Rong Baichuan appeared in front of him with a dark and smelly face.
"Uh..." Rong Chaoxi blinked his innocent eyes, "Daddy..."
She looked at the remaining half of the roast chicken in her hand, hesitated for a while, and finally handed it over with a magnanimous look, "Daddy, eat it."
The little guy frowned tightly, muttering in his heart,
[Daddy doesn’t like to eat, Daddy doesn’t like to eat, Daddy doesn’t like to eat…]
"What's wrong?" Rong Baichuan asked with a gloomy look, "Isn't the roast chicken Daddy made delicious? Why did you come out to eat the tribute?"
She didn't think it tasted bad when she was eating it, so why does she dislike it now?
She also said, "It's the first time I've eaten something so delicious," but what about what she ate the day before yesterday and yesterday?
"It's delicious." Rong Chaoxi nodded vigorously, "Daddy's cooking is the best."
[My Lord, you are so hard to please. You care about such a small matter? ]
After hearing Chaoxi's unhesitating affirmation, Rong Baichuan was about to smile, but the next second his inner thoughts came out and he couldn't smile.
"You're a duplicitous little fellow."
There was no one in the hall at this moment, so Rong Baichuan carried the little guy out and placed him on the kneeling mat.
Wipe the oil off her face.
"Where are you going? Daddy will take you there?" Rong Baichuan asked.
Rong Yubai said she had gone out, and he had just returned from outside and hadn't seen the little one leave. When he passed by the main hall, he heard the little one chattering about how delicious the roast chicken was, and he knew Chaoxi had come to steal the gods' food again.
"Sow the seeds, and next year lots of trees will grow and lots of flowers will bloom..."
Rong Chaoxi's eyes curved into crescents, as if he had already seen the magnificent scenery of the mountains next year.
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