Li Bo dreamed that the young master could come back with a child one day, even if he was born out of wedlock.

It's a pity that he can hardly wait for this scene, but the child has nothing to do with the young master.

He Jingyao gave him a faint glance: "this child will live here recently. You are responsible for taking care of him. When you find his parents, you send the child back. "

Then he turned and went upstairs.

"Well, you can rest assured." Libo answered and looked at the child.

The little guy is secretly looking at he Jingyao. It seems that he is reluctant to part with him. However, he does not dare to continue to entangle him. He has to face wrongly and wring his fingers together to make him like him in his heart.

He went over and touched his head lovingly: "what's your name, little friend?"

"Xiao Bao." He flattened his mouth.

All blame his mother, thousand exhort ten thousand to forbid him and father to recognize each other, otherwise he can't let father give him a name?

Every time someone asks his name, he can only say his name is Xiaobao What a shame.

He thought with a frown.

"Xiao Bao." Li Bo was smiling, but he didn't ask his name, "are you hungry? Shall I ask the kitchen to prepare snacks for you? "

"Good." He laughed at once. "Uncle, you are so kind."

The little guy's sweet mouth immediately brought the old man's heart into full bloom. He also brought snacks to him and played cartoons to him. He almost responded to every request.

……

After finishing the rest of his work, he Jingyao changed his clothes and came downstairs to have dinner. He saw that this little guy had completely captured Li Bo. The loyal housekeeper didn't notice that his young master came downstairs.

He Jingyao glanced over there and walked to the restaurant without expression.

However, when Xiaobao saw him, he rushed towards him like a shell and called out loud: "he Jingyao!"

“…… Call uncle He Jingyao looked down at him, "if you don't listen, I'll send you to the police station."

He had to cry out "Uncle" in desperation.

He Jingyao's eyes flashed with a smile and bent over to pick him up.

"It's time for dinner. What do you like to eat?" He Jingyao said and put him on the chair.

Small guy short body, sitting on the table can only show a hairy head, looks a bit funny.

He stretched out his arms to grab the table, looked around eagerly, and turned his mouth: "I don't like to eat."

"Then choose what you can eat. How can children be picky?" He Jingyao looked down at him.

"Hum..." He picked up a spoon, scooped a spoon of mashed potatoes into the mouth, disgusted spit out, "bad."

Then he stood on the chair, stretched out his arm and took a piece of pizza. He took a small bite and vomited out: "it's bad."

He Jingyao picked his eyebrows. He saw that the little guy hated all the food on the table. Finally, he put down the spoon and held the table with both hands. He looked at him eagerly.

He Jingyao pursed his lips and once again told himself to be patient with his children. He said, "what do you like to eat?"

Xiaobao began to count: "steamed buns, egg soup, Shaomai, crystal shrimp dumplings, preserved eggs and lean meat congee..."

He Jingyao's eyebrows throbbed. He listened to the boy count his favorite food.

"I'll ask the kitchen to prepare shrimp dumplings and porridge for you." He Jingyao interrupted him.

The child's taste reminds him of a woman.

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