Su Peisheng quickly banished the strange thoughts from his head. He must be overthinking it. How could his master be such a person?
My master once said that he would choose the best consort in the world for my little darling.
I can't very well offer myself up as the princess consort to the young master!
Su Peisheng felt relieved after thinking about this. His master always kept his word. He was probably just taking care of his younger brother, whom he had raised since childhood. It was only natural for him to be gentle and doting on him.
That's right.
Su Peisheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes and brows slowly smiled again, his original expression returning.
Su Peisheng had already recovered, but seeing that his master didn't mind the food with the little ancestor's teeth marks all over his mouth, he put it into his own mouth in a grand manner.
Su Peisheng's heart was like a small boat on the waves, rocking again.
Su Peisheng felt that his master was not raising a younger brother, but rather raising a young wife.
Not to mention eating leftovers that his mistress had already eaten, sometimes even if his mistress didn't change the chopsticks to serve him food, he would turn cold and look displeased. When he was in a bad mood, he could even walk away.
Everyone knows how fast our master is in the backyard.
But when it comes to this little darling, his master's obsession with cleanliness seems to vanish without a trace, not showing up at all.
Does obsessive-compulsive disorder (OCD) really vary from person to person?
Su Peisheng lowered his head, no longer looking at his master whose eyes were filled with doting affection and laughter. He needed to find an opportunity to find out what his master meant.
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