she was here in Xihuai Villa, and There are not so many fruit trees in the palace.
The most important thing is that there are many people in the palace, and she is really embarrassed to stick to Lu Zhishan all the time in front of so many people.
With the child constantly evading and peeking at her, how could Lu Zhishan not see the child's little thoughts? An old heart can be turned into a child.
At that moment, the man kissed the tip of Mu Nanzhi's sweaty nose and said softly: "Okay, tomorrow we will pick persimmons, the day after tomorrow we will pick some pears, the day after tomorrow we will pick crabapples, the day after tomorrow we will pick osmanthus, and after drying, we will keep the osmanthus for brewing liquor."