Be careful of the liver sitting on the sofa, playing with the rabbit doll.

The servants on the side sometimes feed her a piece of fruit, and feed her a piece of fruit.

Don't mention how good you are.

In view of Master Chu's words, be careful not to run to the upstairs bedroom to find her mother. She can only play alone downstairs.

When Qi Fenghe came back from her walk, Chu Wenhuo walked in with her.

Watch out for the liver, see Qi Fenghe, ruddy little mouth: "too grandma, brother."

"Small hearted." Chu Wenhuo smiled shyly.

Qi Fenghe looked at the direction of the upstairs doubtfully, and looked around again. "Xiaoxingan, why are you here alone?"

Watch out for the drooping head of the liver, touch the rabbit doll on the hand with little hands, and the voice is stuffy: "Dad said, mom is resting, let's be careful that the liver can't wake mom."

So, she's here alone?

Qi Fenghe went up to her and sat down beside her. He reached out and held her soft body in his arms. He bowed his head and kissed her: "my poor little heart."

Be careful of the grinning liver. Touch Qi Fenghe's face with your hands raised. "Be careful of the poor liver."

"Wenhuo, don't stand, sit down." Qi Fenghe waved and asked Chu Wenhuo, who was standing by, to come and sit down.

Chu Wenhuo nodded and went to Qi Fenghe and sat down.

He sat on the sofa with some difficulty, and then he took a slow sigh of relief.

Looking at his appearance, Qi Fenghe was also a little distressed. Chu Yixiu, a single father, naturally could not take care of the children.

Compared with the careful care of the liver, she was more or less in love with Chu Wenhuo.

"Little heart, let your brother play with you, OK?" Qi Fenghe pinched his face, which was soft and soft, with a kind smile.

Careful liver always hates Chu Yixiu, never played with Chu Wenhuo.

Her two little eyebrows wrinkled, and her face was obviously embarrassed "Well."

"No?"

Be careful of the silly liver to raise his hands of the doll, "have a little rabbit to play with the liver!"

Qi Fenghe was shocked and pinched her face.

Chu Wenhuo sat aside, silent, quietly watching, sometimes smiling, most of the time he was silent.

When Qi Fenghe and Xiaoxingan were talking, he kept his head down and didn't know what he was thinking.

When Chu Yixiu sent him back, he told him to finish his work as soon as possible.

Otherwise, he will send him away from Kyoto. He will never enter the presidential palace or see his father.

Chu Wenhuo cried and begged. Chu Yixiu was unmoved. He asked him to recite the things he told him.

Thinking of what Chu Yixiu asked him to do, Chu Wenhuo raised his head worried and took a look at the direction upstairs.

Aunt she Are you still upstairs?

"Vinho, what are you thinking?" Qi Fenghe asked suddenly, and Chu Wenhuo was shocked.

His face turned white, and he looked at Qi Fenghe anxiously, kowtowing and explaining: "Granny I, I don't think much. "

Qi Fenghe narrowed his eyes, looked at him for a moment, reached out and probed the temperature on his forehead: "isn't it uncomfortable? If you're not feeling well, you have to tell granny, understand? "

"Yes, vinho understood."

Take care that the liver holds his own fruit fork and hands it to him: "brother, you eat it."

I saw the strawberries carefully handed to him by the liver, which were forked with her pink fruit.