Chapter 1825

Bao'er glanced at Chu Yunyao from the corner of her eye, "Your mother picked this up and raised it."

Mo Siyu: "..."

Chu Yunyao remained silent, waiting for Siyu to speak up.

Just at this time, the butler ordered someone to bring over the silver needle pulled out of the wild cat.

Mo Siyu asked curiously: "What is this needle for?"

Chu Yunyao picked up two silver needles between her fingers, and flew towards the fallen leaves, "Hidden weapon."

The leaves were firmly nailed to the trunk, and Mo Siyu's eyes widened.

She said in disbelief: "Mother also uses hidden weapons to hurt people?"

"Yeah." Chu Yunyao nodded: "In terms of hidden weapons, I should be better than your godfather."

Mo Siyu: "..."

Originally thought that the godfather Chi Yetian was number one in the daytime, but I didn't expect that the mother was even more powerful than the godfather.

Godfather not only can't beat mother, but also doesn't use hidden weapons as well as mother, only keeps noisy parrots, and even pets are not as powerful as mother's Xiaobai.

Mo Siyu's rejection of Chu Yunyao turned into awkward worship.

She fell silent.

Chu Yunyao was not in a hurry, picked up the meat bun that fell on the ground, stood up: "I'll go to the kitchen to get you some delicious food."

She whistled and walked away.

When the white sable heard the whistle, his body was like an arrow off the string, his hind legs kicked on the stone table, and he jumped onto Chu Yunyao's shoulder, standing majestically.

Mo Siyu: "..."

Mo Siyu watched anxiously as Xiaobai left with Chu Yunyao, hugged Aunt Bao'er's arm and acted like a baby: "Aunt Bao'er, I want my mother's Xiaobai, can you help me get it here?"

"Miss." Bao'er patted her head: "You ask for it yourself, your mother will definitely give it to you."

"No." Mo Siyu shook his head, "Mother just heard that I wanted Xiaobai, but she still took Xiaobai away."

Bao'er sighed: "Miss, do you know who made all the pastries you eat every day?"

"Aunt Bao'er, you did it." Mo Siyu blinked.

"It's not me, it was made by your mother." Bao'er knelt down and said earnestly: "Your mother is very good at cooking, but she rarely cooks, and she also hates the smell of oily smoke in the kitchen.

She knows that you love the meals and pastries she makes, so she spares time every day to make these delicious food for you, and she has never done it to others.

I'm also afraid that you will be stubborn and won't eat the food she made, so let me tell you that I made it for you.

Miss, your mother actually loves you very much. If you don’t believe me, you can ask her for Xiaobai, and she will definitely give it to you.

These days, she's been sending people around to find out who's feeding white Persian puppies. "

Mo Siyu: "..."

Mo Siyu pursed her lips and remained silent.

Bao'er knew that this girl was also assertive, so she didn't persuade her too much, and let her silently think about what she just said.

At night, Mo Siyu was lying on the bed, her mind was full of Xiaobai's heroic figure. Seeing that Aunt Bao'er seemed to be asleep, she quietly got up from the bed and walked out the door of the wing...

Bao'er opened her eyes and saw her go to the bedroom next door, a smile appeared on her face, and she closed her eyes again with peace of mind.

Chu Yunyao was drawing under the lamp, on the drawing paper was a scene of two children playing in the backyard.

Seeing that the ants were too tired carrying the pastry crumbs, Siyu simply put the pastry in her hand into the ant's hole, and said to Xiu'er, "Brother, this way they don't have to work so hard. I will give them some food every day from now on. won't starve to death."

Chu Yunyao recalled the picture in her mind, smiled slightly, and thought: To be able to pity the ants on the ground, this child's nature should not be as bad as she showed.