"What are you thinking about? What's the use of telling me? If you want to see your elder brother, the person you should look for is not me, but him. He can keep you safe when you come in and out, but I can't be foolproof, do you understand?"
Mu Zhao lowered her eyes sadly and said nothing. Nan Huan rubbed her little head and said, "Okay, let's get well first. After this storm is over, I will think of a way."
Hearing this, the little girl raised her bright eyes and asked, "Before I deal with Su Wanwan, is that okay?"
"If you insist on it, I will think of a way!"
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At noon, Mu Zhao had takeaway food delivered by Nanhuan.
But this takeaway is too ten-star, it is even more delicious than the delisted one from Judelong.
The most important thing is that it is delicious, tasty and delicious. After a full meal, Mu Zhao lay down on the chair behind him with a swollen belly and lazily burped, "Huanhuan, where did you hire this cook from? I'll eat it all." The taste of becoming a monk is here.Ą±
When she mentioned home, she instantly recalled the happy scene of the past when her father was loving and her mother was filial.
She hasnĄŻt seen her parents for more than three months.
The emotion came up for a moment, but in the blink of an eye it was hidden in her eyes.
She changed the subject, "I feel better, let's go for a walk outside. I haven't been to Blue Water Bay yet."
Nan Huan looked at her laziness and said, "Well, you go wash the dishes. After washing the dishes, I will go for a walk with you."
Mu Zhao rolled his eyes, "Huanhuan I don't know how to wash dishes."
Nan Huan rolled his eyes, "Then what do you know? Can you eat, play, and make?"
Mu Zhao pouted and snorted aggrievedly, "I know a lot, I can also dress up. Isn't it enough that I can be as beautiful as a flower? Why else do I know how to do it? I don't serve others?"
Nan Huan actually hates washing dishes.
She used to serve that damn man, and was mostly responsible for cooking and the like. The man would occasionally roll up his sleeves to wash the dishes when he was in a particularly good mood. Normally, there would be other people doing the dishes, so she There are only a handful of times I have to wash the dishes.
Now
It seems she can only rely on herself.
When Nan Huan came out after washing the dishes, he saw a little woman with her neck raised and preparing to climb the old camphor tree. Her forehead was really twitching.
She walked over in a few steps and stopped her: "My little ancestor, can you stop tossing for a while? The place where you were stabbed by the glass on your arm is healed? It doesn't hurt anymore, right?"
Mu Zhao was startled by Nan Huan's fierceness. She pointed at a ragdoll cat on the tree, "It seems to be scared and can't get down? I was wondering if I should help it."
Nan Huan followed her gaze and saw a plump ragdoll cat, gray and white, very soft and cute. It looked like he had been raising it for three or four years.
She was so frightened that the fur all over her body trembled and she meowed.
Nan Huan found a ladder and climbed up himself to rescue the ragdoll cat.
As soon as she stepped down on her front legs, the owner of the cat on her back legs came to the door.
The door of the villa was ajar. When the cat owner heard the cat meowing, he probably was anxious, so he pressed the doorbell symbolically and came to the door himself.
"Little candy?" It was a gentle female voice, with a bit of urgency, "Sorry, I'm sorry to bother you."
Mu Zhao looked at the person coming, her eyes darkened, "Miss Bai?"
Bai Qian nodded and took the ragdoll cat from Nan Huan's hand, "Yes, little Princess Mu."
Mu Zhao pursed her lips and smiled, as if she was quite happy, "Does Miss Bai live here?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com