The group pet is three and a half years old: the tyrant's little milk rabbit is cute

Chapter 340 Can You Not Hold Hands

The pitiful appearance of the pink and jade-carved little milk dumplings can really make people's heart melt.

The pavilion master curled up his fingers, and hooked his hands towards the white dodder.

"Come here, my pavilion master will give you dinner."

Bai Tutu hurriedly jumped off the chair, ran up to the pavilion master in a hurry, looked up at him eagerly with his small head up.

The pavilion master looked at the cute little Naituanzi, smiled, and hugged her in his arms.

He took the initiative to feed the white dodder.

The owner of the pavilion moved gently, and the amount of food he fed was also very good, just like he had done such things as feeding children.

Although the food in Youming Pavilion is not as delicious as Concubine Lin's cooking, the white dodder is very hungry now.

Whatever the pavilion master feeds her, she eats with her mouth open.

Her cheeks were bulging, and the pavilion master thought she was so cute, and even stretched out her fingers to poke the cheeks of the white dodder.

Bai Tutu wrinkled his small face and stared at the pavilion master, which caused the pavilion master to raise his head and laugh again.

Bai Tutu didn't know why the pavilion master liked to laugh so much.

The killers in Nether Pavilion didn't know what happened to their Pavilion Master today.

She loves to laugh so much!

The most important thing is that the always ruthless pavilion master showed mercy to this little girl!

He even feeds the little girl himself now!
The killers were shocked.

But after they thought of a reason, they seemed to understand the reason why the pavilion master would do this.

The owner of the pavilion seems to be interested in feeding the white dodder.

He kept feeding the white dodder, and the white dodder kept eating because he was hungry.

The two of them didn't know whether they had forgotten or didn't know.

Children who are only three and a half years old also need to control their diet.

If you eat too much, one is not good for your health, and the other is that you will get sick.

The white dodder ate so much that its belly stood up, and even its face felt a little sour.

"No time, no time, no time, the time is full."

Bai Tutu turned away his small face, and pushed the pavilion master's hand with his small hand.

"Are you full? You only ate such a small amount."

The pavilion master also thinks that the white dodder eats very little.

But the white dodder kept shaking his head, "I'm full, I'm full, I'm so full, I want to move."

The pavilion master touched the belly of the white dodder, which had already swelled up, and believed that she was really full.

He put her on the ground.

Grandma Baitu let out a deep breath, raised her small head and glanced at the pavilion master.

"Pavilion Master, can I take a walk outside?"

"Okay, my pavilion master will go out with you."

The pavilion master got up as he spoke, and stretched out a hand towards the white dodder.

Bai Tutu looked at the pavilion master's slender and jade-like hands, and then at his own chubby hands.

"Can you not hold hands?"

The little milk dumpling asked childishly.

"Then you want a hug?"

The pavilion master simply stretched out his arms towards the white dodder.

Bai Tutu shook his little head, "Don't hug me, I want to send it for a walk, I'm too tired!"

After finishing speaking, the white dodder ran out of the house with a flutter of legs.

The killers guarding the door were startled when they saw Xiaonaituanzi rushing out like a cannonball, and subconsciously tried to stop her.

But then the Pavilion Master came out, "Don't stop her."

"Yes."

The killers complied, so they watched helplessly as their pavilion master walked down the corridor with his hands behind his back, followed by a little bigger milk dumpling.

(End of this chapter)