My iceberg smiled

Chapter 86

"you……"

Anan still wanted to say something, but Han Qianxiao accepted the exquisite little box containing the bright yellow dessert with a happy face.

A pair of big clear eyes without any impurities, staring at Han Mochen's iceberg face that has never changed for thousands of years, said sweetly: "Thank you brother."

Han Mochen's body paused imperceptibly, and then he pretended nothing happened and sat directly on the seat next to the baby chair that originally belonged to Anan.

Han Qianxiao was stunned for a while, seeing this situation, the smile on the corner of her mouth widened even further.

Master Chen actually sat next to her, and the pudding he gave him was a double joy!

"You're sitting in my...uh!!"

Anan wanted to say something, but was dragged away by covering his mouth with a hand.

Zhuo Qiu really couldn't bear to see this kid's aggressive appearance.

Let Anan continue to make trouble, the young master will definitely get angry again, so he has no eyesight, so he can only help him.

His young master is obviously only willing to get close to that little dumpling, and finally there is something that interests the young master, how could Zhuo Qiu let Anan hinder his young master?

……

Han Qianxiao is very happy now.

The small bowl containing baby rice cereal was pushed aside by her.

If Anan saw it, he would definitely cry.

The food prepared by Anan was pushed away by Han Qianxiao, and instead placed in the center was the exquisite dessert that Han Mochen asked Zhuo Yuan to go to the city to buy.

This bright yellow pudding was even more beautiful and delicate than the ones Anan usually made in the orphanage.

Han Mochen saw that the little guy treats the pudding he gave him like a treasure, and his gloomy mood just eased a little.

Thinking of this snack food guy who didn't even eat his brother Anan's appetizers, and went directly to eat the desserts he gave him, Han Mochen somehow, the more he looked at this kid, the more pleasing he was to his eyes.

I thought that Han Qianxiao would eat the pudding directly, but saw the little guy dug a large spoon in the bright yellow with a spoon in his fleshy hand.

It was so full it was almost overflowing.

Can this be eaten in one bite?
Han Mo Chen: "..."

Then, I saw that the other party was...

Spoon...

delivered...

His mouth?

"Brother, you eat." Han Qianxiao said to the boy with a smile.

The spoon of pudding stretched out made no intention of taking it back.

Han Mochen frowned slightly when he saw the spoon less than a few centimeters away from his mouth.

Zhuo Yuan at the side also saw this scene, just thinking that his young master never eats food prepared by outsiders, and wanted to remind the child, but was surprised to see...

My young master actually opened his noble mouth, and took a small bite of the pudding that was about to overflow from the spoon.

"Brother, is it delicious?" Han Qianxiao asked cheerfully.

Han Mochen gave a word indifferently: "En."

"Then let's eat some more, brother." Han Qianxiao continued feeding vigorously, and passed the spoon to Han Mochen's mouth again.

Han Mo Chen said, "You don't like to eat it?"

Han Qianxiao was taken aback for a moment, then quickly shook her head.

Han Mochen: "Then why don't you eat it? Give it to me instead."

Han Qianxiao smiled sweetly: "I want to give it to my brother because I like it. The dean's grandfather said that I want to share what I like..."

Share it with those who like it.

An electric current ran through Han Mochen's heart, and there was also the sourness in the memory that he didn't want to open.

I vaguely remember that when I was five years old, the kitchen prepared a plate of palace pastries, and the almond cakes inside were extremely delicious.

(End of this chapter)