Chapter 2635 Uncle's Autistic Girl (19)

Yu Shaoyun's eyelashes drooped, blocking the light in his eyes.

He suppressed his messy breathing, and then tried to push away the girl who looked like a kitten.

But the next second, she reached out and took it out in her pocket.

Then carefully took out a small pie with meat.

The new chef didn't understand Yu Shaoyun's taste.

Except for one or two vegetarian dishes, the rest of the dinners are meat.

Even the soup is bone broth.

It's not something he can eat, and he was thinking about firing the chef just now.

Bai Weiwei carefully held the cute little meat patties, her big eyes full of cautious longing.

He threw the chopsticks away.

So she thought he didn't eat, would he be hungry?

Yu Shaoyun's beautiful and delicate face was still as light as the breeze.

He stretched out his hand and touched her fingertips with his fingers, but instead of taking her meatloaf, he followed the back of her hand, all the way up.

In the end, his slender, white fingers touched her lower jaw, and this touch made her eyes dull.

The man gracefully supported the armrest with one hand and sat up straight.

She sat on his lap, her slender legs hanging down on the edge of the chair, like the fragility of a remnant butterfly, with a morbid beauty.

Yu Shaoyun's fingers touched her chin unhurriedly.

It's like touching a small animal, tender, but there is a strange warmth.

"I don't eat this, throw it away."

His voice was soft and cold.

Then Yu Shaoyun regained his cold and graceful demeanor, and with his fingers down, he grabbed her collar, and his other hand also took advantage of the situation to wrap around her waist.

Her fragile and slender waist made his fingertips pause, but the next moment he pinched it harder.

Then put her whole on the carpet.

And Yu Shaoyun unhurriedly sorted out the wrinkles on his clothes.

Bai Weiwei stretched out her hand to touch her waist with a confused look, and was pinched in pain.

Yu Shaoyun's eyes fell on her movements, and after a few seconds he returned to normal and walked straight forward.

Seeing that he was gone, Bai Weiwei wanted to stand up, but hesitated that the other party was too cold.

She sat on the carpet in a daze for a long time before carefully pinching the small meat patties and carefully nibbling with her head down.

Don't want to waste tools.

Bai Weiwei finished eating.

You hear a beep.

[Ding, the male protagonist's favorability is thirteen. 】

She didn't look at the screen, but leaned against the legs of the chair and sat quietly hugging her legs.

It seems that this is a pose she is most accustomed to.

The pose gave her a false sense of security.

On the other side of the screen, Yu Shaoyun paused for a while before turning around and leaving.

The cook was not fired, just told.

There are more vegetarian dishes than meat dishes.

And the soup must be vegetarian.

A vegetarian monk, this is Yu Shaoyun's impression.

But I don't know if Yu Shaoyun is too busy to catch up with her.

No one dragged her out anyway.

She even took it for granted that she appeared in Yu Shaoyun's room.

Occasionally, there are men who come to report some problems, and they will look at her with a strange enthusiasm.

This made Bai Weiwei hide herself in the corner, hiding even deeper, not even daring to lift her head up.

seemed to be frightened.

Yu Shaoyun seemed to have never noticed her.

He didn't drive her away, and let her come to the table for dinner.

But I don't talk to her very much, and occasionally I just look at her from a distance, and it doesn't matter if I see her squatting in the corner.

The indifference and indifference in that.

There is an outrageous coldness to it.

It seems that she is regarded as a decoration in the room.